"Yichen, what happened?" Mihoko Ito and Yuka Ida were urgently called by Xiao Yichen, and then brought to the original residence of Susukino Toroshi, where the Tortoroshi's family's cross-border gate was here. Soon, Kiyoto Toroshi was also called over.

Seeing Xiao Yichen's serious face, all the girls knew that something might have happened. Although Xiao Yichen was uneasy, he also knew that it was useless to be anxious now, so he put away his worries and said, "The recent things are strange, so I decided to send you to this world first."

"Do you have such a look? Then Yichen, why don't you go with us?" Mihoko Ito immediately said worriedly.

Xiao Yichen shook his head: "Just just in case."

After sending several girls into the Piercing World Sect, Xiao Yichen began to arrange his subordinates in the Soul Realm one by one. Fengshao Yan and Mao Zhihualie can temporarily remain secretly. Even if there is a problem, their strength is enough to deal with it. Togetsu Yuyin is following Mao Zhihualie, so there will naturally be no problem. As for the subordinates of Harada Yoshihiro... they can be regarded as Xiao Yichen's real direct subordinates in the Soul Realm. If there is a change, Jingling Court will not accommodate them, so it is better...

After thinking about the way out, Xiao Yichen breathed a sigh of relief. Even if the situation changes for a while, he will not be too passive.

Liuhun Street has been tossed by Jinglingting recently. Although Do Yuan was caught by Jinglingtingting, Chaoji and Asano were still there. They are not idiots like Do Yuan. After knowing that they are already incompatible with Jinglingtingting, they even breathed a sigh of relief against Jinglingtingting.

So while Jinglingting was constantly sending the god of death to sit in Liuhun Street, Aogata and Asano's subordinates kept shuttled through the dark, contacting some heroes who were dissatisfied with the practice of Jinglingting. Many heroes who had not participated in the last attack on Jinglingtingting were moved, which shows how unpopular the practices of Jinglingting in recent times have been.

It was in this situation that the search team led by Shiba Konghe came to the edge of Liuhun Street, Caolu, District 78.

Because Do Yuan started from Caolu District, and the situation on the edge of Liuhun Street is very chaotic, they are all arrogant people who do not accept the rule of the God of Death, so Jingling Court sent many God of Death to this place.

Shiba Konghe and others looked around for a while, and after confirming that there was no one around, they finally stopped in the woods. Recently, they must be so alert whenever they go anywhere, so as not to be discovered by the god of death.

After taking a nervous look at the tracker in his hand, Shiba Sunhe finally breathed a sigh of relief, revealing a hint of joy: "It seems that the direction is right this time!"

Ye Yi from Sifengyuan also came over at this time. Sure enough, he saw that the red dot on the tracker that indicated Zhibo Yanjiu was much clearer, and the direction was not as blurred as before. You know, when they first got the tracker, there was no red dot on it at all, but a red line was distributed throughout the southwest direction, which means it is possible from the west to the south! According to Xiao Yichen, this is because the target is too far, and even the tracker cannot judge the specific direction, so it can only be displayed in this way.

Fortunately, although Shiba Konghe was anxious, he remained rational. Only then did he lead the team to 70% off and take a long journey, and then he determined the exact direction yesterday.

"Sister Konghe doesn't have to worry. Since we already know that we are not far from Brother Yanjiu, we will definitely be able to save him soon." The eldest brother stepped on the fire and picked up the cooked hot water and handed it to Shiba Konghe. Shiba Konghe did not refuse, but just looked at the eldest brother gratefully.

After resting for a while, they cleared the traces of their stay and continued to advance to the place indicated by the red dots. The group stepped into the Gobi desert on the edge of Liuhun Street...

After basically controlling the situation in Liuhun Street, the gods of death finally took action against the remnants of the civilians lurking in the dark who had attacked Jingling Court.

"Hurry up! Breaking the door open! You and the three of them will take a detour to the back door, and you must not let them run away!" A death god, who looked like a troop of death, shouted and ordered a team of death to surround a wooden house. In the wooden house, several civilians, holding steel forks or holding wooden sticks, looked at the movements of the death outside through the leaking wooden window with a look of agitated look.

"What should we do? We are blocked by these damn gods of death and can't get out of here?" said a middle-aged man in rags and a little thin.

"Mr. Chaojin should come back to save us...it should...it..." Another person said carefully, but he was obviously a little confident in saying this.

The remaining few people were silent. They were originally contacting Chaojin for some heroes who were willing to resist the god of death, but they did not expect that the civilians here were shocked by the god of death with their terror. They were unable to move forward at all. They were also caught by the god of death and were besieged here. But now it seems that they can no longer escape from the ascension...

Slap—

华—

From time to time, there were sounds of things being smashed in the room. Chao Jin opened the wooden door with a look of hatred. Some pieces of porcelain bowls were scattered behind him. "Those gods of death bully people too much!"

