owlsbooks Chapter 692 Don't Guess the Woman's Mind
Chapter 692 Don't Guess the Woman's Mind
The Infernal Hell became gray and gray.
As the extremely thin sword light passed by, the entire space seemed to be cut off.
The surrounding void is like a broken three-dimensional mirror, falling from the sky piece by piece like raindrops, and each broken fragment of the void is refracted like a lens, and the multiple distorted things and scenes have a different kind of appearance. Broken beauty.
The blue air flow slowly rises, and the gray dust slowly descends.
It looks like the scene of the first division of chaos, the ups and downs of clear and turbid air reshape the world, and then all things are born.
Lord stood in the center of the broken and twisted void in his white clothes. The blade in his hand turned into spirit particles and disappeared, restraining the spiritual pressure and power released around him, as if nothing had happened.
After a while, he took a step forward and walked slowly towards Unohana Yachiryu.
Unohana Yachiryu lay peacefully on the ground, her black hair scattered wantonly, and all of them had returned to their original state. The blade with amazing arc like the waning moon was covered with dense cracks, as if it would break at any time. Crack the same.
Once the Zanpakuto is damaged in the swastika state, it can never be fully repaired.
Unless it is done by the sword god himself, even if Nirvana Yuri takes action, it can only be transformed rather than repaired.
Fortunately, Unohana Yachiryu's Zanpakuto were all exhausted, and it wasn't damaged during the Swastika, but if it was damaged to this extent, it would probably take a long time to completely repair it.
But compared to the damage received by Zanpakuto, Unohana's own injury is more terrifying.
In order to forcibly accept Lord's sword pose, her left half of her body was almost destroyed. If ordinary people suffered such injuries, they would probably die on the spot. The reason why she is still alive is just the residual effect of exhaustion. That's all.
But if things go on like this for a long time, Uzhihua Yaqianliu will undoubtedly die.
That sword is not just a move, but contains a certain kind of extremely domineering sword intent, extremely sharp that can cut even the space, if you don't care about Unohana, even if you use it all, you can't heal that kind of injury.
"I lost......"
Unoka seemed to be muttering to herself, with one arm covering her face, making it impossible to see her expression.
But even so, Lord still saw the tears falling from the corners of her eyes.
"I didn't expect... I'm so incompetent." Unohana Yachiryu bit her lips, trying to control her trembling voice: "It's really ironic, I who have been pursuing fighting, actually In battle...you can't use your full strength."
Lord was silent, and straight men like him knew that Unohana was just talking.
"Just after seeing my sword skills, I can perfectly replicate them, and even perform sword moves that surpass the original power." Unoka's lips were bitten, and a trace of blood gushed into her mouth: "Your talent is so powerful, but because of My weakness . . . restrains my own instincts."
"For a swordsman, this is a great shame."
"Since you have surpassed me, you should naturally take my life and follow me to a higher truth."
"You're wrong, Unohana."
Lord shook his head, took off his white haori, and put it on the almost naked Unohana.
"Isn't it... isn't it?" Unohana Yachiryu raised his arms, his dark eyes filled with water vapor.
"I told you from the beginning."
Under the woman's puzzled gaze, Lord said calmly: "The thing I'm after is not the name of the strongest. Whether it's fighting instinct or swordsmanship, it's just a process and a means to me, not the ultimate goal. So you don't have to blame yourself. "
"What are you... are you after?" Uzhihua Yaqianliu's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes showed a bit of confusion and incomprehension, she looked deeply at the man in front of her, as if she wanted to put his Seeing through the same thoughts: "Why are you swinging your sword? Where is your path?"
"Later...you will know."
Lord smiled, but didn't answer her question, and raised his hand to gently cover Unohana's forehead: "Everyone has their own pursuits, so I won't deny your way of life, but I hope you can Live well, and then use your own eyes to find things that are truly worth your life, not for the empty and boring... the strongest."
"A person who is burdened with sins like me...how else can he survive?" Unohana Yachiru murmured, "Death in battle may be the best ending for me." Bar."
