"Sister Ranju, you eat more."

Dao San made a whole table of twelve dishes that he was best at.

There are cold and hot, spicy and sweet, just in terms of sight and taste, it is a feast.

Forget about the dishes, after all, she Matsumoto Ranju is not a person who is lazy to eat.

But in front of Ranju, there are seven pots of wine with different flavors, all of which are new versions of the ship that I have never seen.

There is a faint sweetness in the different stimuli, and most of the brewing processes in the Corpse Soul Realm are completely different.

Are these something I can enjoy with the captain on my back?

Winemaking is a delicate task that cannot be easily completed in a short period of time, and most of it is blended by Dao San on the basis of the original fine wine.

This money was even borrowed from a classmate by Dao San with a lower face.

Ranju held the chicken leg in her mouth, and the meat in her mouth had not yet been swallowed, so she raised the wine jug and took a sip, she had never cooked such a rich meal in her life.

"Slow down, Sister Ranju, drink more." Dao San poured a full cup for Ranju and almost fed it to her mouth, "Also, do you have a lot of documents that have not been approved, please be sure to send them to me." ”

This made Ranju panic, what's going on, tired Daosan?

"Otherwise, we'll rest for a few days, and I'll give the papers to the captain's bastard."

"No, please leave it to me, I don't feel well with a few fewer documents a day."

Loved, loved.

Such a good child, don't call me aunt, I will agree to call me mother.

You're the next captain of the Juban team, and no one can stop me.

A few glasses of wine entered the stomach, and the cheeks of the chrysanthemum were red, and the eyes were blurred.

Dao San continued to quietly pour wine for Ranju and lowered his head, "Sister Ranju, if I did something sorry for you, would you forgive me?" ”

"Forgive, forgive."

Ranju waved his hand indifferently, where to find such a good brother, you are with Yin, and I forgive you.

That's good.

poured another glass of wine for Ranju, and Dao San felt a little better in his heart.

'I'm sorry, Aunt Ranju, I'm sorry, Uncle Yixin, I was forced, but you have to remember that even if I am in the second team, my heart is still with you. ’

……

Leaving Aunt Ranju alone in the dormitory, Dao San prepared to go to class.

When he left, he packed some leftovers for the golden retriever who lent him money.

But he didn't take a few steps, and on a small road, a bald guy with a sword and a middle-of-the-road man holding a vanity mirror blocked Daosan's path.

"Yo, that's good luck." The bald guy greeted him happily.

The face was vaguely blurry, but the head that glittered in the sunlight was recognized by Michizo.

Eleven teams, spotted corners.

Seeing the person in front of him, Dao San had a nameless anger in his heart, burning brightly.

I reviewed so many documents by myself, and many of them were beaten by members of the 11th team.

The guy in front of him, called Madara, beat up Maeda Sanxi even more.

Phew, what big Maeda three seats.

It was his own chief, his brotherly brother.

Such a good captain's subordinates, you are actually willing to bully?

My sense of justice has nowhere to put it!

Dao San's angry gaze startled the two of them.

But.

Just right.

"Stretch it out, Oni Lantern Maru!" With a half-arched body, the hilt of the slashing knife merged with the scabbard to form a spear, "Pull out your sword, Hanyu Michizo." ”

The opponent personally selected by the captain for him, just thinking about it, he was excited all night, and he would never encounter this kind of opportunity in his life!

And the next scene that happened, a corner of which he never expected, would require him to spend his whole life to heal.

But in the face of his own battle request, the white-eyed imp on the other side smiled contemptuously and showed a very uncomfortable expression in the corner.

"Draw a knife?" Michizo raised his chin, "According to the joint law of the Thirteenth Team and the Forty-sixth Chamber, drawing a knife from a colleague can be judged to seven days in prison and up to death. ”

That afternoon, after betraying the revolution, Michizo returned to the staff dormitory.

Guilty, overnight, Dosan memorized all the legal texts and processed more than a hundred documents at the same time.

It wasn't until this time that Dao San knew how stupid a guy who fought at every turn was.

There is no point in cultivating or anything.

Well?

One corner straightened up, holding the ghost lamp pill.

He couldn't imagine that he would say such a thing in the face of his own challenge.

