Senju Makoto raised his eyes, and the gentle and seemingly encouraging expression of Uno Hanari came into view, as if encouraging Senju Makoto to do something stressful or offensive.

No, it's not!

Senju Makoto suddenly hit a stirring spirit in his heart, and he completely understood.

I'm afraid this is the black-bellied U Zhihua teacher, who subconsciously said when he began to liquidate his good feelings!

Once you really accidentally do something rude, Uno Hana-sensei has an excuse to punish herself!

So, the only thing I can do now is ...... Abide by the red line as a disciple and obey the teacher of Uno Hana......

"Yes...... Teacher, I get ......"

Under the gaze of the gentle-eyed Mao Zhihualie, Senju Makoto's voice trembled a little, and then slowly untied the death overlord costume on his body......

Gradually, a slightly flustered and gentle voice sounded in the room of the flower of the Uno Flower.

"Ya Yan, teacher, I'm not hurt there!"

"Makoto, this is also to avoid the existence of overlooked dark wounds, so further inspection."

"Ah~ Teacher, flow...... Bleeding, the wound is bleeding again......"

"It's okay, I did it on purpose, and Makoto didn't want to leave any ugly scars on this beautiful body, so this is also for treatment."

"Hiss~ Teacher, it hurts!"

"Please bear with me, Makoto, it will be over soon."

"Old ...... Teacher, please be gentle......"

"Don't worry, Makoto, you are my most beloved disciple."

After a while, the door of the room slowly opened, his chest was wrapped in bandages, his forehead was sweating, and he walked a little vainly Senju Makoto walked out with his hands on the wall, and then walked back towards his room with light steps.

Everything that just happened...... It's torture!!

In the slightly gloomy room, as a pure young man, he had to take off his coat under the pressure of a very beautiful royal sister, and while sticking to the bottom line, he was "gently" treated by the royal sister who was close at hand.

And in this case, Senju Makoto must always maintain his character in front of Uno Hanari, and dare not show the slightest offensive thoughts and instincts, which is undoubtedly a torment and torture.

This is the same as when a man goes to private health care, there is a black-bellied daughter-in-law with a kitchen knife standing next to you, staring at you the whole time, just waiting for you to come out with some little horns, just have a reason to swing the knife!

'U no Flower Flame...... It's definitely not that you don't know your charms...... She's definitely just trying to find a suitable excuse to punish herself......'

It's just that the scene of Mao Zhihua Lie's "Eighty-Eight Breaking the Dao Flying Dragon Attack Thief Heaven-shaking Thunder Cannon" directly annihilating Yachukas is still vivid, and Senju Cheng knows very well that he will never be able to do it with only an extremely spiritual index finger.

So...... Senju Makoto can only forcibly endure, endure, endure......

By now, Senju Cheng has even begun to feel that the bald head in the corner of the eyes is faintly a little clear-eyed, and it seems that it is not impossible......

'No, no!! ’

Senju Makoto gritted his teeth and swore viciously in his heart.

'U no Hua Lie, you remember to me, sooner or later I will definitely take revenge so fiercely...... Repay your ...... Give you a treatment that you will never forget!! ’

When Senju Makoto climbed back to his bed with difficulty, he almost felt that his whole body was weak, but his spirit was unusually excited.

And at this moment, Senju Makoto suddenly felt that in the air in front of him, there was an open-minded aristocratic big sister slowly floating by......

'It can't be a hallucination, right?' ’

But despite this, Senju Makoto's gaze still subconsciously followed the seemingly unreal aristocratic big sister who slowly turned, and her appearance seemed to be getting clearer and clearer.

Dressed in a purple gorgeous costume, with long black hair lying on top of his head in a dignified manner, except for his eyes wrapped in black belts, his exposed nose and mouth are quite delicate, and most importantly, ...... The broad-mindedness of the U-no-hana-sama is generously revealed.

Immediately, the phantom of the noble big sister suddenly approached Qianju Cheng a lot, and her open mind was almost close at hand, and then ...... It moved up and down, attracting Senju's gaze.

The next moment, a rather sharp voice came into Senju's ears.

"Ahh You little ghost, it's amazing that you can really see me......"

As soon as these words came out, Senju Makoto's eyes suddenly cleared, looking at the mouth of the aristocratic big sister who was talking.

Not an illusion!

Immediately, Senju Makoto stepped back a little, away from the snow white that blocked his vision, and carefully looked at the aristocratic big sister in front of him who was chattering and expressing surprise.

Reiko?!

After careful identification, Senju Makoto was shocked to find that the aristocratic big sister in front of him, who was between half-truths and half-truths, was actually a phantom composed of the faint spiritual pressure emitted by the spirit son in the air.

"Who are you?" Senju asked.

"Rain and dew."

Yulu Zhe Liu reported his name very dryly, and then said with high spirits.

"Senju Makoto, don't be nervous, I'm not hostile at all, it's just that it's rare to find someone who can see me in a non-physical situation, which is undoubtedly quite a surprise to me."

Senju Makoto was slightly startled and asked. "How do you know my name?"

"Of course, I will know that everything that happens in the entire Silent Soul Court is very clear to me, because my master has combined himself with the spirit son of the entire Silent Soul Court through my ability." Yulu Zheliu spoke very quickly, without concealing it at all.

？！

Senju Makoto.

Oneself...... Completely united with the Meditation Garden?

For a moment, hearing this astonishing fact, Senju Makoto almost instinctively had huge doubts.

Identity, purpose, threat level......

However, Senju Makoto did not suspect that the rain and dew in front of him were lying, because ...... I had indeed observed that the spirit son inside the Silent Spirit Court was exuding a faint spiritual pressure, which was undoubtedly as weird as being able to sense life fluctuations from inorganic matter!

Senju asked vigilantly. "So, you're a sword? So who is your master? ”

"My master? I don't know if you've heard the name of the eighth generation of Sword Eight Mole Castle Shuangya. Yulu Zheliu asked.

"Nope." Senju Makoto shook his head.

Yulu replied. "That's a pity, my master, Mole Chengshuang, is now imprisoned in the Infernal Hell at the bottom of the underground prison, and if you have a chance to be imprisoned, you may not be able to meet my master."

？？？

Who wants to be imprisoned?

The Infernal Hell is imprisoned by the most heinous people in the history of the Corpse Soul Realm, once you enter it, it means that you will be abandoned by the Corpse Soul Realm and sink forever in the dust of history!

As far as Senju Makoto knows, after the defeat of Aizen Sosuke in the original plot, he was sentenced to be imprisoned in Infernal Hell in 18800!!

He's meowing, and there's a whole thing??

You must know that the history of the entire Jingling Court is only a few thousand years, and the thirteenth team of the Guardian Court has been established for about a thousand years, what is the difference between 18800 and Never Superborn, Senju Cheng doesn't want to go to the Infernal Hell in advance and wait for Aizen Yusuke to come over and play poker.