ps:This crazy week is also out of the way.,Is this a three-more thing?Because I don't know if I can update on time next month, it's compensation.。 Let's just wish me a smooth college entrance examination.

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Senjumaru gently covered her mouth with her sleeve, and her eyes, which had been indifferent, finally flashed a trace of doubt, she really had a trace of interest in Mo Jun in front of her now. For many years, she had never seen such a strange existence as Mo Jun, which made her a little incomprehensible. Let's say that Mo Jun is a simple color embryo, but his eyes are very clear, is it a pure color embryo?

Senjumaru shook his head secretly, Mo Jun obviously had a clear purpose, and he was definitely a very shrewd person, but why couldn't he see his purpose at all? Could it be that all this guy said was true? Senjumaru was shocked by his thoughts, but the next moment he was denied by her, no matter how he thought about it, it was the most impossible. After all, Mo Jun is not from here, and a normal person's thinking will definitely be with natural precautions, and he will never say these words so naturally.

Mo Jun couldn't help but tighten his heart when he saw Thousand Hands Maru's brows frowning slightly, and secretly said that he wouldn't get rid of the one in front of him, right?

Senjumaru was stunned when he heard this, and then he remembered that he was still talking to Mo Jun. However, she didn't show any flaws, and immediately made a satisfied look and chuckled: "Not bad boy, since you insist on that concubine body like this, it's not easy to force it, but my twelfth team still welcomes you, after all, you are the only excellent material we know." But you don't want to leave, you are not enough now, and the concubine has great expectations for your growth. ”

Mo Jun breathed a sigh of relief, it was good to be able to enter the Twelve Team, he wanted to know the truth of this world. The world that is isolated, the fate of different souls? What are you kidding! He yearns for a two-dimensional world, but what he yearns for is not a two-dimensional plot. What is the meaning of the isolated world, the limited plot? The most wonderful thing about the world is its unpredictability! The most powerful thing about living beings is their creative talent! Even if he abandons his life, soul, and even everything, he will break that barrier! This kind of imprisoned heaven and earth that exists for the plot; He can't accept the characters that exist for the sake of the plot! This is not the two-dimensional he is seeking! Mo Jun suddenly felt a burst of excitement in his heart, no matter what is isolated from this world, it will not be what he can understand now, and it is definitely beyond his cognition! This kind of unknown and dangerous thing makes him feel extremely excited, this is definitely something that can be explored with all his might.

And if you want to break that barrier and pursue this "unknown", you must first have enough power to touch the reality of the world, and Team 12 is undoubtedly a place that can allow him to quickly understand this world. Besides, those who know the Grim Reaper know that almost all the problems in the plot are inextricably linked to the Twelve-Ban team, for example, Shadow Wolf Zo and Bavent are simply formed by the Twelve-Ban team, no matter how you want to have a good relationship with the Twelve-Ban team.

Senjumaru looked at Mo Jun and suddenly found that his body suddenly exuded a firm and heavy aura, although that aura was condensed, but there was a vague inexplicable excitement, ready to move, but it disappeared in the next moment, and even Yamamoto Shigekuni on the side couldn't notice it, if she hadn't been paying attention to Mo Jun, she might not be able to feel it. She frowned but didn't say anything, she didn't feel the slightest malice in that breath, it was full of dignified feelings, as if she was challenging something.

Mo Jun raised his head slightly, his face was excited, and he said firmly: "The little brother will definitely live up to his sister's expectations, study hard, make progress every day, and strive to be a qualified assistant who can bring honor to the Twelfth Team and be worthy of his sister!" Mo Jun rolled his eyes, secretly glanced at Yamamoto Shigekuni on the side, and the firm expression on his face instantly collapsed and said with a flattering face: "That, should I take my little brother to familiarize myself with the working environment and working atmosphere of the Twelfth Team today, and observe the beauty by the way...... Uh, how is the work of the good and noble predecessors?"

