"Deputy Captain Chozuka!"

　　 "What's the matter? Or Jianpachi is here again?" In the office of the deputy captain of the first team, Hong Jiang looked at the incoming players like a frightened bird.

　　 In the past few days, he has been buried by piles of official duties. I really don’t understand how he handled so many weird documents when there was only one person in the past.

　　 And Kariya Shiki Kenpachi is also a troublemaker. When Hongjiang refused the invitation of Molecheng Shuangya seven days ago, Kariya Shiki was quite free and easy. As a result, starting from three days ago, Hongjiang would be harassed by the other party every day. To be honest, he was a little scared. If the brother was in a hurry, it would be nice to take him directly.

　　 "Isn't it, it was the deputy captain of the sparrow who asked if you want to drink tea together? By the way, captain Yamamoto was also there. They drank the black tea just cultivated by the deputy captain of the sparrow today."

　　 "Don't drink! Didn't you see that I'm busy!" Hongjiang patted the documents in front of him, and said uncomfortably, "Also, if Kariyashiki Kenpachi came to see me, he said I was not there!"

　　 How can these old men be so free! Is there something wrong with the way I handle my affairs? Hong Jiang can't figure it out, why is his promotion a bit weird? Wasn’t the vice captain very leisurely watching comics in his previous life?

　　 When Hongjiang was thinking about his life in front of a pile of documents, the Kariya Shiki Kenpachi he was thinking about was far in front of the prison of Shuangya Mojo, the palace of repentance.

　　刳Yashiki’s main purpose was not to take him to see Mole City Shuangya at all. As for the multiple visits in the past three days, it was only because he felt that there was no way to save Mole City Kozo.

　　 I thought that half of the captains would apply to Room 46 to change the verdict on Moejo Kozo, but unexpectedly, there were not many captains willing to participate in this matter. In a week, he didn't change much.

　　 "Sorry, I couldn't save Kozo."

"Why don't you care, I didn't ask you to save him." Mole Chengshuang also said calmly, as if the person named Koizan had nothing to do with him, and laughed at himself: "It's the little guy named Diezuka Hongjiang. Doesn't you come to see me because it doesn't make any sense to see the loser?"

　　 "I said Shuang Ye, your situation has nothing to do with him! No one can make mistakes willfully, and they should think that they should be forgiven!"

　　刳Yashiki is a little irritable. He doesn't understand why Mole City has reached this time. He doesn't care about his family, and he still struggles with Chozuka Hiroe.

　　Because of being proud, do you want to see who ruined his plan?

　　 Or simply interested in Chozuka Hiroe?

　　 He didn't understand, and he didn't want to understand, no matter what the reason, such an idea seemed too arrogant and cold.

　　 "Looking at you like this, is there anything else you want to preach to me?"

Although 　　刳Yashiki looks like a fierce person, he is actually an extremely humble and easy-going person. There are not many people who can force him to preach. Molecheng smiled, as if quite proud.

　　 "What's the point of preaching to you now?" Kariyashiki sighed, "I'll find that kid again, and let you see him tomorrow before execution."

After speaking, Kariya Shiki Kenpachi turned around and left. It looked like he was going to "negotiate" with Hongjiang again. Molecheng smiled when he saw it, and when Kariya Shiki disappeared from his field of vision, he slowly spit out a word: "Tomorrow I’m afraid I won’t see you for a while tomorrow~"

　　……

　　 At night, there is no sound in the already quiet Confession Palace. There is no moon tonight, and the Bipolar Hill outside the window looks like a huge black dog crouching, waiting for food.

　　 Moecheng Shuang also looked away from the fascinating scenery outside the window, turned around and walked to the door, bending his index finger, and banging on the door rhythmically.

　　 咚, 咚咚, 咚咚咚... Mole City seems to use the Shimen in front of him as a musical instrument, repeating his unfamiliar playing.

　　 This kind of movement is not common in the Confession Palace, so soon, the jailer dressed in white was attracted over, and today's Molecheng Shuang is also somewhat abnormal.

　　 "Be quiet! Otherwise I will seal your mouth!" The jailer yelled viciously.

"Is there just one? It came faster than I thought." Molecheng said, stopped and stopped his not-so-skilled playing, looked at the jailer outside the door, put his index finger on his mouth and made a ban. With a gesture of words, he said with a smile: "It will be quiet, but you have to stay with me!"

The original loose clothes suddenly tightened. The jailer realized that something was wrong and just thought about it, but found that he could not do it anymore. As if he had an invisible hand, he suddenly took off the white cloth on his face and twisted it into a strand. Caught his neck.

　　 I can't do it if I want to reach out and grab the lifeline on his neck. The clothes on his body look like a torture rack, so he can't control his body at all, and he can't even fall down.

　　 er~ er...

　　 The sound not much louder than a mosquito lasted for a short time and then disappeared completely. This sound was so insignificant even in the quiet confession palace, but it was the last cry for help from a life, but no one heard it.

"Don't bring the key? Then I have to trouble you to go and run again." Mole Chengshuang also said softly, and the twisted rope around the jailer's neck outside the door returned to its original position. UU read www.uukahnshuu . There is no wrinkle on the cm.

　　 Then the jailer, who was already a corpse, moved on his own, disappearing into Mole City’s sight step by step, just like when he was alive.

　　 After a short time, the jailer took the key to the four-deep prison again. With a click, the prison door that was supposed to be opened at noon tomorrow was opened in advance.

　　 Immediately after the jailer changed the key, he also untied the ghost tools on Molecheng Shuangye's neck and wrist that restricted the movement of spiritual power, and then he softened and fell on Molecheng's feet.

　　A little bit of white light gushed from the body of the jailer, and finally merged into a Zanpaku knife, about three feet long, with a square guard, and the handle of the knife was wrapped with a purple handle, and the diamond-shaped eyes showed a gray color.

If at this moment someone who had watched the torture of Molecheng’s family a hundred years ago, they would be surprised to find that this was the Zanpaku Knife that Molecheng Shuangye had awakened at the time. He said that during the arrest, The Zanpaku Knife I don't know where to put!

It’s a pity that there is no such person here, so I can’t tell the poor jailers in the palace of confession. In fact, Molecheng Shuang also has a title-the sickle. Maybe there was no sickle before, but the sickle has already been picked up. With the weapon in hand, the next step is performance time, a performance that is destined to be a tragedy harvesting life.

　　 The night is black and wind is high, it is the time to kill! The jailers in the Palace of Confession are not powerful people. Their greatest advantage is their absolute loyalty to the Seireitei or the Central 46, but this loyalty is useless at this moment!

　　 In silence, the Mole Cheng Shuang who had escaped from the trap also killed them completely, not to mention resistance, except for the sound of blood flowing, they could not make any movement.