As Lin Chuan’s strength rises, the way of trading is also changing.

Start with the start and then charge the price.

Until now, the first price is in the business.

This makes Lin Chuan’s transaction much easier.

There are many wishes that cannot be fulfilled immediately, and if the wishes are not fulfilled in the subsequent process, the price charged will be returned.

Matsumoto’s wishes have a longer timeline than Rukia’s.

There are more unstable factors, but Lin Chuan does not feel that he will not be able to finish.

The black knife weighs the heart, weighs the heart!

“What is this for?”

Matsumoto looked at the space where the four beasts were closed, scratching his head.

Inexplicably, what is it to release a high-level ghost path?

At this moment, with the continuous influx of Lin Chuan’s spiritual pressure, the ability of Broken Jade began to generate illusions accompanied by the tremor of the heart knife body.

Matsumoto was confused and saw Ichimaru Gin.

“Silver . . .”

Matsumoto called out, she probably knew it was an illusion.

The old people met happily, and the corners of Matsumoto’s mouth began to hang a smile.

But then, the transformation of the fantasy began to solidify the smile at the corner of her mouth.

Ichimaru Silver was killed by the blue dye indifferently through the heart.

Ichimaru Silver was cut off by Gengi Ken Hachi with a sinister smile.

The screen turns.

Matsumoto Chaju and Ichimaru Silver conquest against each other, and she “eight five seven” pierced Ichimaru Gin’s chest with a gray cat.

In a blur, Ichimaru’s bloody hand lifted slightly, as if he wanted to stroke Matsumoto’s hair.

But in the end, he was unable to let go.

“Chaoju, you won…”

Fragments of what could happen in the distant invisible future.

Weighing the heart is the last thing Matsumoto wants to see as the cornerstone of weighing the heart.

The picture is constantly changing in Matsumoto’s field of vision.

Ichimaru Silver died in a strange way.

But more, as Matsumoto worried.

Ichimaru Silver gave up resistance and died at her hands.

“Silver . . .”

Matsumoto’s hands trembled and were stained with blood.

The corners of Ichimaru Silver’s mouth overflowed with blood, and his silver-gray hair fluttered slightly, lying quietly on the ground.

“Nope!”

Matsumoto murmured.

“You shouldn’t die, and I don’t want you to die.”

Facing the void, Matsumoto closed his eyes.

“Enough, I have long expected these pictures, there is no need to release them…”

The void rippled and twisted, and the corner of her mouth dressed in a black dress evoked a sarcastic smile, she waved her hand, the picture disappeared, and the dark four beasts reappeared inside.

Lin Chuan looked at Matsumoto Chaoju, pity and indifference coexisted.

Every time he trades, Lin Chuan’s mind is more or less affected by his own satisfaction.

Mercy and indifference, the former is satisfactory, the latter is satisfied!

Matsumoto slowly opened his eyes and saw the faint silhouette of Lin Chuan in the pitch black.

“I said, if you can do it, you can do whatever you want, don’t joke…”

Matsumoto’s heart suddenly ignited a fire.

Originally, it was just a casual joke that you can do whatever you want, but it does not mean that you can play with the softness of people’s hearts at will.

No matter how strong you are?

This is the true portrayal of Matsumoto’s heart.

Because she didn’t believe what Lin Chuan said earlier, she didn’t know that Lin Chuan had the ability to make dreams come true.

All the intersection between the two lies in the conversation and laughter after drinking.

Swish!

After being satisfied, the intention is to conclude a karmic contract.

The red light turned into silk threads, one submerged into the depths of Lin Chuan’s sea of consciousness, and one drilled into Matsumoto’s mind.

Ruyi, like satisfied, has the ability to create illusions.

But the difference is that the trading conditions of the two Lin Chuan said that he wanted Matsumoto Chaoju.

Whether joking or not.

Matsumoto is clear that the body is good, and the mind is not.

If Lin Chuan can take it, take it.

That being the case, Ruyi certainly wouldn’t be polite.

The illusion experienced is replayed again.

In all the pictures, in the end, Lin Chuan can always do the divine weapon descending from the sky.

Ruyi also intimately put an aura on Lin Chuan’s figure.

Two golden fingers gently clamped the mirror flower water moon that Lan Dye pierced towards Ichimaru Silver’s chest.

The sneering Genmu Jianba was pressed into the ground by Lin Chuan’s hand.

Matsumoto Ranju personally pierced Ichimaru Silver’s chest, and a soft golden light radiated from Hayashi Chuan’s body, covering Ichimaru Silver’s wounds.

Ichimaru Gin’s eyes opened.

After every despair, there will be Lin Chuan’s golden figure to break through the despair.

His figure is always next to him, igniting the last ray of Matsumoto’s heart fire in fantasy after fantasy.

Help, help!

Like a god!

When the sadness faded and there was no strong concern, Lin Chuan’s figure was easily imprinted into Matsumoto’s mind.

This is a seed.

Because Matsumoto Ranju and Inoue Orihime are different.

Inoue Orihime turned out to be just a mortal, so brainwashed.

Matsumoto Chaju, however, is an adjutant-level Shinigami.

Born for so many years, I already have my own strong beliefs.

Happy behavior only planted a seed in her heart.

A seed of hope that Lin Chuan is everywhere and omnipotent.

In the area of the four beasts, darkness gradually returned.

