People in Soul Society start with love and bondage

After nearly a day and night of raids, the entire eleventh group successfully captured the mountain range between the North 30th District and the 29th District, and opened up the next road.

However, by the time the group crossed the mountains, it was already the evening of the next day

“Teacher Uozhihua, please try this.”

“It should taste pretty good.”

Fujimiya Makoto said as he handed over two skewers of grilled fish.

“Um.”

Unohana was sitting under the tree waiting in front of the campfire, looking at the map quietly, thinking about the next march route. She didn’t say anything about the dinner sent by Fujimiya Makoto.

The teacher has something to do, and the disciple will do his best.

In this Age is a truth that does not need to be emphasized.

What’s more, this is still a little rebel who wants to challenge the teacher.

However, when she took a brief taste, she raised her head and looked at Cheng in surprise.

Fujimiya Cheng smiled at her and continued Instructing the other team members to take turns to rest at a fixed place.

Uozhihua lowered her head and picked up the grilled fish and took another bite.

Two rows of white jade teeth left neat marks on the fish, and the fish skin was grilled to shine. There was a layer of red powder on her tongue, which caused a slight tingling sensation when applied to her tongue, as if she had been lightly pricked. It accidentally hit her strike zone.

Like the flower of Mao, it has existed for thousands of years. The God of Death has lost interest in most things in this world. Only knowledge and entertainment in specific fields can make her feel happy. She never thought that her disciple would discover the same thing.

“What seasoning is this? Poison? Uozhihua turned her head to look at Cheng with great interest, and said with great concern:”It tastes like wasabi, but it doesn’t smell bad.””

“It’s Chili Pepper, Teacher Unohana.”

Half of Fujimiya Makoto’s face was illuminated by the bonfire at night, making his already delicate face a little softer:”I asked Shutara after I came here, and she happened to know where this thing is sold. Yes, he gave me some as a gift”

“Shutara.”As soon as she heard the name, Uzhihua understood,”She always likes to collect some weird things.”

“but.”

Mazhihua Baqianliu said casually:”Cheng has really made many close friends.”

“I have known Shutra for many years, but she has never given me a gift.”

Fujimiya Makoto’s body stiffened slightly as he sat by the tree. His past experiences reminded him crazily that this sentence seemed to have many special interpretations.

However, since he is a teacher,……

He turned his head and saw Teacher Uozhihua stretching out his hands to pull up the long black hair at the temples, revealing half of his snow-white and soft face under the bonfire, and elegantly eating the long hair that was cleaned, inserted, and grilled. The rather rough herring gives a subtle contrast.

Ji is like an unprecedented villain in history, but she actually looks like a gentle and elegant woman.

Looking at her calm posture, Fujimiya Makoto knew that he was overthinking this time. yes.

If someone like Unohana-sensei is jealous, then he’s in trouble

“What’s wrong?”

Unohana seemed to have noticed Fujimiya Makoto’s gaze, and asked doubtfully. Fujimiya Makoto smiled slightly relaxedly and said,”That must be because the teacher seems too inaccessible, like an iceberg.”

“Even though I am one of my own, when I accidentally meet the teacher’s eyes, I always wonder if this woman is going to chop me again soon.”

As soon as the words came out, Fujimiya Makoto subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough.

Turning his head, he saw Teacher Unohana looking at him with a smile.

That smile was extremely kind and loving.

“Cheng, I think so.”

Fujimiya Makoto tensed up, looked serious, and tried to argue loudly.

But he didn’t realize at the first moment that his voice sounded almost simultaneously with the sound of the small broken knife.

“No, but the facts soon proved that”

【I usually just stare at the leather drum.】

“Teacher Maozhihua’s gentleness and kindness are not fake.”

【Shijiang’s leather drum is really warped! Very round! It feels like it bounces when I walk!】

“My worries are really unnecessary.”

【It must feel super good!】

“Daily teachings……”

【I don’t dare to look up when I’m facing the front, as I’ll definitely be discovered.】

【But that’s the teacher’s big drop!】

“Water droplets swaying hard during training…”

【It’s worth taking the risk to take a peek occasionally!】

“……”

Fujimiya Makoto had a dead face.