Chaojin was originally the boss of District 36, the only boss, who was respected in normal times, so he thought he was very powerful. Of course, he was not as stupid as Doon Yuan, but in the same way, he lacked Doon Yuan's ruthlessness. Faced with the setbacks at this moment, he instinctively felt humiliation. What's more, he had to hide in such a rare mountain forest. His living standards plummeted, and he couldn't even want to eat some good things. He could only eat some tasteless barbecue every day in the stream.

Fortunately, although he was furious when he learned that the few waves of messengers he sent were caught by the God of Death, he also knew deeply that his strength was absolutely impossible to compare with God of Death. Not to mention anything else, Jinglingting would just take out a deputy captain, or three or four seats, and it would be difficult for him to deal with it.

After a while, after Chaoji finished venting his anger, a subordinate finally came forward to wait for the order. "What do you say, the old guy Asano?"

His subordinates were unwilling to be neglected and immediately replied: "Mr. Asano said that Jingling Court is now in great power, and we are not our opponents, so we can only endure it for the time being..."

Chaojin was immediately unhappy and shouted: "Participate, patient? When will I endure it? Do those captains and vice captains do not die, so I will continue to endure it!"

His subordinate immediately wiped a cold sweat. When Chaojin finally calmed down, he continued: "Mr. Asano also said that if Lord Chaojin couldn't help it, he might as well cooperate with those heroes and attack everywhere while the masters in the God of Death are not here, so as to avenge a single arrow!"

"Yes!" Chaojin clapped his hands and was very happy: "As long as the deputy captains are not here, with the hero's strength, they may not be afraid of those gods of death!"

What Chaojin didn't know was that just when he was excited, three people were looking at him in the distance with playful faces. "This Asano is a smart man. He used guerrilla warfare to deal with the God of Death, and he didn't have to come forward by himself, but pushed the God of Death to be a scapegoat. The God of Death's encirclement is not that easy..."

"Ichimaru Gin" smiled harder and said, "It's just that people like Tokigata can be more suitable for taking care of them! Isn't it, trono?"

"Well, we have collected a lot of spiritual sons from Death during this period. Although the spiritual bones produced still have the flaws of being irritable and fighting and bloodthirsty, it is best to use them as consumables. And the firearms obtained from the boy from the Zhibo family can be used for great use!" Trono said his arrangement with a smile.

From beginning to end, Uroi Kaya Aya on the side didn't say anything and was very silent. It was not until this time that she showed some worry. Trono's goal was to use the civilians on the Liuhun Street to overthrow the rule of the Jingling Court? If the spirit bones appear in batches again and firearms are used on a large scale, this is indeed possible. And Uroi Kaya Aya knew that Trono would definitely not fight against the Jingling Court head-on, but would have to wait until Aizen Aizen's battle with the Jingling Court. At that time, he would be very likely to control the Soul Realm!

Trono did not speak anymore, but turned his attention to Chaojin. In his opinion, Chaojin was already the meat on his chopping board, and Liuhun Street was just a thing in his pocket. After changing his mind, he couldn't help but think of the royal seal he had just obtained, the secret treasure of the royal family! This is his guarantee to surpass the original seed!

After resolving the uneasiness in his heart, Xiao Yichen still worked in the Tenth Team as usual. As usual, he patrolled Matsumoto Ranjuku for a while, and returned to the Tenth Team to handle official duties and prepare to go home.

After walking through the long surging road, Xiao Yichen couldn't help but look at the sky, and suddenly felt that the sky rich in high-quality spiritual sons was as beautiful as crystal.

Step on ~

"Who?!" The sudden sound of footsteps woke Xiao Yichen up and a familiar figure walked out from the corner. Jingle Chunshui, wearing a pink kimono, walked out slowly, holding a wine bottle in his hand, swinging between his fingers.

"So it's Captain Kyoto... Are you going to have a drink again? You're not afraid of being known by Vice Captain Ise." Xiao Yichen put down his hand holding the hilt of the sword, but he didn't feel relaxed at all.

Kyora Chunshui pouted, obviously feeling that Yishi Qiyu was very difficult to deal with. "Captain Yeshan is planning to go home?"

Xiao Yichen nodded, and Jingle Chunshui continued, "Can you accompany me to have a drink?"

This is Jingle Chunshui's old method. If you invite other captains to drink, you can use it as an interface to contact your colleagues' feelings, so you will not stop them again. But today, Xiao Yichen is destined to disappoint Jingle Chunshui: "What if I say no..."

Kark--

Xiao Yichen's Qingming Sword has been unsheathed, and Kyoto Chunshui already knew that this battle was inevitable. He sighed and pulled down the hat on his head. At the same time, a pale figure had appeared beside Kyoto Chunshui - Shishiro Fuzhu!

It was precisely because Xiao Yichen noticed the existence of Shishiro Fuzhu that he decisively drew his sword.

Shishiro Fuzhu sighed slightly. When he saw Jiuzhao Wangshi in the Palace of Confession, he felt something vaguely. He didn't expect that he really met Xiao Yichen and his sword. This is the only life encounter. Now he is an enemy but not a friend, and there is nothing to say.

The three captains confronted each other, and the spiritual pressure began to rise constantly, and the sickle wind brought out lifted the corners of the three of them... The battle was about to break out.

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Chapter completed!