"A hundred machines?" Minister Jiro was stunned and gave up struggling, "The swastika of the hundred machines is obviously called the ghost line of the hundred machines, what is the heavenly work of the hundred machines?"

"Vice-Captain of the Sparrows!" The shooting range is on the sidelines trying to escape this strange swastika, but the body is already trapped in it and can't get out. The gray-white liquid beneath him looked like water, but it was firmly attached to his body and could not move at all.

A hint of confusion flashed across Captain Yamamoto's face, "That's not what you know."

Yedu slowly stood up with his chest clutched, and there was a scorch mark on the placket of his chest that slanted from the bottom up, obviously the blow that had just flowed like fire.

"Solution?" The night was dripping with a gray-white liquid formed by hundreds of machines, "You never really knew me, like my knife."

A hundred years ago, in the Silent Soul Garden, in the Ichiban team building, there were three young people standing in front of the young Captain Yamamoto, who were Kyoraku Harusui, Ukitake Shishiro and Night Shadow. At that time, a few people were really much younger than they are now.

"It's been a while since you were my student," Captain Yamamoto's sharp gaze slowly swept over the three teenagers, "I've taught you a lot of things too, now I'll tell you what you think."

"What do you think?" The young Jingle Chunshui yawned, "Speaking of which, don't we also help the old man of the mountain to share a lot of pressure, and sometimes you are too busy, isn't it also us who come forward......

"Kyoraku!" Ukitake Shishiro gently tugged at the sleeve of Kyoraku Harusui's coat and snatched the words from his mouth, "Thanks to Yamamoto-sensei's teaching, we are now ......."

"Poof," Ye covered his mouth as he noticed that everyone was looking at him, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you go on, I'll just listen."

Captain Yamamoto looked at the cynical Night Capital, "Night Shadow, I remember that you usually seem to like to drill into the Wandering Soul Street, so let's talk about what you've seen there."

Yedu looked indifferently at Captain Yamamoto not far away, and looked directly into his eyes without fear, "As the captain, you don't know, right?" He figured it out as soon as his eyes rolled, "Oh, you're asking me to tell Jingle and Ukitake, right, you two are young masters who haven't been to Xiliu Soul Street." As he spoke, he grabbed the shoulder of Ukitake Shishiro, and the relationship seemed to be extremely close.

"West Soul Street?" Jing Le Chunshui looked puzzled, "Isn't that the Wandering Soul Street after the seventyth, it is said that it is not surprising what happened there, and the Wandering Souls inside have gone crazy......

"You've really been to that kind of place?" Ukitake Shishiro was shocked, he couldn't understand why he had to go there to find excitement when he had been staying well in the Silent Spirit Garden.

"Ah, you're really interested in that." He seemed to have known that exposing this matter in their eyes would attract discussion, "Jingle said that they are crazy, and I agree with that. But sometimes you can see the real humanity from the madman, and the duel there is really not until you live or die."

"Such a dangerous place," Ukitake Shishiro said worriedly, after all, he and Yadu had been classmates for many years, and several of them had long been close friends, "What are you doing there?"

Yato chuckled and still carried Ukitake's shoulder, stretched out his hand and swept it around, and finally his index finger rested on the head of the finch minister Jiro behind Captain Yamamoto, "There's madness there's something you've never experienced before, and that taste is so good for me."

"Hey, boy!" At this time, Minister Jiro was also very young, and the mustache on his mouth was still black. He looked annoyed by Yato's rudeness, "Did Captain Yamamoto teach you what respect is?"

"I'm sorry, Vice-Captain." Yedu raised his hands in surrender, but he chuckled lightly on his face, "Look at you are too serious to make a joke, don't take it too seriously."

"Have you ever experienced a deathmatch on Wandering Soul Street?" Captain Yamamoto didn't care about the unreasonable troubles of the night, but threw out a very explosive topic.

"What!" As soon as he heard this, Ukitake Shishiro, who was on the side, couldn't stand still, and before Yedu could answer, he stood in front of him with a worried face, "Death match is a duel that costs your own life, you are crazy at night!"

The smile on Yedu's face finally dissipated a little, and he didn't reply positively

In response to Ukitake Shishiro's question, he looked past him and looked at Captain Yamamoto, "You even know this."

"I'm asking you what to say," Ukitake Shishiro looked unrelenting, he didn't want anything to happen to his friend, "Have you really experienced a deathmatch on Soul Street?"

"Of course not," the night haha, returning to his previous unrestrained expression, "Why, I'm just watching the excitement at most." Don't worry, I won't do such a stupid thing." He comforted Ukitake Shishiro, but his eyes turned to Captain Yamamoto.

"That's good," Ukitake Shishiro's face finally relaxed when he heard Yato say this.

"Night?" Back to the present, the night capital Cangying had just used the swastika of the hundred machines to trap the three of them in place, but he didn't want a familiar voice to sound at this time.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye raised his hand to the side where the sound came, and the splashed liquid condensed into a sword-like shape, striking at the side at a speed that cut through space.

I only heard the sound of a few swords colliding, "This is really, you have the courage to face the old man of the mountain."

The night raised his head and his eyes were sharp. In the porch position, it is none other than Kyoraku Harusui and Ukitake Shishiro, as well as the vice-captain Ise Nanao and the captured Tsukishima Imak Kenji.

With a terrifying gaze at the night, Tsukishima was shocked, and his feet unconsciously took half a step back.

"Tsukishima, did you fail in your mission to contain the other Grim Reapers?" At this time, the hem of Yedu's clothes has completely merged with the surrounding liquid, or the liquid all over the ground is the hem of his clothes.

"I'm sorry," Tsukishima's forehead was oozing with sweat, and he didn't dare to look directly at Yedu's gaze, so he had to lower his head.

"Captain!" Komamura's left formation rushed into the Ichiban team from outside the team building, and he couldn't believe what he saw in front of him, "Traitor! How dare you do such a thing to the captain!"

"Commander of the Night!" The three truths of the Fox Kyaukji Temple followed behind the left formation of Komamura, and they were also shocked when they saw this scene. In her eyes, there was no way anyone would force the night to do this. Originally, she and Komamura Left Formation were involved in front of the team building of the Ichiban team, but who knew that a shocking fire suddenly ignited in the team building. And the left formation of Komamura, which he was facing, immediately interrupted the battle with him, and rushed into the team building of the Ichiban team without looking back.

"Okay, come on," ripples splashed on the water centered on the night capital, "Now that we're all here, let's get rid of you all together!" As he shouted loudly, several sword lights flashed around him, and the entire team building collapsed in an instant.