"Your Excellency Silver Bell, you can go in."

Aizen retired from the auditorium to pay his respects to the Grim Reaper's old-timer.

"It's been six minutes longer, you're here, this is the first time I've seen you unpunctual." The head of the five nobles, the rotten wood family, is also the oldest family head among the five nobles, but his words are quite gentle.

"I'm so sorry, but when I saw the children below, I remembered my younger self." The corners of Aizen's mouth were humble with a hint of bitterness and remembrance.

"Time, ......" Rotten wood Silver Bell was attracted by the words of Aizen, and opened her tired eyes.

Now it was as if he could catch the passage of time between his tentacles, "Don't be sorry, Aizen, I'm going up." ”

Aizen bowed, and the two staggered.

Silverbell's pace slowed down, and it wasn't until Aizen's disappearance from his sight that he stepped out of his footsteps again.

Silver Bell and Yamamoto were contemporaries, and he had seen too many people.

It's just that among the people he has seen in tens of thousands, there is no more perfect existence than Aizen.

Inexplicably, a chill suddenly grew from Yinling's back, as if it was a chill that could harvest his life.

……

Ohoni Nahara Yan Goro was a bald-headed, thin old man, standing there, so serious that it was impossible to imagine what it would be like for him to laugh.

Something went wrong.

There was no problem with the instrument, and Hanyu Michizo was indeed seven years old.

There is no need to think about responsibility or anything for the time being, whether it is the Juban team or the Shiba family, it is not possible to be held accountable for this kind of accident.

The biggest problem now is that a seven-year-old has a spiritual pressure level of ten or more.

Will Dao San's body suddenly collapse.

Even if his life is unharmed, will it affect his talent, or some other inexplicable things.

And what to do now.

Your Excellency's class has been finished, and Your Excellency Silver Bell's class is at its climax.

Although the existence of Hanyu Michizo, from the perspective of the captain level, it was a strong agent for him to decide to organize this enrollment on a large scale, not only for the corpse soul world, but also for those nobles who have sung the god of death in recent years.

Don't show up now?

The three captains didn't have any additional "cheering shows".

According to Captain Yamamoto's instructions, as the vice president, he had prepared a lot of things, but now he had to put them all on hold.

Because "showing off" can lead to the damage of a genius, the Grim Reaper is not yet to do so.

Dean Daiuna lowered his eyebrows in sorrow, and Dao San was quite indifferent to him.

In other words, when it was in Soul Street, Dao San didn't even dare to think about becoming a god of death when he was dreaming.

He has never had anything to uphold justice and maintain the peace of the Corpse Soul Realm, he is very selfish and wants to live a better life.

Other than that, maybe he doesn't know it himself, he needs a sense of presence.

He wants to leave his own bonds in this world where there is no trace of his existence.

It's just that now he's got it.

The reason in his waist began to tremble slightly, and for the first time since that battle of life and death, he gave Dao San a response.

[Calling...... Real Name]

"Hanyu-san."

Daiuna's facial muscles were as hard as zombies, and Dosan seemed to be able to hear his gentle tone from his voice, but this face only showed a slight tremor twice.

"Please come with me, you also heard a rough idea just now, and you must be careful not to use spiritual pressure in the near future. Later, I'll immediately apply to Team 13, and team 13 should send a medical unit to deal with it today. ”

Hanyu's problems are quite serious.

Not to mention Daosan's background and talent, even if he is an ordinary student, Daiwoona will apply for it.

……

On the other side, Mitsui Sang, who returned to the admissions office, was powerless to coordinate the follow-up registration work.

He didn't know if he had made a meritorious contribution or made a mistake today.

But there is one important point, when he faced Michizo before, he seemed to show a certain impatience.

Damn it.

Mitsui-san, who was standing at the front of the team with an expressionless face, pinched his thigh fiercely, it was too gaffe.

I was still under too much pressure from the three captains, otherwise how could such a good opportunity to please be missed so easily.

"Mr. Mitsui." There were staff members close to Mitsui's ears and whispering around him.

Mitsui-san nodded, it's not a special thing, it's just that the recruits are full.

Not to mention the faculty of the Mao Spiritual Academy, there are a number of shallow fights.

Naturally, there is a quota for enrollment every year, which is a common thing.

