"Xianyu, how are you?" Tezuka wrapped one hand around Senyu's waist and the other around the back of her head, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

"It's okay if you're okay," Xian Yu said weakly, revealing a faint smile.

Tezuka lovingly brushed her long hair stained with dust and stones, and her heart seemed to be shattered. When he saw two wings, one black and one white, hanging behind Immortal Feather, he understood what was going on here.

Tezuka let go of the hand that was brushing the back of Immortal Feather's head, and a spirit condensed in his palm. He knew what Xian Yu needed, and even if he couldn't make her fully recover, it would alleviate some of her pain.

"No, I'm fine," Xian Yu gasped as he pushed away the Reiko that Tezuka had sent to him, "You still have something to do. The City of Desolate Words, the City of Desolate Words has opened its gates and entered the Spirit King's Palace."

Tezuka was silent for a long time, "I've done my best. Now it's not my problem alone, it's a matter of death, and I can't solve anything alone."

"Silence, listen to me." Xian Yu's face was full of affection, "I know you don't worry about me, but I'm really fine. The city of Desolate Whispers has invaded not only the present world, but also the Corpse Soul Realm and the Void Circle. Don't you find that no one has come to stop the Chosen one until now? They...... It's up to you."

This doesn't need to be said by Xianyu, Tezuka's heart has long been clear. No matter what this Hayami Phantom wanted to do, he was now only one step away from success. And Tezuka, who is far behind, how can he catch up with him.

"Yo, you guys are ......" A boundary gate suddenly lit up beside the two of them, and several soul butterflies swayed out of it. The ones who came were none other than the Grim Reaper of the Corpse Soul Realm, namely Kyoraku Harusui and his vice-captain Ise Nanao, Ukitake Shishiro, and Captain Yamamoto. And Tsukishima followed them, still tightly tied.

"It's really been a vicious battle," Kyoraku Harusui glanced around cursoryly, and then his gaze stayed on Tezuka, "Fortunately, you informed the Corpse Soul Realm in advance and drove away the humans in this world, otherwise it would be difficult to solve the problem."

Tsukishima stepped forward in a daze, and it was not Tezuka and Senyu who attracted his attention, but Murano, who had fallen to the side.

"You did that?" Tsukishima was incredulous, staring at Tezuka and then at Senyu.

"Did you do it, I asked?" His voice was a few decibels higher, and he wanted to rush forward but was stopped by Jingle Chunshui.

"I did it," Tezuka admitted, his face unchanged, "Murano is on the side of the Chosen One, and she used her abilities on me, so I can only do it to her."

Tsukishima fell to his knees with a "poof", unable to free himself with his hands tied behind his back, so he could only lean his head close to Senyu to determine if she was still alive.

A few hours ago, on the eve of Operation Architus, Murano had approached Tsukishima.

"Do what?" Tsukishima still doesn't treat her very well.

"I know you won't believe anything I say, but I still want to say that I don't know if I'll be alive after this time." Murano bit his lip, "I don't want you and me to misunderstand like this."

Tsukishima clasped his hands in his pockets and didn't say a word. In fact, when he heard Murano say this, Tsukishima suddenly regretted it. When he first pulled Murano into Arayu City, he could have found an opportunity to get Murano out of here, and then he could casually report to Hayami Phantom that he had no time to manage Murano who escaped because of the battle, and there would be no problem. Her abilities are completely irrelevant to these deadly battles, and bringing her back by yourself is basically the same as taking her to the grave.

Tsukishima's personality is reluctant to think about the gains and losses, and he feels that they are all meaningless. Looking at the entire Absurd City, the one he is most familiar with happens to be Murano. In this way, Tsukishima, who was originally suspicious of her, felt a little more indescribable, and he felt that if Murano died, it must be because of himself.

"When I was in your heart, I saw two images." Murano's eyes were filled with sadness, "Do you know why I didn't tell you?"

Tsukishima frowned, he told himself over and over again in his heart that Murano also had intentions in saying this.

"Except for a group of people who can't see each other eating Tezuka-san, another picture is

It's you." Murano's words revealed sympathy, "You are in school, surrounded by classmates, including Tezuka-san, and me. Everyone was talking and laughing, and they were very happy."

A string in Tsukishima's heart snapped.

"In that picture, there is no void, no death, just a normal classroom, a normal student." Murano paused, and she also mustered up the courage to say, "This is the life you want, right?"

"Heh," Tsukishima's eyes reddened, "I told you what I thought, don't try to lie to me with such a statement again."

"You still think so," Murano was very disappointed, "Well, if I'm still alive after this battle, you'll treat me as a liar." If I die, then what I'm saying is true."

It seemed that a hand held his heart and kept kneading, "I remember that you are going to this world, right?"

"Well," Murano nodded, "Tezuka-san, I can only contain it."

"You can't go," the Tsukishima ghost messenger said. In his current opinion, even if Murano deceived herself, even if she had other intentions, she didn't get to the point of using her life to prove her innocence.

Murano smiled miserably, "I'll be fine, Tezuka-san won't hurt me."

"You bastard!" Tsukishima roared, the blue veins on his forehead bulging, and the corners of his eyes dripping with bloody tears, "What does this have to do with the previous time, are you going to hurt everyone around you again?"

Tezuka looked at the several Captain Reaper, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Tsk," Jing Le Chunshui pressed the hat, "It's too late to talk about these children's love affairs later." What about Phantom Boss Hayami?"

Fairy Feather stretched out his finger in a direction with all his might. There was a ruin of the collapse of the building, and several figures were lying in it, covered in blood.

"That's ...... One night in the Four Maple Temple?" Ukitake Shishiro's eyes were sharp, and at a glance he saw the unconscious figure in the pothole in the center.

"Oh, you really don't let me rest old man," the old man in a white trench coat and crutches stood up from the stone slab and tapped his shoulder with grinned teeth, "I'm too old to catch up with you hairy boys."

"I've seen Phantom Division." Captain Yamamoto's beard trembled slightly, visibly suppressing his anger.

"Go up," the old man smiled, "but in the morning, my lord asked me to entertain you well."