A life of meritorious deeds starting from Thunderbolt

To the south of the Seireitei, the third team of the Gotei Thirteenth Team is stationed.

The third team's responsibility is to cultivate emerging talents and also perform educational duties.

Today, it was rare that there were no trainings and courses in the past. The young men and women in the third team were both happy and nervous.

Tomorrow will be the annual detachment ceremony. This is the sixth one since Jinglingting.

After tomorrow, one thousand members of the third team will be divided into the other twelve teams and officially participate in various tasks of the Gotei Thirteen Team.

This time, there are 1,000 places, including 225 in liberal arts and 775 in martial arts. This is nearly 30% less than in previous years.

The entire third team has a total of more than 38,000 members, which is the largest number among the Gotei 13 teams. Every year, the third team also regularly recruits children with innocent wealth to continuously cultivate talents.

"Sister Mu, have you decided which of the Gotei Thirteen teams to go to?" In the station, a group of girls gathered in a circle and chattered about tomorrow's team division ceremony.

Mu Ziying stood in the center of the circle, looked at Zhong Ying who was looking at her beside her, and said with a faint smile: "Huh? I've already decided."

"Let me guess! With Sister Mu's strength, she must choose Team 11!" At this time, a girl gathered around said loudly.

"No, no, why do you have to go to a combat unit like Team 11? And the captain of Team 11 looks so scary!" A frail little girl immediately raised objections.

"How can it be scary? It's obviously powerful and domineering! Lord Dongfang Dingli always stands on the front line of life and death, and Team 11 also fights for the peace of Jinglingting. They are the real heroes!" said the girl with red tassels.

With little stars twinkling in his eyes, the hero's light is always so eye-catching.

"No, I should choose the twelfth team. The captain of the twelfth team, Ah Lian, is also a woman. I think she will be easy to get along with..."

"I think the tenth team is also pretty good!"

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Gradually, the topic changed from which team Mu Ziying should choose to which team is better. Gradually, the topic went sideways.

"Huh? Wait, where is Sister Mu?" After noisy for a long time, everyone realized that Mu Ziying was gone.

Mu Ziying left silently and walked outside the station alone. It was getting late and she had to go back.

"Huh? It's him." The figure in the field of vision at the entrance of the station made Mu Ziying frown, and her original cheerful mood also disappeared a lot.

"Hahaha, Aying, you are here!" In front of the door, the heroic Young Master Jin held red roses in his hands, posing in the most chic posture, showing his best side to Mu Ziying.

"Is something wrong?" Mu Ziying asked calmly.

"Of course it's okay, do you like it?" Mr. Jin's eyes were filled with affection as he handed the beautiful bouquet in his hand to the beauty in front of him.

"Just tell me if you have anything to say." Mu Ziying turned away and ignored the flowers in Master Jin's hand.

"Okay, okay," Master Jin smiled on his face, but he was scolding his mother in his heart. It has been two years, and this girl is still cold and indifferent to him. When did he, a beautiful man in Linfeng, receive such treatment!

"I just want to ask which one you are going to go to..." Before Master Jin could finish speaking, Mu Ziying interrupted directly.

"It has nothing to do with you, I'm leaving." Mu Ziying passed Master Jin and walked out.

"Well! She's just a prisoner's daughter, what's the air about her?!" As soon as Mu Ziying left, Master Jin suddenly became angry and was thrown off his face again and again. He also had a temper.

"Hmph!" Master Jin put the bouquet on his shoulder, turned around and left the station, "Master, I am very charming, and there are a lot of women waiting for my pity. The little girl named Mu doesn't know what is good or bad!"

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After throwing away Master Jin, Mu Ziying went to the street to buy some pastries to eat, and then walked quietly to the east gate of Lingling Court.

After exiting the north gate, we entered the prison area. Members of the ninth team responsible for guarding the prison were guarding the area along the way.

Mu Ziying was born and raised in the prison, and every member of the ninth team knew this little girl. Jun Moxie also issued a special order in the early years, allowing Mu Ziying to come and go freely, so no one blocked her for more than ten years.

she.

Mu Ziying reached the fifteenth floor of the prison without any obstruction. There were only two prisoners on the entire fifteenth floor, and one of them was her mother, Fa Yunzi.

"Old lady, I brought you the best sweet-scented osmanthus cake." When passing by Zi Gong Tonglin's stone chamber, Mu Ziying kindly placed a bag of cakes on the stone table in the stone chamber.

"Okay, okay, A Ying is interested, go back and see your mother." Zi Gong Tonglin smiled cheerfully. Nearly twenty years passed in the blink of an eye, and the little baby who was still in swaddling clothes at that time is now

It is slim and graceful.

"Mother, I'm back." After entering the cell that felt like home, Mu Ziying was enveloped in the warmth of home again.

"Hmm." Fa Yunzi sat in front of the stone table, flipping through books. After many years of prison life, he relied on these things to pass the time.

"Mother, tomorrow is the team division ceremony. I will definitely join the ninth team so that I can stay with my mother all the time." Mu Ziying said with a smile.

"Alas..." Fa Yunzi looked at his grown-up daughter before him and said with disappointment, "Well, it's better to stay in this prison all the time than to go straight into the rivers and lakes and fight all day long."

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Early the next morning, all the men and horses of the third team had gathered at the martial arts field where the third team was stationed.

This day is a major event for the Gotei 13. During the division ceremony, all the heads of the thirteen teams will be present to select the team members who agree with their requests.

"Ahem," on the high platform, a frail scholar dressed as a scribe appeared in everyone's sight. He was the captain of the third team, Lonely Hou.

It is said that this sickly-looking scholar came here on his own, and was later assigned the position of captain of the third team to teach and educate by the Lord of the Jingling Court. However, rather than being called captain, he preferred to be called sir.

Since Lonely Hou took over the third team, the development of the third team has skyrocketed, providing tens of thousands of talents to Jinglingting over the past few years.

As time passed, the leaders of the thirteen armies arrived one after another.

Shun Fang, the vice-captain representing the first team, is a middle-aged man with disheveled hair. It is said that he can write well?

Ren Youfa, the captain representing the second team and the ninth team; Zhang Zhiyou, representing the fourth team; Feng Lingyun, representing the fifth team; Gongsun Yue, representing the eighth team and the thirteenth team; Dongfang Dingli, representing the eleventh team; representing the twelve teams, six

Ah Lian from Team 7 and Team 10.

It can be seen that the current Jingling Court still lacks the most important "captain" level figure. Especially the team that needs to focus on force.

Nowadays, one person is responsible for several teams. Among them, Ah Lian has four troops. They are all garrison troops. It can be said that he has real power.

"Hey, isn't the Lord coming?" After waiting for a long time, Lonely Hou still didn't see Jun Moxie. He looked at Shun Fang in confusion.

"The Lord left yesterday, saying he was going to meet old friends." Shun Fang said with cupped hands.

"So that's it," Lonely Marquis sighed inwardly. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to mention to Jun Moxie the plan of Jinglingting's power expansion. "Is it possible to avoid me on purpose? Ha, that shouldn't be the case.

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