The students at the back of the line, it's a pity.

However, in terms of attitude, you are not as motivated as the students at the front.

Boring.

Mitsui-san got up, and the next thing was some clichés, instead of wasting time here, it was better to think about how to please that young master Hanyu.

And when he got up and shook his head, Mitsui-san's eyes straightened.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Hinosaki, your psychological quality does not meet the requirements of our Mao Spiritual Academy for the time being."

The staff was quite apologetic and bent over and over again.

Hinosaki's gaze was blank, and his body leaned back uncontrollably, taking a step back.

He has been preparing for so long and working hard for so long, in exchange for such a result, which makes him a little unbearable when he is still young.

But it's also true that Hinosaki laughed at himself, his mentality was indeed too bad.

"Excuse me." Hinosaki's gaze was glazed and he bent down, turned his head and walked away.

With his experience and age, this blow was enough for him to reminisce for a while.

"Wait a minute." Mitsui-san trotted over to Hinosaki and waved his hand to the previous staff to step back.

"You ......"

He still remembered that this was the one who took Hanyu Michizo, who seemed to be very powerful, and Hinosaki's eyes couldn't help but show a glint of hope.

Stopping Hinosaki, Mitsui-san scolded himself again, if it wasn't for his unconscious glance just now, if it wasn't for some characteristics of this young man, he almost missed it again.

Mitsui-san was respectful and slightly flattering, "Young man, do you know the third young master of Hanyu Dao?" ”

Really......

Hinosaki smiled bitterly, even if he wanted to enter the Mao Spiritual Academy again, he would not be ashamed to such a point, "I'm sorry, but Hanyu and I just met." ”

Afraid that this gentleman would misunderstand, Hinosaki also added, "We happened to be together when we were in line." ”

I just met......

Mitsui-san was a little disappointed, "Okay, Yamada, give this ......"

Mitsui-san waved his hand to call the staff and glanced at Hinosaki again.

Hinosaki comprehended, his heart began to beat faster, and his lips were dry, "My name is Hinosaki Shubing." ”

"Oh, Yamada, you lead Mr. Hinosaki to the freshman classroom." Mitsui-san waved his hand, unwilling to look at Hinosaki again.

Although this Hinosaki and Mr. Hanyu may be people of two worlds later.

But what if!

Many of his students in the same period had talents comparable to or even better than themselves, and after graduation, they could not enter the death queue, so they all went to become the retainers of those lower-level nobles.

Why can he stay in the academy and still manage more than a dozen people under his hands?

There's always nothing wrong with being prepared.

……

In the third class, the flower arrangement class of Captain Broken Bee began.

It doesn't matter if the flowers will be inserted or not, anyway, a captain is here, and the people below just applaud is enough.

The focus of the broken bee is also the spiritual pressure of the group of students below, which is noteworthy, and even said that there are only two that can be seen.

The most talented, a blonde teenage girl dressed in a distinctly offbeat outfit.

The secret mobile book also has the function of protecting the nobles, and she still knows the head of the Xia Dalu family.

At least at the vice-captain level in the future, but unfortunately, she should be in the sixth team.

The watermelon head next to her also has the potential to grow into a Xi official.

The rest of these, maybe a certain one was lucky enough to become a god of death, and he stayed up for a hundred years without sacrifice, and he might be able to mix up to the level of Xi Guan.

Compared to the Tao Trinity, this group of people is simply compared to the light of fireflies compared to the Big Bang of the universe.

"Report."

The familiar voice came to mind at the door, and the students' eyes turned to look at the arrogant latecomer, and then they all took out the Lingting Communication, and their eyes were compared back and forth between Captain Broken Bee and the young man.

The latest headline Crushed Bee certainly knows.

She can't help but know that she has used a picture for more than ten consecutive issues.

Looking at the glowing little eyes of the students, the broken bee was inexplicable, and the white neck began to turn red, the seven orifices were steaming outward, the snake braid was curled back, and the hand was tightly clutched at the hem.

I'm not familiar with him, I'm not familiar with him, I'm not familiar with him.

Dao San touched his head inexplicably, thinking that the girl captain didn't hear it, mainly because dozens of eyes from the class fell on him, which made Dao San a little embarrassed, "Report." ”

"I'm not familiar with you."