"So, I need to pretend to be the Grim Reaper of Team Juban and represent Team Juban in battle."

Dao San followed behind Ranju, and the two of them were very close, shuttling through the Lingling Court with instantaneous steps.

This realm, which belonged exclusively to the Grim Reaper and the nobility, should have been very attractive to Daosan, but he was in a little less mood now.

Dao San couldn't have imagined that the first time he came to the Ling Court, the first time he put on the death tyrant costume, it was actually for this kind of thing.

On the way here, Ranju asked him for his opinion on whether he would like to join the war and participate in this battle that might require risking his life.

Dao San did not refuse, and even agreed quite decisively, but this did not prevent him from being afraid of the unknown.

"That's right."

Ranju covered his head, which was still a little painful, and searched for the advice of Captain Yixin before leaving.

I remember that in order to fight for this field mission, I had been grinding with the captain for a long time.

The hateful captain dared not to believe himself.

Now she Matsumoto Ranju has proved it with facts, and she is a captain with one heart, and she is really accurate in seeing people.

Ranju's brain is like a juicer, desperately trying to squeeze out the pasted memories.

The captain also explained a lot of things, why did he forget them now?

The most impressive thing is the phrase "don't drink".

"Yes, and remember, don't reveal that you're not the Grim Reaper."

"I understand." Reasonable, Dao San has no reason to refuse.

"Also, don't cast the ghost path of number forty-five or above." Ranju searched for the only advice in his head.

The seat officer is a position, and for how to be a seat officer, the standards of each team are different.

Like the more unlucky second-round team now, as long as it can survive three rounds in the hands of the crushed bees who release the sea, it is the "seat official agent", regardless of whether there is this strength or not, the establishment will be sound first.

And the currently recognized Xi official-level combat power, the benchmark is the liberation of the sword or the skillful use of the ghost path above the forty-fifth without chanting, and the thirteenth team can reach this point at its peak.

Fortunately, when Ranju came out, the death tyrant costume was ready, otherwise, the Baidao Gate would not be able to pass the third pass.

Dao San nodded, Sister Konghe didn't teach him the ghost path above forty-five, he was a little worried now, "Sister Ranju, I can't drink, I didn't do anything rude when I was drunk yesterday!" ”

Hearing the title of "Sister Chaoju", Chaoju didn't fight anywhere.

Dao San touched a face with a blue nose and swollen face, his eyes were purple, his cheeks were swollen with two large blue and purple bags, and his body was sore as if it had just been disassembled and reinstalled.

He doesn't remember what happened yesterday at all.

Sister Chaoju and the others have to say that they knocked after drinking too much, and Dao San was very curious, how could they be so symmetrical?

You said that it is possible that after you got drunk, you met and had a fight.

Ranju turned his back to Dao San and responded simply, "No, it's not. ”

The two of them continued to run towards their destination in an instant, and during this time, they also encountered many patrolling Grim Reapers, but no one stopped them.

The new vice-captain of the Juban team is a beautiful woman with orange hair and extremely economical fabrics, and this matter has long been spread, and the gods of death only blushed slightly to show respect when they meet the two.

Of course, this does not include the two daring eleven teams.

"Hey, hey, big sister Ranju, and the little ghost you haven't seen before, is this kid the player who participated in the battle today? Let's stay and fight with me! ”

Two figures suddenly inserted into Dao San's team, one combed with a shiny middle part, and the other with a shiny bald head.

'Sister Ranju! ’

How dare this bastard with a light bulb on his head!

Although he usually calls Ranju like this, he never dreamed that today's Ranju is particularly sensitive to salutation.

Dao San next to him also noticed this bald young man, he had seen a lot of bald heads, so bright, looking so smooth and shiny bald head This is still the first one.

Is there something on this head?

Next to the bald head is a handsome guy in the wholesale middle, holding a small mirror, and touching up the floor makeup from time to time.

Because the bald head was too dazzling, Dao San didn't notice it, and the middle of his face that was covered by the mirror peeked at him from time to time.

The eleventh team has three seats, and it is a spotty.

Eleven team five seats, Ayase River bow pro.

