mousepad-d2 Chapter 181
Chapter 181
Pingzi leaned slightly, made a standard 45-degree half-bow, and shrugged his shoulders habitually, making the jagged peaks rising from behind his equally bowed head to stand out.Silence, stoicism, deliberation, composure, easygoing, pride, and a courteous demeanor fully in keeping with the most demanding aristocratic aesthetics. ——Fuchuan Hidetoshi's ghost and animal aura is fully opened The brilliant achievements of purgatory-level aristocratic elite education.
It's a pity...a fly in the ointment, the background is not a gorgeous and extravagant social banquet created by the entanglement of mutual power and interests and entanglements, but...
Ichiro Nakagawa raised his left hand, which had never held a knife, and took off a corner of the bridge of the nose. The cracks had spread densely to the entire lens. The vertical and horizontal cracks were like fine spider webs covering the crystal clear texture of the expensive natural crystal. Of course, there is another important reason for the black-rimmed glasses that have lost their proper function—the other intact lens has just suffered a sudden disaster from the sky.The grey, turbid viscous liquid with a disgusting greasy luster that shone with undegraded loose fat particles was gathering and dripping at the lower edge of the lens following the call of the law of universal gravitation.
Even the most shocking and ecstatic dance performed by the most well-trained and handsome dancers in the world on a luxurious and gorgeous stage, if the background that forms the curtain is rolling and pouring from the top of the head, in the most beautiful way. The shallow biological knowledge can also judge that the composition is composed of the viscous and greasy tissue fluid in the body, and the floating fat particles are ingeniously dotted with such things as half of the head with full brain or two-thirds of the broken heart. If there are similar decorations, it is estimated that no one will be able to draw attention away from such a post-modern and non-mainstream thriller scene, and fairly allocate it to the dance performed by the performers.
In the same way, it can be proved that Ichiro Nakagawa, who has a little common problem of nobles - a little bit of innocuous cleanliness, can't maintain his head under the situation that this ingenious waterfall almost turns into bloody head. Gentleman's demeanor that is calm and unhurried.
Using a partial burst of Reiatsu that showed the perverted Reiatsu control power to clean up the unknown liquid wrapped around his feet, Ichiro Nakagawa ignored the common sense in the world of souls that he could not fly without special props, soaring into the air with both feet: "Mako Hirako isn't doing it yet! Are you going to swim in this disgusting thing?"
The trajectory of the slanted downward swing accurately passed the right ankle. The sharp blade almost cut off the thumb that buckled into the ankle bone and locked the ankle by the edge of the straw sandal. The place where the blade passed was white A brilliant scarlet splashed on the fabric.Then he raised his empty right hand leisurely and contentedly - the 73 of Bindao, Daoshanjing.
The bright blue inverted triangle defensive barrier suspended in mid-air is a more standard and typical death solution than Ichiro Nakagawa.
Hirako sits cross-legged in the center of the thin spiritual film, letting the rain pour down on his head and the turbid waves under his feet. In the middle is Ichiro Nakagawa with a livid coffin face and a leisurely horizontal sword in front of his knees, listening to the bedtime story wholeheartedly. The obedient baby said: "Yeah, my lord is still tossing under our feet. I'm not a mouse that digs holes everywhere. I really can't do anything but swim. Besides, you haven't paid the deposit yet, Zhong Chuan Ichiro."
"Sure enough, you've been with profiteers for too long. Those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black?" Nakagawa Ichiro casually threw away the black-rimmed glasses that had completely lost the meaning of saving, put his hand into his arms, and miraculously found out a pair of exactly the same black glasses. Framed glasses are placed on the high bridge of the nose, the sapphire blue eyes are filtered through the lenses like pure inorganic crystals exuding a cold luster that should never belong to flesh and blood, but he is smiling, gentle and pampering Helpless smile, "Forget it, it would be too perfunctory to use the so-called watchdog's loyalty as an excuse at this time. I have never thought of being loyal to him, and I have no obligation to keep it secret for Young Master Yingming, just as an ally Does Xiao Zhenzi have an obligation to keep it secret for me?"