The light of wishful thinking dims, and the contract is done.

Matsumoto’s eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Lin Chuan’s indifferent eyes gradually faded, and he stood with a smile.

“Lin… River! ”

An incomparably familiar and reassuring feeling came, and Matsumoto hesitated, calling tentatively.

Lin Chuan nodded.

“It’s me!” (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) )

With just two simple words, Matsumoto has a reliable feeling that the sky is falling, and someone is holding it.

And if you put it another way, it’s called trust.

Further development is faith.

Airplanes~

At this time, a slight spiritual pressure stimulation came from the outside of the four beast gates.

Lin Chuan frowned, is this someone coming?

Looking at Matsumoto Chaoju, Lin Chuan waved his hand and scattered the four beasts to plug the door.

Broken Bee met Lin Chuan’s eyes with a cold little face, and behind her, the masked Xing army surrounded the entire courtyard.

“Travel calamity, why did the Great Evening release the high-level ghost path in the Quiet Spirit Court?”

Crushed bees are not good-looking.

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai decided to truce, but her Xing army still patrolled the corpse soul realm.

I couldn’t help but see a high-level ghost road at the wine banquet.

But it didn’t scare the covert mobile units that patrolled the night to death.

During the wine banquet, so many vice-captain-level gods of death fell, what really happened.

The mid-range power of the Corpse Soul Realm has really folded by half.

In a hurry to find the broken bee, the current scene happened.

Lin Chuan also turned around before suddenly understanding this.

Indeed, these are still a more sensitive period.

This ghost road he whole has a saying that does add to people’s blockages.

“Captain Crushing Bee, it’s my mood that is not very stable, and the enchantment established by Lin Chuan has caused trouble for the secret maneuver.”

At this time, Matsumoto couldn’t help but end up.

As soon as the words came out, she herself was startled.

How is this… Just take the initiative to help people solve the siege?

Broken bee looked left and right, there were a bunch of drunken drunkards, but no one was really injured, and his face was slightly slower………….

“Post-war relaxation is okay, but watch out for the impact!”

“By the way, and you…”

Crushed Bee looked at Lin Chuan.

“Don’t release the ghost path casually in the Quiet Spirit Court, it’s easy to cause misunderstanding.”

This Nima’s!

Lin Chuan touched his nose.

The little lady’s skin looks quite spicy, so you should be shown how your idol looks in a puddle of mud under the crotch of the little master.

Look at what you can, so fierce to the knight of your idol.

After the end, let Yoruichi help hold it down when the time comes, although the little girl is not in stature, but she is secretly mobile, and she should be very good at clamping.

At the moment, Lin Chuan had to nod.

“Okay, I see.”

The short-haired crushed bee looked at Lin Chuan, this guy’s eyes seemed a little strange, but he didn’t think much about it.

A wave of a small hand!

“Close!”

One by one, the masked Xing army began to withdraw from the scene, and the broken bees also began to plan to leave.

Matsumoto Chaoju’s heart moved, and he walked towards the broken bee.

“Captain Crushing Bee, Lin Chuan and I still have some things to talk about later, and maybe release the ghost road…”

Crushed Bee waved his hand, and his figure disappeared with a bang.

Lin Chuan glanced at Matsumoto Chaoju with a strange face, and with a wave of his hand, the four beasts reappeared, and asked casually while sensing and satisfying the fit.

“Well, what’s wrong, what else do you have to say to me?”

Not bad!

The fit has indeed improved significantly.

This is related to the strength and strength of the person who is trading.

In other words, Lin Chuan’s own ambitions are not explosive, but he can also improve the homology rate between himself and the slashing knife by trading to weigh the minds of others.

This is much more comfortable than forcing Lin Chuan to really take the initiative to come every day.

Life, or should you enjoy the Lord.

Matsumoto looked at Lin Chuan with a complicated expression, and she knew that she should be passive.

Now in her heart, there was a faint idea of subordinating to Lin Chuan.

After hesitating for a long time, she still hesitantly asked.

“You… Did it do something to me? ”

Lin Chuan, who was satisfied with the harvest, looked up and thought about it, and somehow remembered the scene where the wine was refracted on the 0.4 skin just now.

“Come here, I’ll tell you…”

In the darkness, Matsumoto’s face had a hesitant look, but soon, Ruyi’s illusion manifested its effect.

The image of Lin Chuan’s reliable warmth came to her mind.

Trample!

Matsumoto took an involuntary step.

Then, step two, step three!

By the time Matsumoto reacted herself, there was already a warm breath on her face with an unquestionable tone.

“Crouch down…”

Matsumoto squatted down according to his words.

“Hmm…”

Suddenly, she made a slurred voice.

Later, Lin Chuan handed her a lollipop.

“Whew . . .”

Lin Chuan let out a sigh of relief.

“By the way, the house sent to me by the Corpse Soul Realm should come down tomorrow, and if you want to be okay then, accompany me to take a look…”

“Well, if I’m not in the Corpse Soul Realm, you can live there…”

“Wait a minute, I want to pick a mountain…”

In the dark, Matsumoto didn’t know what he was doing.

She only vaguely remembered that the upper body of the death bully seemed to have disappeared.

Then, her mountain was picked.

After that, it seemed to rain again.

She was horrified to find that she seemed to have slowly fallen.

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