Mo Jun wandered aimlessly through the streets of Jingling Garden, taking out the bamboo tube from his arms from time to time to take a sip, which was completely the style of a down-and-out uncle. Mo Jun really wanted to go to Sister Hua to talk about his life ideals or something, but when he walked out on the street, he was stunned to find that he didn't seem to know where the 11th team was located at all. After thinking about it seriously, Mo Jun didn't want to ask those uncles whose faces were more dull than the other, so he simply wandered aimlessly on the street, anyway, he also liked this kind of environment.

Mo Jun kept looking around along the way, at this time, the corpse soul world did not have the bustling feeling that it had later, there were not many pedestrians on the clean streets, and the surrounding houses were simple and even a little dilapidated, but there were still some small shops. Mo Jun felt a little pity, if he had money on him, he could buy some snacks or something, it would be more comfortable. Mo Jun staggered while drinking wine. Suddenly, Mo Jun's eyes were certain, and his footsteps stopped.

Mo Jun stopped and looked at the gate marked "Twelve" in front of him, and the team logo on one wall that looked like a strawberry was actually called "thistle". Mo Jun touched his chin and pondered: It seems that I have unconsciously run to the twelfth team, ah, do I still have the attribute of a road idiot? No, can I find the eleventh team if I go further? Hmm, but I seem to have come out of the fourth team, and I didn't see any other teams on the road.

After being silent for a long time, Mo Jun and Mo Jun suddenly took out a bamboo tube and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, and then strode inside. Anyway, it's all here, so let's just go in and have fun.

Mo Jun strode into the Twelfth Team, and walked straight towards the house in the middle, and no one came out to interrogate him, which made his prepared arguments completely useless. Mo Jun walked all the way to the front of the lobby and cautiously poked his head, but to his surprise, there was still no one in the empty hall, and the entire Twelve Team was as quiet as a dead field.

Mo Jun frowned, no matter what, this phenomenon is too abnormal, even if it is a case inspection, it is impossible for no one to stay, let alone an organization like the Twelfth Team, which cares almost no about daily affairs. Mo Jun walked around the entrance of the lobby a few times, but did not enter. It's not that Mo Jun cares about etiquette, it's just that he vaguely feels something bad here, this feeling is not danger, but a feeling that once you go in, you will lose something, probably a discipline

A trace of sweat oozed from the tip of Mo Jun's nose, this Twelfth Team was quiet and abnormal, but he would never be willing to leave Mo Jun. And Mo Jun can clearly feel a feeling of being spied on, this feeling is almost all-round, as if this area has become that person's senses. Mo Jun frowned, everything about him seemed to be in the hands of that person, but he himself felt any information from the other party, and the unequal information was a taboo in battle.

Mo Jun tentatively moved his body, without any feeling of being restrained, but that disharmony did exist. Now he doesn't dare to act rashly, if this is really someone's means, then it is definitely the handiwork of the current captain of the Twelve Teams, Oori Shoutara Senjumaru. There is no doubt that since the moment he entered this gate, maybe earlier, as early as the moment he left the fourth pair, he was already a guinea pig on the laboratory table of that beautiful big sister. But Mo Jun didn't want to admit defeat, and there was even a flame of excitement in his eyes, if you think about it, all this is also interesting, isn't it?

Mo Jun stopped, stood upright in front of the lobby and took a deep breath, his breath slowly retracted. He tried his best to withdraw the spiritual pressure released from himself into his body, and it was really interesting to say that the energy of spiritual pressure was really interesting, it seemed to be released outward all the time, full of unstable characteristics, but this energy could be gathered to create a wonderful corpse soul world. For this strange energy, Mo Jun has been trying to improve his control, but the result is a little unsatisfactory, he can still only achieve simple control, and he is far from doing what he wants.

Fortunately, the battle with Yamamoto Shigekuni seemed to have greatly improved his control, which made Mo Jun somewhat speechless. From the old immortal to Yamamoto Shigekuni, it seems that the way they educate themselves is to torture them to death. However, thanks to this progress, Mo Jun barely met his own requirements and completely withdrew the spiritual pressure from his body. Spiritual pressure is the root of death, and through spiritual pressure, you can even vaguely see the heart of a god of death.

Of course, Mo Jun knew very well that even if he did this, it would not make much sense to him. He just felt that it was a disadvantage to be looked at by others for so long without reservation, and even the size of Ding Ding was seen, but he couldn't even see the hair of others, so it was not fair that you also took off your clothes and let me see it?

Of course, Mo Jun would never admit this kind of thought, because he could also reduce the interference, he wanted to see clearly what kind of environment he was in, and the spiritual pressure emitted by himself would interfere with Mo Jun.

Mo Jun held his breath, a faint blue light rose from under his eyes, he wanted to concentrate all his attention to improve his observation to the intensity of just coming to this world, and to tear apart the mystery in front of him! Mo Jun's pupils shrank sharply to the size of a pintip, and that faint blue light suddenly became dazzling, and the next moment Mo Jun was stunned by the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but "sleep", but he didn't hear a light sound from the void.

This shocked "Sleep" directly made Mo Jun out of his previous state, and he couldn't help but be surprised, because the scenery in Mo Jun's eyes suddenly turned into a large piece of fluctuating blue spiritual pressure at that moment! This kind of spiritual pressure was different from the natural blue spiritual pressure he had seen before, although it was only a hurry, but he miraculously saw clearly, this piece of spiritual pressure was composed of extremely thin blue spiritual pressure filaments! Shutara Senjumaru is worthy of being crowned as a strong man of Oorimori, such a method is simply incredible!

Mo Jun stabilized his mind and wanted to return to his previous state again, when he suddenly heard a cold and pleasant voice in the void in front of him: "Okay, it's enough." ”

As the voice fell, the environment around Mo Jun disappeared in an instant like a stream of water. And Mo Jun is still in front of the lobby of the Twelfth Team, but unlike before, he is surrounded by many Twelve Team soldiers with small records. And in front of Mo Jun, a cold and beautiful woman dressed in captain Yuori and carrying several steel arms behind her stood in front of her.

Mo Jun didn't have any surprise on his face, he just smiled calmly: "Sister Senjumaru's welcome is really special, it's rare that I just came to see you as soon as I was discharged from the hospital, in fact, next time you want to see it, you can tell me and get started directly." Don't worry, I won't say no. ”