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Chapter 65: Maitreya of the Zhibo Family(1/2)

"A corner of the spotted eye, it's you again!"

The first team was three seats in the first team, Shiro Yagen led the team members to pick up his companions.

"You guys listen to my explanation, I didn't even meet him."

A corner spread his hands and faced everyone, but most of them shook their heads and didn't believe it at all.

He can no longer say that he has a criminal record, he has been on the road to crime.

Dao San has been helped up now, and at this time he still defended Yiji, "I didn't attack me just now."

call……

Although he was a little cunning, this little devil was considered a man, and a corner of him took a breath inexplicably.

It is mainly because he has been a god of death for so many years. He has been a positive person for the first time, as the one being bullied.

"However, according to the laws and regulations of the Thirteenth Clan, carrying a Zanpakura during non-war periods is a violation, and the violator will be confined to at least seven days."

He twitched his serious face and mouth, and he held back his Zanpakura, who was helping him, a little lacking confidence, "What are the explanations for you two?"

"We are carrying out the mission to fight against Daxu."

It's hard to deal with when I bow my forehead. It's too difficult to deal with.

A corner hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"oh?"

In the sight of Yijiao, Dao San Hanyu showed a devilish smile.

"So, why did you liberate Zanpakura to me? Am I a Daxu?"

It's over.

The sky is not afraid of the earth, but the earth is not afraid of the corner of the body being put into the rhythm of Dao San at this moment.

"You two aren't going to put away the Zanpakura." He scolded the old senior Yagen Shiro.

"Okay, okay, I'm really afraid of you."

Waving his hand, the two of them turned their heads and were about to leave.

No, no one really thinks that their eleventh team, the hooligans, would be a good god of death who abides by the law. If it were to deal with crimes, his captain Gengmu Jianba would have been executed long ago.

It is enough to make Yi Ke give up the task assigned by the captain and say it out loud.

Facing the corner that was about to leave, Dao San whispered like a demon, "One corner and three seats, you don't want you to know that, let's get spread."

He couldn't put down a corner of his raised foot, so of course he knew what that was?

Bankai.

Damn who told him?

"What do you want, you bastard?" Yijiao swears that he never hated someone so much.

He now wished he could liberate Zanpakura and shaved the white-eyed ghost's head, shaving his eyebrows.

"After the mission was over, I did not report my duties on time. In addition, I liberated Zanpakura to my colleagues, such crimes would be sentenced to at least seven days in prison, this sir of the First Team."

"Nothing wrong." Chong Yagen Shiro looked serious and led the team of soldiers to directly clamp the corner of Madara's mouth.

"I am innocent, I am wronged. You believe me, believe me!"

Almost every day, I wandered on the edge of the crime, allowing the law, passing by the flowers without touching the leaves.

Unexpectedly, the first time I missed, I fell into the hands of such a little devil.

"Hanyu Dao San, remember it for me, I will be back!"

Before leaving, he just looked at Dao Sanyi with fear.

Watching the dispersed drama, Hanyu Dao San shook his palm in disbelief.

This is the power of knowledge, this is the power of law.

Yesterday, I started to learn the legal provisions with guilt, but after one night, Dao San felt that his wisdom had increased greatly.

As it was similar to those in the past two days, Dao San took Mitsui Sang into the classroom, and the class was explaining the Kendo class.

"Ahem, someone seems to owe me five thousand rings, a whole five thousand rings, hahaha, hiccup."

There was no way. Yesterday, I borrowed money from my classmates to prepare dishes and wine for Ranju. At that time, Sanzhao General was not around. Xiguang was as poor as he was, and only the kind-hearted Li Yueji was willing to lend him money.

Dao San gently tapped Li Yueji's back and handed over the packed lunch box.

"What is this? A love bento?"

Love bento?

It seems to have the same meaning as leftovers.

So Dao San nodded.

Li Yueji's face suddenly turned red. Is it possible to make love bento for others at will?

Moreover, you think a mere love bento can ease our relationship.

Li Yueji opened the lunch box disdainfully, and I wanted to see what kind of things you could make.

If it is very bad, I will definitely laugh at you loudly.

No, it's not bad, I want to laugh at you too.

...

"Yin, this is our army of righteous souls. With the approval of the Zhibo family, our plan can be considered the first step."

The singting court, the sixth aristocratic district.

The new captain of Shinaka Yoshihun Tsunaya Yasuhiro, Tsunaya, was visiting his experimental base with Ichimaru Gin, who had just been transferred from the fifth team.

In the glass containers filled with clear green liquid, a group of naked women were cultivated.

Yin no longer squinted his eyes, the boss stared at the silver pupils and laughed softly, "It's really a bad thing, Captain Tsunaya."

"It's just that with the current technology, female righteous souls can better ensure the stability of the spirit."

Although others look at people with nostrils, they are really good at Ichimaru Gin.

No matter how good you are to your enemy, you will never become a friend.

Slave, as long as you are willing to give him some benefits, he will be loyal to you.

Yiwen stretched out his hand and stood proudly in front of Gin, "How about it, what about Aizen compared to me?"

Gin's eyes moved away from the culture medium and narrowed his eyes, "How can Aizen compare to you, Captain Tsunaya."

"Hahaha."

Everything has been so smooth recently. Yihun, an immature technology, was put into use, and the Forty-six Rooms passed the unanimous votes.

Even the Thirteenth Team had just gone through a form, which was beyond the expectation of a word.

Plus the Zhibo family’s approval book.

Everything goes well, everything you want, and the words "Taoya" become more and more arrogant.

But he was far from satisfied with this.

"It's just Lord Tsunayaya. Even if you have the support of the wise men from the Forty-six Room to support you, you will eventually have Captain Yamamoto's decision."

"Haha, if Yamamoto dares to stop him, then I don't mind taking away his title as the strongest god of death."

Ichitsuya represents a rebellious mood, and the entire corpse soul world is like a map in front of him, allowing him to ravage.

He was not kidding.

He is actually serious!

Gin felt that after staying by his side for a long time, his IQ would definitely drop, so what else can he do to plot against Aizen?

Yin Xin thought and thought of another thing, "Although they are the five nobles, the Shiba family has completely declined and cannot be compared with the great Tsunayayo family. Why do you care so much?"

One handful and one step at a time makes Tsunayaya very useful and more proud.

"You can't underestimate the Shiba family."

"Is it because of Captain Yixin?"

"No." A text smiled, "Do Yin know the origin of Zanpakura?"

Gin tried to plunder memory. He heard Aizen mention this matter, "It seems to be a powerful god of death, creating a shallow hit, and when the will of his heart is engraved on the shallow hit, it will form a Zanpakura."

"That guy is just a blacksmith." Tsunayayo was very disdainful, "The origin of the Zanpakura you mentioned is just in most cases.

But there are also a few, which are ancient Zanpakuts worshipped by top nobles in the Corpse Soul Realm and passed down from generation to generation."

Silver's heart began to beat faster, and one thing came to his mind.

Aizen seemed to have never concealed his covetousness to the Shiba family.

But what do you covet? I'm afraid even the guy Dongxian doesn't know.
To be continued...
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