Ichiro Nakagawa tilted his head and tilted his chin. This slightly childish movement not only emphasized his clear and smooth side profile, but also made him exude the amazing purity and youthfulness of an inexperienced boy.
"I think my ability to keep secrets is worthy of praise." Wang Po, who didn't even bat an eyelid, boasted of selling melons, and her brazenness was simply advancing by leaps and bounds. A little too early."
The unexpectedly difficult target of the negotiation made Ichiro Nakagawa slightly startled, and then he raised the corner of his mouth ambiguously and let out a low smile from the depths of his throat: "What to do, what to do, Makoto. I suddenly feel that it is never possible to give up the pursuit once in a while. Realizing the delusion, changing the goal of pursuit seems to be taken into consideration. I like men, especially difficult men who are thoughtful and meticulous. The scorching brilliance of the summer night fell into the eyes like a shooting star dragging a gorgeous flame tail, "...the more I like it."
Apparently Ichiro Nakagawa's off-topic skill made Mako Hirako, the originator of the crooked building for 100 years, raise his brows in surprise. There was a short gap in the conversation through the Lingzi film, but he was soon caught by Hirako's extremely calm lips. The smile filled again: "Then our relationship should be 'rival in love'."
"Rival in love?" Nakagawa Ichiro frowned suspiciously, unable to keep up with Hirako's jumping thinking.
The angle of the lips rises and deepens without a trace, and the unique meaning of capturing the secret clues gradually seeps out of the calm calmness. While the precise brain is running at high speed to arrange and combine, Hirako raises his hands and stretches out a comfortable laziness. The waist, the Kansai accent is called a twists and turns: "Ah~~~~~ I'm talking about Yousuke Sou, is there a man in this world who is more difficult to deal with than my kawaii vice-captain? ?”
Nakagawa Ichiro, who was clearly equating cute words full of sweetness with Death's first villain BOSS, shivered unabashedly in his head, expressing his incompetence in understanding Mako Hirako's weirdly advanced aesthetics.
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and there is only Xiao Zhenzi in the entire Jingling Court. You will think that the vice-captain who is hidden in your golden house is cute. Besides, Mr. Lan Ran is not difficult to deal with. Hasn't he always actively pestered you? From the current results, it should be said that he is very good at it." It seemed that Ichiro Nakagawa, who had realized the hidden intention in Hirako's words to the unknown, once changed the subject by calmly dropping the lower limit of the show of integrity, and talked about him. The prodigal son turned his back on his evil ways and returned to the righteous life, dragging back to the topic of derailment, "About the cause of Youyou's death, on the surface, it seems that after being ambushed by the Quincy Master, Youyou passed on her swastika to Young Master Yingming, which led to her lack of protection, and she died with random arrows piercing her heart. die."
"Wait a minute, what exactly is Ms. Yumi's Swastika ability?" Zanpakuto's abilities are weird, but there is no doubt that they can only be controlled and activated by the god of death they hold. The way is too challenging the bottom line of common sense in Pingzi's head, "It sounds like a defensive swastika, although I have heard of the title of the best Zanpakuto in the soul world, but I have never heard of it. I have seen her swastika."
Swastika's ability is the biggest reliance and reliance of the Shinigami in the battle. To some extent, it can be said to be the biggest fighting secret of a Shinigami. Few Shinigami are as gentle and considerate as the Fifth Division. Although they are not yet middle-aged, they have already advanced. The vice-captain, who showed an amiable elder demeanor in one step, did the opposite, keen to expose his own illusion. ——Of course we all know that men are reliable, sows can climb trees, bosses don’t lie, 98 can climb walls, vice-captain Aizen has dual attributes of the No. The only purpose of the nonsense uttered from those sexy thin lips is... to make Mr. Er conceive before marriage.
To sum up, it is reasonable and expected that Pingzi, who is a close friend in her boudoir, does not know whether the swastika of Youyou sister Tao is long, flat, square or round. ——Just like even if the relationship is as close as Hiyyori, he doesn't know what kind of virtue Hirako is after the rebellion, Hirako himself will consciously not touch such a potentially offensive sensitive topic.