He was only halfway through his explanation when he was completely led astray. In the end, he had to listen to Xiao Po Dao’s fatal words with a stiff expression on his face.

——The reason why he didn’t stop him was because he had already used up the number of ‘shut up’s for today, and there were less than fifteen minutes left before updating the number for the next day.

By the time he stopped, what a coincidence, the little broken knife had almost finished speaking.

At this moment, Fujimiya Makoto did not dare to raise his head to observe Teacher Unohana’s face.

My toes clicked on the ground, and I was about to dig out the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang.

You’re done! damn thing!

Next time knife Zen!

This brat must be taught a lesson until he leaks yogurt everywhere before he can speak his mind——!

Just when he was thinking about this and was about to explain something to his beloved Shi-chan, he suddenly found that Unohana-sensei had stood up at some point and looked at the other side with a slight frown.

“Chengjun”

“A guest is coming, go and entertain him”

“Um! ?”

In an instant, Fujimiya Makoto’s eyes burst into astonishing expression.

What does it mean to survive from a desperate situation?

Well done!

“yes!!”

Almost the moment the order was issued, Fujimiya Makoto disappeared with a sudden sound. Unohana

Yachiru sat back under the tree again, silently continuing to eat the grilled fish in small bites, with a subtle expression on his soft face. It’s a bit complicated.

Although she knows that there is a slight problem with Cheng’s Zanpakutō, hearing the sword that represents her heart say such words will inevitably make her, a teacher, a little embarrassed. She can’t really help with her own hands. Does he solve the problem?

“after the war…”

“Please correct it again.”

Uzhihua murmured like this, and gently bit off a piece of fish meat. The smile on her face was still gentle and gentle.

Naturally, she used the method of sword and pain.

“Hmm~”

“It would be better if the taste was stronger”……

Makoto Fujimiya’s figure flickered in the dark forest.

The moment the secret sentries arranged around him saw his figure, they immediately followed him and quickly formed a small team.

“Professor Fujimiya! there!”

Before he could speak, a Genryu Shinigami following him had already shouted loudly.

The guard post that was originally arranged further away fell silently into a pool of blood.

There were several others who also died unexpectedly. people

“alert!”

He reminded loudly.

However, before he could finish his words, several figures suddenly emerged from the shadows.

Only when they appeared in front of him did Fujimiya Makoto realize that they were a group of people who were all hidden in thick cloth. Below, a covert mobile unit wearing masks.

The only difference is that……

Makoto Fujimiya looked at their wrists.

What these people hold in their hands is not a shallow blow, but a living knife that seems to be clinging to the opponent’s arm as if it is clinging to the flesh and limbs.

On the handle of the knife, there is a golden sphere inlaid like an eye.

Fujimiya Makoto can feel that the spiritual pressure in these people’s bodies is flowing continuously.���was imported into this knife.

A term immediately came to his mind.

Tapir Yao Knife.

It also appeared in the original TV series. It was a special weapon created by the Kasudaoji family, a royal craftsman for generations, that could absorb the spiritual pressure of the God of Death and convert it into power.

Probably the same as the Asaemon family he had dealt with before, it was the product of countless years of research.

“careful!”

Fujimiya Makoto’s expression was cautious.

If he remembered correctly, this was a powerful weapon that allowed Zayu to exert his strength at the officer level and even at the deputy team level.

However, the people on the opposite side all looked at him.

The expression of the leader He shouted in an extremely serious voice:

“Target No. 16, Makoto Fujimiya!”

“Crimes – killing nobles, decomposing the dead, assembling living human centipedes, male and female nobles and dogs and voids, and killing the entire clan at every turn! He even arrested the head of the Shibo family, mobilized for rebellion, and subdued the head of the Sifengyuan family!”

“its, its crime…Too many to write!”

However, after finishing this series of accusations, a strong low pressure suddenly surrounded his companions, and they looked at him in confusion.

The meaning was obvious.

What kind of target did you choose? Can this be beaten?

Even the leader’s expression under his mask became extremely difficult.

Damn it! How can you be such a bad person?

In the end, he still resisted the pressure and made a loud decision:

“The enemy is strong and we are weak! Retreat immediately!”

“Run separately!”

Fujimiya Makoto:”？？？”

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