Senjumaru looked helpless, and in the end, he still didn't forget to skip class, didn't he see that Yamamoto's face next to him was black to the bottom of the pot? She silently prayed for Mo Jun in her heart, but the next moment she said with a gentle face: "Eh, don't worry, the concubine will leave a bed for you, you have to study hard, the concubine is the ghost teacher here, if you don't understand anything in the future, you can ask me, and count the extra treatment that the concubine will give you." This dead tyrant doesn't seem to fit well, let you see the strength of the concubine. ”

Before Mo Jun could speak, he only felt a flower in front of him and a cold on his body. I couldn't help but look down and see that the Death Bully costume was still well worn on his body, but it seemed to have some changes, and it seemed to be much more comfortable to wear. Mo Jun's face changed suddenly, as if he had thought of something, as if the deformed "W" had been hit by this trick a long time later! He hurriedly raised his head, but the Thousand Hand Pill in front of him had disappeared, leaving only a nice voice: "The concubine is looking forward to your performance, don't let the concubine down." ”

Mo Jun hurriedly turned around, only to see a graceful back disappearing into the corner, and couldn't help but put on a classic "Erkang style" in front of his left hand and shouted: "Sister Thousand Hands, don't go!" Mo Jun put on an expression that was so anxious that he was about to cry and shouted: "Sister Thousand Hands! You must be responsible for me! My pure and flawless body has been seen by you! Also, I am still young, I will definitely grow up, you have to wait for me...... Ahh

Before Mo Jun finished his sentence, he felt a strong force coming from the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and even the skull emitted a mournful sound of "creak, creak". Then there was an irresistible force, and his head was twisted back a little, but his feet were nailed to the ground like nails, and he could clearly feel the tremor of his neck bones. Yamamoto Shigekoku's black face comparable to coal appeared in front of his eyes little by little, and Mo Jun wanted to say something, but the suffocating pain in his neck made him only squeeze out a trace of an embarrassed smile.

Shigekoku Yamamoto looked at Mo Jun's black old face like the bottom of the pot and pulled out a smile, and said coldly: "Don't worry, the old man will take a good responsibility for you~!" As soon as the words fell, the big hand that pressed on Mo Jun's head was violently strengthened, and Mo Jun's neck made a crisp sound, and then a miserable howl shook thousands ......of miles, "Ahhh

Shigekuni Yamamoto looked at Mo Jun, who was rolling on the ground with his neck covered, and let out a comfortable snort, and his figure flashed back to the verandah. Jingle and Fuzhu lowered their heads, ignoring Mo Jun who was rolling all over the ground beside them, looking at their noses and noses, and their hearts were like stopping water, they didn't mean to help Mo Jun at all, what are you kidding? Lao Tzu is not familiar with you and wants to die, don't pull us along.

Shigekuni Yamamoto turned around and said with a serious face, "Then start training now!"

"Hey!" the two of them immediately said loudly, looking extremely serious. Yamamoto nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Mo Jun, who was pouting and pretending to be dead, and said coldly: "The one over there, if you don't get up again, you will have to be used as a training prop in the dojo." ”

Mo Jun's body trembled, and the whole person jumped up like a burning buttocks, holding his head with both hands and making a move, with a "Kela" sound, Mo Jun's neck returned to its original state. The next moment, Mo Jun stood beside Jingle with a serious face, looking at Yamamoto Shigekuni seriously, as if the person who was lying on the ground with his ass pouting and holding up the corpse had nothing to do with him at all. Jingle's body trembled, as if he wanted to move to the side, but he still stood still, and could only sigh in his heart, praying that the old man would not implicate him.

However, it backfired......

"Very good, Jingle, you and Mo Jun pick a good wooden knife to fight, let the old man see your strength. Ukitake, you are carefully observing from the sidelines. Yamamoto said with a solemn face.

"Hey!" Ukitake immediately shouted loudly, and quickly ran to the mountain itself and stood up, his face full of seriousness. A breeze blew, Mo Jun and Jing Le looked at each other, their faces fell at the same time, and they agreed weakly and walked to the knife holder together.