"The reason why the beautiful swastika can be passed on is because her swastika is very special." As if he had anticipated Hirako's question, Nakagawa Ichiro raised a strand of black hair that had slipped from the corner of his eye, and unconsciously twirled it around his fingertips Ah Wow, "The beautiful Swastika Mingguang Armor, just like its name, is a solid armor armed to the teeth. The strong physical defense allows warriors wearing the armor to rampage on the battlefield without any scruples. Defense to avoid any oncoming swords and swords, and it is also the nemesis of the spirit particle arrow beam that the Quincy is proud of. Because the special ability of this armor is the nullification of energy attacks."
"Why are freaks with weird and unscientific abilities everywhere around me?" Hirako was stunned, and he didn't deliberately hide his surprise, "Fuchuan Hideaki is the king of duels, and his shield is Invincible in group battles. This kind of heaven-defying combination can also be forcibly demolished by CP, Hideaki Fukawa's luck is really not worth looking forward to."
Ichiro Nakagawa twitched the corners of his mouth and pulled out a slightly distorted smile. The thick and colorful shadow spread out from the deep track around his lips, climbing up like vines and winding into the slanted corners of his eyes, melting into a deep and gloomy The dark blue: "But this is also the reason why she really died. I am innocent and guilty, Fuchuan Hideaki fell in love with her swastika, just like...he fell in love with Shijie who knew the other side .”
"Qiaodu sack, Nana Nanani?" Pingzi's eyes widened suddenly, and he plucked out his ears in disbelief, with a slightly sharp rise in his Kansai accent, "Did I hear you right, what did you say?" It’s as if Fukawa Hideaki has the ability to take the ability of being cut by others as his own.”
"Why is it impossible?" Nakagawa Ichiro narrowed his eyes ironically, his slender eyelashes cast a dark shadow on his fair skin, "Since you never believed Aizen-kun's lies about his Zanpakuto, And why would you believe that those rumors, rumors, speculations and assumptions about the ability of Thousand Eyes are the truth?"
"Thousand-eyed swastika's ability is to lock the opponent's spiritual pressure within a certain range and seal the opponent's ability, so that it cannot be activated...."
"It seems that you are also aware of it, don't you? If you want to snatch other people's property, you always have to make the other party lose the ability to resist. Isn't this a natural logic?" Ichiro Nakagawa raised his flying altitude again, lowered his head and watched the boiling water under his feet The gloomy torrent, whispered, "The main character seems to have finally appeared belatedly."
"Ah. This is really a clever lie. No, to be precise, there is not a single word in this lie that is a lie. It's just that Hideaki Fukawa didn't tell the whole truth when the rumor spread." Hirako stood Straighten the body, draw out the sheath against the back, and with a wave of the long knife, smash the temporary shelter from the inside out. The shoddy tofu dregs project is like a small pebble thrown into the raging tide, following the law of universal gravitation without hesitation Throwing at the chowder soup with stumped limbs, broken arms and human organs floating under your feet, the powerful impact of the burst of spiritual pressure entangled around your body is not at all like a tiny pebble that will sink into the sea without even bubbling. Don't be surprised, directly smashed a big pit with a deep bottom in the viscous liquid, unwilling to be lonely, and pushed the rising water level to a new peak.
Ow—
At the same time, a sharp and shrill roar full of indescribable pain and anger resounded in the ears and went straight into the sky.
Nakagawa Ichiro, who has been bowing his head and watching the battle situation under his feet, raised the corners of his mouth leisurely, showing the stress-free relaxation of the onlookers watching the fire from the other side and watching the COSPLAY as a wallflower: "People do it at home, and the disaster comes from the sky." Come up. Xiao Zhenzi's trick turned out to be a meteorite falling from the sky, picking up the sea fishing moon, and the monkey stealing peaches. He has become more and more proficient in using it, but how did he judge the confusing gender of this bunch of things, and he can find the right place to kick it so cleanly? To cut off children and grandchildren neatly?"