Senju Makoto raised his eyes, and Unohana Retsu's gentle and seemingly encouraging expression came into view, as if he was encouraging Senju Makoto to do something irritating or offensive.
No, that's not right!
Qianju Cheng's heart suddenly trembled, and he finally understood.
This is probably what the shady teacher Uzhihua said subconsciously when he started to reckon with himself to gain favor!
Once he accidentally does something rude, Teacher Unohana will have an excuse to punish him!
Therefore, the only thing I can do now is to abide by the red line as a disciple and obey Teacher Uozhihua...
"Yes...teacher, I understand..."
Under the gentle gaze of Unohana Retsu, Senju Makoto spoke with a trembling voice, and then slowly untied his Death Overlord costume...
Gradually, a slightly panicked and gentle voice sounded in Uozhihua Lie's room.
"Yazhui, teacher, I'm not injured there!"
"Cheng, this is also to avoid hidden injuries that may have been ignored, so we will check further."
"Ah~ Teacher, it's... bleeding, the wound is bleeding again..."
"It's okay, I did this on purpose. Cheng doesn't want to leave any ugly scars on this beautiful body, so this is also for treatment."
"Hi~Teacher, it hurts!"
"Please bear with me, Cheng. It will be over soon."
"Old...teacher, please be gentle..."
"Don't worry, Cheng, you are my most beloved disciple."
After a while, Unohana Retsu's door slowly opened. His chest was wrapped in a bandage, his forehead was sweating, and Senju Makoto, who was walking a little frivolously, supported the wall and walked out, and then walked towards his room with light and heavy steps. go back.
Everything that just happened... was simply torture! ! !
In a slightly dark room, as an innocent young man, he was forced to take off his coat by a very beautiful lady. While adhering to the bottom line, he was "gently" subjected to all kinds of cruelty by the lady who was very close at hand. Treatment.
And in this case, Senju Makoto must always maintain his persona in front of Unohana Retsu, and dare not show the slightest offensive thoughts and instincts. This is undoubtedly a kind of suffering and torture.
This is just like when a man goes to a private health care clinic, and there is a shady wife holding a kitchen knife standing next to you, staring at you the whole time, just waiting for you to show off some little horns, just in time to have a reason to swing the knife!
'Unohana Retsu...it's definitely not that she's not aware of her own charm...she's definitely just trying to find a suitable excuse to punish herself...'
However, the scene where Unohana Retsu casually used the "Eighty-Eight Eighty-eight of the Path-Breaking Dragon Strike Thieves Thunder Cannon" to directly annihilate Achiukas is still vivid in his mind. Senju Makoto knew very well that he only had one ultimate spirit. It is absolutely impossible for a body-shaped index finger to be able to do better than Unohana Retsu.
So... Senju Makoto can only endure it, endure it, endure it...
By now, Senju Makoto has even begun to feel that the bald corner of Madarame's head is slightly delicate, and it seems that it is not impossible...
'No, you can't! ! ! '
Senju Cheng gritted his teeth and swore viciously in his heart.
'Mazhi Hua Lie, please remember, sooner or later I will definitely retaliate so fiercely... to repay you... and give you treatment that you will never forget! ! ! '
When Senju Makoto climbed back into his bed with difficulty, he almost felt that his whole body was weakening, but his spirit was extremely excited.
And at this moment, Senju Makoto suddenly felt that in the air in front of him, there was a broad-minded aristocratic elder sister slowly floating by...
'Isn't it already a hallucination? '
But despite this, Senju Makoto's eyes still followed the unreal aristocratic eldest sister subconsciously, and her appearance seemed to be getting clearer and clearer.
Wearing a gorgeous purple dress, her long black hair is neatly placed on her head. Except for her eyes, which are wrapped by a black leather belt, her exposed nose and mouth are quite delicate. The most important thing is... that is comparable to Unohana-sama. A broad mind is revealed generously.
Immediately, the shadow of the noble eldest sister suddenly moved closer to Senju Makoto, and her open mind was almost close at hand, and then... it moved up and down, attracting Senju Makoto's eyes. .
The next moment, a rather sharp sound came into Senju Makoto's ears.
"Ah! You little brat, you can really see me. It's really a surprise..."
As soon as these words came out, Senju Cheng's eyes suddenly cleared and he looked at the mouth of the noble elder sister who was speaking.
Not an illusion!
Immediately, Senju Makoto stepped back a little, away from the snow-white that blocked his sight, and carefully looked at the aristocratic elder sister in front of him who was chattering about expressing surprise.
Spirit son? !
After careful identification, Senju Makoto was shocked to find that the aristocratic elder sister in front of him, who was half-true and half-false, was actually a phantom formed by the weak spiritual pressure emitted by the spirit in the air.
"Who are you?" Senju Makoto asked.
"Rain and dew pomegranate."
Yulu Zheliu announced her name very simply, and then spoke with great enthusiasm.
"Senju Makoto, don't be nervous. I'm not hostile at all. It's just rare to find someone who can see me in a non-materialized state. This is undoubtedly quite a surprise for me."
Senju Makoto was slightly surprised and asked. "How do you know my name?"
"Of course I will know. I am very clear about everything that happens in the entire Jingling Court, because my master has combined himself with the spirits of the entire Jingling Court through my ability." Yulu Zheliu said He spoke very quickly, without any intention of covering up.
? !
Senju Makoto.
Is... completely integrated with Jinglingting?
For a moment, after hearing this astonishing fact, Senju Cheng almost instinctively had huge doubts.
Identity, purpose, threat level...
However, Senju Cheng did not suspect that the Yulu Zheliu in front of him was lying, because... he had indeed observed that the souls inside the Jinglingting Temple were emitting weak spiritual pressure. This was undoubtedly the same as being able to extract from inorganic matter. It’s as weird as sensing the fluctuations of life!
Senju Makoto asked warily. "So, you are a Zanpakutō? Then who is your master?"
"My master? I wonder if you have heard of the name of the eighth generation Kenpachi Mole Jōshuiya." Yulu Zheliu asked.
"No." Senju Makoto shook his head.
Yulu Zheliu replied. "That's a pity. My master Mole Chengshuang is now imprisoned in the endless hell at the bottom of the underground prison. If you have the opportunity to be imprisoned in it, you might not be able to meet my master."
? ? ?
Who wants to be imprisoned?
The Infinite Hell is a prison for those who committed the most heinous crimes in the history of Soul Society. Once entering, it means being abandoned by Soul Society and sinking into the dust of history forever!
As far as Senju Makoto knows, in the original plot, after Sosuke Aizen was defeated, he was sentenced to be imprisoned in the Hell of Hell for 18,800 years! !
Damn it, are there still any details? ?
You must know that the history of the entire Seireitei is only a few thousand years, and the Gotei 13th Division has only been established for about a thousand years. What is the difference between 18800 and the Eternal Life? Senju Makoto does not want to go to the Infernal Affairs Hell in advance to wait for Aizen Soyousuke Come play poker.
