"This is Tia Helibel, a compatriot who has just been disfigured by the influence of Broken Jade......" Lan Zhan introduced with interest, who knew that Bailegang on the side suddenly broke out, "Rude man, you dare to appear in front of the old man again, the previous grudge can't be written off now......

"Bellegon, sit down," Aizen interrupted the old man, "the black tea in front of you is about to get cold."

Balgaon's face was flushed with rage, and his beard trembled, perhaps worried about indigo or something, but he gritted his teeth and sat back on the bench, snorting angrily in his nose to express his displeasure.

"I don't have much to say to you, Bylegon." Helibel didn't even look at the other, "I'm just here to repay Lord Aizen for the favor I have bestowed upon us, and I'm not the same as an arrogant person like you."

"What did you say?" Bylegon slammed into the long table, and a crack stretched from under his fist to the perimeter of the long table, "Ignorant juniors, even dare to be arrogant!"

"Don't let me say it a second time, Ballegon." A violent spiritual pressure came from Aizen's body, and all the ten blades were more or less affected.

"Are you alright?" Heribel's eyes were always fixed on Soy Being, such a powerful spiritual pressure oppressed every broken face present, but Soy seemed to be nothing.

Soy didn't show much expression on his face, just reached out to wipe the blood oozing from the wound on his chest. How could he be okay, the spiritual pressure released by the blue dye made it difficult for him to move, "It has nothing to do with you."

"By the way, I'll introduce you." Aizen tapped on the table and withdrew the spiritual pressure, which gave the Ten Blades a chance to breathe, "Next to you is the Zero Blade, Soi Inmotel, who was a subordinate some time ago."

Helibel glanced at the Ten Blades present, and finally stared at Aizen with sapphire-like eyes, just looking at those crystal clear eyes made people feel a kind of heart-warming intoxication.

"Well, so be it," Aizen thought for a moment, raising an eyebrow, "Helibel takes Nilou's place as the thirtieth blade......

"Smack," he heard a crisp sound, and the black teacup that Noitra held in his hand was crushed by him.

"Do you have any opinions, Neutra." Aizen turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

The sound of grinding teeth came from Neutra's mouth, and his eyes seemed to burst into flames, "No, I don't have any opinion."

"Very well, then I'll move on." Aizen chuckled and didn't care about the performance of these broken faces, "Now Heribel is the thirtieth blade of the ten blades, and the power represented is "sacrifice". As for Familian......

As soon as Lan Zhan said this, several eyes instantly focused on him.

"Her spiritual pressure is no longer in the void, and no one knows her movements. I'm sorry, Ulquiola." Aizen said it lightly, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Ulquiora closed her eyes and half-bowed her head, "Yes, I know Lord Aizen."

Suo Yimu looked at this group of broken faces with evil intentions, and was about to open his mouth to reveal everything he knew, but was preempted by Ai Zhan, "Then the meeting will be here." Soy, don't be in a hurry to get rid of the Ten Blades, go out for a walk with Heribel, and take her to know the Void Night Palace, and this will be her home in the future."

"Listen to Lord Aizen, you want to break away from the Ten Blades?" Helibel walked side by side with Soy in the Void Night Palace, and after a long time, her voice broke the silence between the two.

"I evolved into Broken Mask only for the sake of Lord Familian." Soy didn't mind revealing to her, "Now that she's out of the void, I originally thought that after becoming the Ten Blades, I would have more power to use this position to get back Lord Familian."

"Well," Khribel heard the sadness in Soy's words, and looked up and sighed softly.

"But the Ten Blades are more of a restraint, and there are several eyes staring at me, both above and below." Soy was talking a lot, and for the first time someone could listen to his whining and nonsense like this, "It wasn't until I became the Ten Blades that I realized how much pressure Lord Familian had to bear to show a smile in front of me."

Helibel stopped talking,

Just listened silently.

"I always thought she didn't understand anything, needed protection, needed my company." Soy's expression looked a little painful, "Actually, she understands everything, she doesn't need protection, and the person who needs to be accompanied is actually me."

Hearing this, Helibel suddenly dodged and stood in front of Soy, blocking the other man's footsteps. Her eyes were like torches, and she reached out and slowly unlocked the zipper of her blouse.

The lower half of her face was covered with a mask like a beast or a demon.

"What do you think of my face-breaking appearance?" Helibel's eyes fluttered, and a hoarse voice came from behind the shattered mask.

Soy was just stunned, "It's not good, it's not bad, it's nothing special."

Helibel tilted her head slightly, as if not satisfied with his answer, and lifted her steps against Soy, almost touching the hilt of his chest.

In the eyes of outsiders, such a scene is very ambiguous. Helibel's chest was wrapped in only two pieces of bone armor, and the number was printed on her right chest, which contrasted with the bronze color under the plump roundness, which looked unique.

"Oh, you're interesting," a very shrill voice rang out, causing Soy's face to change and pull him over behind him.

"Why, the dog that can't even look down on his own master, now recognizes another master?" It was Neutra who spoke, leaning against a pillar on one side of the wall, his face full of sarcasm.

"You still dare to come to me," the enemy blushed at each other, "If it weren't for you, Lord Familian wouldn't have ......."

"Hahaha," Neutra laughed, "nothing Familian's, she's definitely dead if she's been left in the world." Speaking of which, this is also a dereliction of duty on your part as a subordinate officer, and it is not up to you to take responsibility first."

Soy gritted his teeth with hatred, he held the hilt of the knife in his chest with one hand, he dared to promise that if he pulled it out, he would definitely kill the empty-eyed faceless body in front of him on the spot.

Helibel took Soy in time, and she felt the spirit condense on Soy Thoy's body. "Don't be impulsive, if you make a move, Lord Aizen won't spare you."

"So what," Soy's eyes seemed to breathe fire, "he's the one responsible for all this. Even if I can't find Mistress Familian, killing him will avenge Mistress Familian."

"Let me come," Helibel stood in front of Soy, unable to read her face due to the cracks on her face.