These two people gave Dao San a very unusual feeling, and the fierce aura faintly on his body could not be hidden.

Especially bald men, there is a rather strong sense of oppression.

After cultivating in the Shiba family for more than seven days, Dao San is also quite sensitive to breath after mastering the ghost path.

This bald guy's aura is tyrannical and almost undisguised, and his strength is definitely above Aunt Ranju, no, even the strongest aura among these people he knows!

Of course, the strongest breath does not necessarily mean the strongest strength.

"Sorry for the corner, we're busy today." Ranju sighed, like a girl who was entangled in bad things.

"Hush." waved his hand in the corner, it was rare that he didn't get entangled much, glanced at Dao San and looked at his blue nose and swollen face, and his eyebrows jumped, and he issued a message from a drinking friend to Ranju:

"The candidates for the 12th team have been decided, sleep seventh."

"Sleep Seven, that artificial soul body in the history of the Corpse Soul Realm, is it really a violation to send her to fight?" Ranju had a gloomy face.

"That's the choice of the captain level."

Yijiao raised his hand and interrupted Ranju to continue to ask, "It's okay, Gong Qin and I are also on a mission." Turning his gaze to Dao San, a corner suddenly pulled out his sheathed slashing knife and pointed at it, "Little ghost, when I come back from the mission, let's fight again!" ”

What a strange guy.

And Ranju thinks a little more.

Is it another corner and a bow partner?

Together, these two can solve almost all the problems below the captain level.

For a moment, running in Ranju's heart, he suddenly thought, maybe a righteous soul army that can take on high-risk tasks in the place of the Grim Reaper is not a bad thing.

"Sister Chaoju, the aura on Mr. Yijiao just now is a little strange."

Dao San doesn't belong to the kind of person who is particularly curious, it's just that the aura of Mr. One Corner is a little similar to him.

It's not like, it's just that Dao San has been many times, and he can feel that he will unconsciously release a special spiritual pressure, what is the composition of this special spiritual pressure, Sister Konghe and Yan Vulture can't say why.

But today, Dao San felt that from the level of breath, his breath and Mr. Yijiao's breath were of the same origin.

Ranju, who shook his head at the cowardly thought he had just had, didn't think much about Daosan's question, and replied directly, "Because a corner can already be solved, but the control is too watery, and you can't hide your aura like those captains." ”

Solution?

Now Michizo's insight is not the same izakaya clerk he was a week ago.

Death!

I didn't expect to meet this kind of master as soon as I entered the Lingting Court.

That Mr. Dime didn't wear a shoulder tag, not even the vice-captain.

And what about Aunt Ranju?

Dao San's white eyebrows raised slightly, I have a bold assumption.

Ranju ran two more steps, reacted from his thoughts, and lightly tapped his head with his small fist:

"Eh, I can't seem to say this." Ranju stuck out her little pink tongue, "You have to keep it a secret,." ”

Ranju was still comforting herself, she couldn't be blamed for this, it was completely because there were too many people who knew, and she forgot that it was a secret.

And the other side.

The bow kiss who was running suddenly spoke coldly, "That little ghost is not simple. ”

Well?

The corner was inexplicable, and he ran a few steps forward before he remembered who the bow was talking about.

He just habitually makes daily appointments, of course that little ghost is not simple, and it is impossible for a simple uncle to challenge him.

But let the bow kiss make a loud reminder?

Kazukaku loves to fight and is ready to die on the battlefield one day.

Loud reminders are already another way to intervene in battle, and Gong Qin has never done such a "despicable" move.

The corner of the running is inexplicably excited, and even the whole body is hot with excitement.

It's just a pity that the imp who forgot his name is not the enemy.

He couldn't expose his exploits, otherwise, it would have been a bloody battle.

Out of respect for the battle, Kazukaku did not continue to ask the bow kin.

And the bow on the side was also a little inexplicable, the wind swept through the bangs, revealing his shiny head, his hand was on the hilt, and the bow kiss lowered his head and called in a heartfelt voice.

'What the hell are you trying to tell me?' Glass-colored peacock! ’