The bow on the side also dropped his jaw in shock, "I now seem to know why the captain would be kind enough to give up his opponent to you." ”

For the first time, he was stunned by Daosan's words, but he immediately reacted, if he talked about the law, he would not be the third leader among the robbers.

The ghost lantern pill stretched out and pointed at the door of Daosan's head, "Are you kidding me?" ”

"You do it, I'm not going to fight back."

Hanyu Michizo stretched out his hands very blessly, and the angry corner of the gun went straight forward, I don't believe that your kid will be willing to be poked to death by me directly.

But the two didn't expect that with the action of the corner, Dao San actually lay directly on the ground.

Didn't you meet him?

The corner of the man was numb, and for the first time, he felt that fighting was such a troublesome thing.

"Daosan, Daosan, what's wrong with you?"

Mitsui-san, a medical guard of Daosan, was carrying an improved version of the medical kit, but he didn't expect that he had just met Daosan's classmate and accidentally bumped into a murder scene.

"No, I didn't even touch him!"

Seeing Daosan's weak face, even a corner was a little unconfident, was it yesterday that he cut the big void, and he hasn't turned back to today.

Mitsui-san is about to cry, if Hanyu Michizo really dies here, he will be at least a person who has been driven to Soul Street by the abolition of spiritual power.

When he thought of this, he didn't care who the other party was.

"Dao San is still just a child, the murderer is a spotted corner, stop your atrocities, I have already reported to the adults of the team."

Holding the ghost lamp pill in one corner, he couldn't say anything, especially seeing that the other party actually used the Lingzi compensator for first aid on Daosan's body.

Isn't it just a moment ago, this guy Ghost Lantern Pill inserted three times without permission?

After all, it's normal for some strange phenomena to occur.

"Madara, you are suspected of attacking and killing your colleagues, please put down your weapons, otherwise, we will see you as a rebel in the Corpse Soul Realm."

A moment later, the Grim Reapers, who were stationed at the Academy, stood opposite the two in a corner.

……

Since the fireworks bombed his students into the sky two days ago, Vice Dean Daiuna said that he would not let the two of them teach again.

This bald head is really eyeless.

The two sisters are the famous mentors who taught Hanyu Michizo.

At this time, two uninvited guests came to the dean's office.

"Good morning, Miss Kurazuru."

"It's an unexpected rarity, you're not dead yet, a text."

The person who came was the head of the Tsunaya Dynasty, the captain of the Mao Yoshisoul Noble Guard Team at the time, and the vice-captain Ichimaru Gin, who had just been transferred from the Goban team.

Ichishu unexpectedly maintained considerable restraint on the empty crane, and unceremoniously pulled out a document from his arms.

"I hope you can sign it, as the head of the Mao Spiritual Academy."

Kuzuru glanced slightly, his pupils rippling, "You're really a madman. ”

Immediately after that, the empty crane stretched it out with both hands, and he was about to tear up the document.

"Kuzuru, don't you want to know who killed your father and the previous head of the Shiba family?"

"What did you say?" The vulture grabbed the collar of a letter.

The empty crane lowered his head and tugged at the two corners of the document with a trembling body.

"Kuratsuru, if you shred my papers, the secret will rot in my stomach."

"Sister." The rock eagle let go of his hand and turned his head to look eagerly at the crane.

"Rock Vulture, stand down and get out of here." The empty crane covered his face, and the whole person looked like a volcano about to erupt.

"But, sister."

"Stand down!"

The rock vulture stomped his foot angrily, glanced at the text deadly, and broke down the door with a "bang" sound.

Kong Crane first sat back in his place, pressed the somewhat wrinkled document with his hand, leaned back in the chair, and looked at a text with unblinking eyes, "You guy, do you want to subvert the Lingting Court?" ”

"It's not that serious." Yiwen smiled confidently, "I'm just taking back what our five nobles should get." ”

Kuragu signed her name at the bottom of the paper, though she knew what the impact would be on her doing so.

"I hope you'll be held accountable for what you say."

"Of course, I swear in the name of Tsunayo, and everything I say next is what I have seen with my own eyes."

Tsunayo smiled confidently, "I believe that we have never been enemies, and the murderer of your father is ......"