Anything You Want

"It turns out that it's really not Aizen Sousuke. It's no wonder that during the inspection, I always felt something was wrong."

"Zanpakutō with full hypnotic ability..."

"I don't know how many people have been hypnotized by Aizen now, and who have not been hypnotized."

"The most important thing is that, without evidence, even if I say it out, no one will believe me unless Aizen is found out."

"Nur, that cheapskate, don't give me a few more pills, otherwise this matter would have been resolved long ago."

No longer looking at Fake Aizen's body, Unohana picked up the Zanpakutō on the ground and walked outside while complaining.

at the same time.

In the opened space, Nuoer is training Zhibo Konghe, and all kinds of training methods are used.

But even so, if you want Zhibo Konghe to submit, if you don't have a few days, you won't see the effect.

It was too slow, so I started to think of other methods.

"Want to know who killed your brother?" Thinking of something, Nuoer raised Zhibo Konghe's chin and asked with a smile.

"Hmph! Your information is too backward, I already knew about this, and I don't need you to tell me!" Zhibo Konghe said with contempt, turning his head to the side and getting rid of Kai Nuoer's hand.

"That's not necessarily. What you know has happened, but it's different from what I know."

"What you know, it should be that Haiyan was swallowed up in the battle with the virtual in order to save the wife who was swallowed up by the virtual, for the dignity of a man, and voluntarily hit the tip of the Kuchiki Rukia's knife in order not to drag down the companions, and ended it. his own life."

"But you don't know that all this was arranged by someone."

"I know who is behind all this, and I have evidence in my hands to prove it."

"I'll give you a message for free."

"Your brother, Zhibo Haiyan, is not dead."

Not caring about being despised, Noel still kept a smile and said to himself.

Hearing this news, Zhibo Konghe couldn't keep his composure, raised his head and stared at Nuoer's eyes, trying to find out the flaw of the other party's lying.

Unfortunately, I didn't find what I wanted to see.

Or, Noel's acting is too good.

Either, Noel didn't lie, everything about him was true.

I can't tell if it's true or false, but Zhibo Konghe is more willing to choose the second possibility, it's a big deal to be sad again.

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Chapter 63 Give me that sword

Knowing what the result will be, but Nuoer has something in her hands that makes Zhibo Konghe unable to refuse.

"You are so despicable!" Zhibo Konghe gritted his teeth as he wished to kill Nuoer.

"Really, I didn't force you to agree, you can absolutely refuse." The tone was very innocent, but Nuoer's appearance at this time was not innocent at all, but a smirk on his face.

"Do you dare to be shameless?" Knowing that he couldn't refuse, Nuoer said that, which was clearly intentional, and Zhibo Konghe was very angry.

"Toothless?" Showing his white teeth, Nuoer pointed to his own teeth and said, "I actually said some nonsense, look at my white teeth."

"You~!" At this time, Zhibo Konghe's face was flushed with anger, and he didn't know what to say.

"I'll give you a day to think about." Using the dragon claw hand, Nuoer rubbed it, nodded and smiled: "Well, it feels very good, I like it."

After speaking, without giving Zhibo Konghe a chance to scold others, Nuoer immediately left the space.

Appeared in the Usohana room, but didn't stop there, rushed in the direction that was sensed, and seemed a little anxious.

An empty space in the Seireitei.

Due to the battle that had just happened here, the place had been severely damaged, the surrounding walls had been pierced and collapsed in several places, and the ground had become pitted.

There is a woman with purple pupils, a pair of glasses, black hair, and bangs swept to the left of the female death god.

In front of this female reaper, the seriously injured Chadu Taihu lay on the ground in a pool of blood, and the female reaper was about to give him the final blow to end his life.

but....

A captain with brown slightly curly medium-length hair tied into a ponytail with two fancy hairpins, wearing a pink feather-woven coat with embroidered patterns, often wearing a minkka on his head, and a slight beard on his chin stopped him.

"Stop Nanao, girls shouldn't do this kind of thing~!" The captain of the eighth division, Kyōraku Chunsui, pressed the hand of the female death god to initiate ghosts.

"But! The person who killed Captain Aizen might be this accomplice in the misfortune!" Ise Nanao was a little excited, and hoped that Jingle Chunshui would not stop him.

"Well, there is such a possibility." Jingle Chunshui nodded, paused for a moment, and then said: "However, it may not be the case."

"Huh?" Ise Nanao was stunned, not understanding what he meant.

"Just saying there is a possibility..." Jingle Chunshui was ready to explain, but afraid that Ise Nanao would not understand, he changed his mind and said, "In short, there is no need for unnecessary killing."

"Call the ambulance here and put him in a cell."

"If they were the murderer, they shouldn't have killed him."

"understand?"

"Understood, I'll arrange it immediately." Ise Nanao didn't insist, and apologized to Jingle Chunshui: "I just meddled in my own business, I'm really sorry."