Thirteenth Team, Yugantang.

"Cough cough." The heavy cough sounded through the bamboo curtain to the outside, even overshadowing the rolling thunder.

The heavy rain formed water curtains on the eaves, which fell on the ground, and then turned into streams to expand.

This rain is definitely the biggest ever in the history of the Lingjing Court.

There is no need for non-artificial rainstorms. The captain generally does not use a flowing blade to disperse it and maintain a natural state.

This makes it difficult for those who are still running around on rainy days.

call.

When Kaori Uroo arrived at Yugantang, the captain Haori and Shiba were soaked, and their proud figure became increasingly unconcealed.

"Captain Maozhihua." Rukia, who was guarding the door of Yugan Hall, shouted in surprise, turned around and pushed open the door, shouting: "Qingyin, Captain Maozhihua is here."

The flowers of Mao crossed the threshold.

The house is full of herbs and smells of blood mixed with a bright light, which dispels the dimness caused by heavy rain.

Shishiro Fuzhu looked pale and kept coughing. Blood spilled out from his fingertips, embroidering a chilling blood on the quilt.

Tsuke Quinyin squatted beside him, crying while using his reply to try his best to relieve Fuzhu Shishiro's pain, but it has no effect.

This time the outbreak of the disease is far beyond the past, and he runs directly to the death line.

"Qingyin, get out of here." Maozhi Hualie walked to the edge of the bedding with a serious face, squatted down, and the rain spread from her feet. She raised her hand and the light shone on Shishiro Fuzhu's abdomen.

Huche Qingyin hurriedly hid aside and wiped away her tears with her hands, "Captain Maozhihua, please, you must save Captain Fuzhu."

"I won't let Captain Fuzhu have something to do." Kaori Mao looked solemn. There were enough people who died today.

She didn't want to see anyone die again.

After her reply, Shishiro Ukuto's cough gradually stopped, and the blood in his mouth did not stop, "Qingyin, Lukia, you go out first."

The first thing he said was to send the two of them away. The next thing he wanted to say was too confidential, and the two of them were not of sufficient level to listen at all.

"Captain," Torochi shouted worriedly.

Rukia took her hand and said in a deep voice: "Let's go, the captain has a reason to say this."

The two of them exited the bedroom and closed the door.

Yuzhu Shishiro gasped and said, "Captain Maozhihua, my situation should be very serious, right?"

Maozhihua Lie said with a stern face: "There is a very strong force that conflicts with your spiritual pressure."

"That's Lord Mimihaki. I can live until now, thanks to His help. For some reason, He suddenly became very violent just now. If he wanted to tear me apart, I wouldn't last long if he continued."

When Shishiro Fuzhu said this, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his complexion pale than white paper. "There is a sealing technique under my pillow. Take it out and engraved it on my body. You can't let Lord Mimihaki leave the sacred court. His power will be used sooner or later."

"Captain Fuzhu, things have not reached that point yet, let alone those unlucky words."

Mao Zhihua Lie couldn't help but comfort him.

"Death is essentially the same as humans, and will face death, and there is nothing good or bad."

Shishiro Ukitake was very open-minded. After so many years of suffering from the disease, he had already realized that he would die at any time. Before he died, the power of Lord Mimihaki must be arranged well.

Staying in the Lingting Court will come in handy one day.

"I will do my best to treat it, please don't continue talking."

Maozhi Hua Lie continued to strengthen the treatment of Huidao, and the light became brighter and brighter.

"Cough cough." Shishiro Fuzhu started coughing again, and his facial features were filled with black mist, containing powerful spiritual pressure.

Mao Zhihua Lie raised his eyebrows and returned to the bright light, forcing the black fog back.

"Ah!" Yuzhu Shishiro let out a scream and fainted on the spot.

"Captain!" Toro Tsuki Qingyin broke in from outside.

"Calm down, he is not dead yet, it is just the physical protection mechanism that makes him faint."

Maozhi Hualie's face was calm, "He can't continue to live in Yugantang, he must stay in the comprehensive ambulance center and let me take care of him at all times."

"Okay, I'll ask someone to prepare an umbrella and a stretcher."

Hu Che Qingyin hurriedly ran out of the room and shouted loudly.

Mao Zhihua Lie hesitated for a while, but he pulled out the technique from under the pillow and hid it in his clothes.

When the stretcher and the umbrella were ready, she personally carried Shishiro Ukito onto the stretcher.

This man who has been tortured by illness for many years is very light and does not have the weight that a man should have.

"Let's go."

It rained heavily outside, and the umbrellas were well protected. Dozens of umbrellas were stretched open. Shishiro Fuzhu was located in the middle to ensure that there was no rain.

In this way, I rushed to the comprehensive ambulance center steadily.

The heavy rain finally stopped.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually became thinner and became powerless to cover the sunshine.

Maozhi Hualie arranged for Shishiro Fuzhu to be admitted to the hospital and asked Qingyin and the others to go back.

Hu Chuo Qingyin didn't want to go back, not only because of Captain Fuzhu, but also because she was worried about her sister.

How could Yuyin not know what kind of feelings does Kuroki have for her sister?

Now that Kuroki is dead, how sad my sister will be.

She understands it very well.

"I want to go and see Senior Kuroki." Rukia didn't want to leave immediately.

"Okay, I'll take you there."

After thinking about it, Hua Liei Mao thought about it, but still did not let them go, and asked the rest of the irrelevant team members to go back first.

"Get out of the way! I won't hand over Kuroki to someone like you!"

"A mere deputy captain dares to draw a sword in front of me, he is very brave."

The quarrel between Hisagi Shuibu and Nikori came from the open door.

Mao Zhihua Lie accelerated his pace and saw the two people facing each other in the ward.

Nikori held the stern of the Zanpakura in his hand, and his spiritual pressure gradually increased.

Shubu Hisagi looked angry and was not scared, "Cut it, the wind will die."

"Stop!" Mao Zhihua Lie roared, and the surging spiritual pressure directly crushed into the house.

The broken bee, the rotten wood, the white sausage, the Nirvana, Hisagi, and the firefly all showed surprise on their faces.

Gengmu Jianba and Caolu Baqianliu seemed very calm.

"No matter whoever you want to fight, I will be with you now."

Umaru Kaori said coldly, and walked into the ward, "Put your knife, Hisagi."

"Captain Umaki." Hisagi Shuai shouted unwillingly.

"This is Kuroki's last request, and everyone is trying to resist the attack."

Maozhi Hualie pressed his shoulder with his hand and tried his best to "Don't make trouble again."

"..." Hisagi Shugyu's eyes were covered with haze, and the raised wind gradually dropped, and the relief began to resolve.

"Hmph, for Heimu's sake, I will spare your sin of rudeness."

Nie Kangri released the hilt of the knife and looked at the black wood on the hospital bed, his eyes full of excitement, "Haha, after death, you can dissect it as much as possible and conduct unscrupulous experiments."

"Captain Nirvana!" Kaori Mao's tone became stronger, "Please leave as soon as possible."

To be honest, if it weren't for Kuroki's own request, even if the captain personally ordered, she wouldn't have handed Kuroki to Nikori, a guy who would blaspheme the deceased.

"Haha, don't worry, I will treat him well."

Nikori licked his lips excitedly, this was the best experimental material.
Chapter completed!