"Well... then change it." Lord said with a smile: "Don't kill people from now on, go save other people's lives."
"Save... people?"
Unozhihua Yaqianliu was stunned, and immediately said speechlessly: "Let a murderer go to save people, I really don't understand what you think."
"Hahaha, because it's very interesting."
Lord smiled playfully, and said, "Besides, I really want to see you save people, it must be more beautiful than now."
"Aren't I not beautiful enough with a sword in your eyes?" Unohana Yachiryu narrowed his eyes and asked back with a smile.
"It's okay, but it feels too violent." Lord didn't notice the atmosphere at all, and thought to himself: "But people who are thousands of years old, it's not too bad to watch people wielding knives and guns all day long." Well, if this continues, no one will dare to marry you."
The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped a lot, and icy mist condensed in the air.
A black air so thick that it was visible to the naked eye wrapped around Unohana Yachiryu's face, and several veins popped out of the corners of his eyes: "Then... really... I want to thank you very much Ah, I came here to teach an old man who is thousands of years old! Too! Pooh!"
"Uh...that's not what I meant!"
Lord finally sensed that the atmosphere was not right, he swallowed his saliva and quickly waved his hands, saying nervously: "Look at how well-maintained your skin is, it's soft and smooth and so white, especially because of your amazing figure, you can't even tell it's Thousands of years old."
chug chu...
Unozhihua Yaqianliu's forehead bulged with blue veins, and said with a smile, "Where are your hands?"
Lord froze for a moment, lowered his head and broke out in a cold sweat.
It's not good, he distracted his attention by talking too much, in order to heal Unohana Yachiryu, his hand moved down unknowingly, and once again touched...the sacred twin peaks.
He can swear by his character that he definitely didn't do it on purpose!
"Hey, Lord Spirit King."
Unohana Yachiryu's smile remained the same, and she clenched her fists: "Grit your teeth tightly, don't let go."
boom--!
Unparalleled strength, armor-piercing crit.
Lord screamed, with a fist mark on his eye socket, and flew upside down hundreds of meters away.
Unohana Yachiryu got up slowly, wearing that obviously ill-fitting feather, with a smear of spring on her cheeks, and stared at Lord shamefully: "If you dare to touch again next time, don't blame me for cutting you off." hand!"
"It hurts, it hurts...you are so ruthless!"
Lord covered his darkened eye sockets, gasping for air in pain: "Besides, I didn't do it on purpose. Besides, I didn't take credit for healing you, and I got punched for no reason."
"Humph."
Unohana Yachiryu turned her head away, and tugged at the white feathered weaving to cover her exposed white skin.
"Now that it's settled, let's go back together."
The dark circles around Lord's eyes quickly disappeared, and he got up with a smile and sent out an invitation: "I reserve the position of captain of the fourth squad just for you. Why don't you give it a try and start over from now on."
"Squad [-]..."
Unozhihua Yaqianliu's eyes softened, and he smiled lightly, "Perhaps, it's a good choice."
"That's settled then."
Seeing that she didn't refuse, Lord finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said with a light smile: "From now on, you will be the captain of the fourth division."
Just as Lord was about to take her away, a hand reached out from behind and quietly grabbed his sleeve.
"Ok?"
Lord looked back and saw Unohana lowering his head: "Is there anything else?"
"Um......"
Uzhihua replied softly, lowering her head so that her expression could not be seen clearly: "Since it is a new start, why not give me a new name, and treat it as a complete farewell to the past, what do you think?"
"Well......"
Lord pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "Then I will call you, Maozhihua... strong, like fire, upright and steadfast."
"What a . . . perfect name for me."
Unozhihua slowly raised her head, showing a gentle smile: "Thank you, I will cherish this name."
Unohana Yachiryu, the unprecedented villain in the history of the Soul World, died in the Infernal Hell.
And at the same time.
With the mission of saving lives, the captain of the Fourth Division, Unohana Retsu, who is good at returning to Taoism, was reborn in Infernal Hell.