Vol 12 Chapter 93: stop!

The whole body exudes the temperament that mixes the loneliness of the master and the domineering of the king. If a little girl sees it, then she will jump on it and never let it go.
It didn't take long for Hirako Mako's voice to be heard from behind.
"Didn't I say it all, I have been recognized by the Soul World now, and am no longer a fugitive?" Hirako Mako's tone was slightly indignant and helpless.
He really didn't expect that there was a problem with the sheepskin roll about accepting them back into the Soul World.
I met two guys who didn't admit the account, and they just said that they didn't receive a notice.
And these two guys were Kuchuki Byakuya and Kyouki Kenpachi, as expected.
"Don't run! I'll let you go after a good fight with me!" Geng Mujian's arrogant voice came from behind.
Kuchiki Byakuya frowned and did not speak, it seemed that none of this was worthy of him to speak.
With a grim face, he kept walking towards Hirako Mako.
"Stop!!!" A deep and deep voice came from the air, and a huge Rei-pressure storm slowly landed from the sky with the big man burning with blue and white flames.
Hirako Mako and the three heard this burst of shout, and felt an extremely depressed feeling in the heart of this powerful Reiatsu.
He hurriedly stopped his figure and stood still looking at the big flame man floating in front of him, with a look of shock on his face.
"This...this..." The faces of Hirako Mako and Kuchmoto Byakuya were solemn and unbelievable.
Only Gengmu Jianba had an even more crazy look on his face when he saw the big flame man!
"Whose Zanpakudao is this materialization! It is so strong!" Gengmujian Baxiemei smiled and said, "Hey! Are you going to fight with me?"
Hirako Mako and Kuchiki Byakuya rolled their eyes directly at Kenpachi.
"Those who are within the limits! Die"
The burning big man drove the Zanpai knife in his hand, and a blue and white flame gushed out from the tip of the knife.
Surrounded by Mulin as the center, it is covered in blue and white lines within a radius of ten miles.
"Boundaries! Death!"
The burning man really didn't want to fight against them, not because he was afraid of them, but because he didn't want the fighting here to affect Mulin.
And even if he shot it! It may not be able to defeat all three of them!
"Three captain-level characters! It's tricky!"
Kuchiki·Byakuya looked at the boundary, his face dull and dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Hirako Mako seemed to have thought of something, full of shock, he carefully looked at the Zanpaku knife next to the burning man, as if he wanted to find a clue on it.
"Then what if I step in?" Ben Jianba looked indifferent, he walked closer and closer, just when he was about to step on the blue and white flames.
A voice came from not far away: "Captain Mengmu! What a courage!"
Mulin's gloomy and murderous voice came from not far away. His figure seemed to be slow, but he came to him in the blink of an eye.
"Mulin?" Hirako Mako looked at the young man in a white death tyrant in front of him, with surprise on his face.
"Finally I find you."
Murin glanced at Hirako Mako faintly: "Captain Kuchiki, why is Captain Mengmu chasing Hirako Mako?"
"Don't you know that the corpse soul world has lifted the hunting order against them?"
Gengben Jianpachi and Kyumoto Byakuya glanced at each other faintly, showing a little guilty conscience.
"How did Mullin know that they were hunting Hirako Mako?" Although they had doubts in their hearts, they still didn't ask.
Especially Kuchuki Byakuya, who seemed to close his eyes without trying to explain anything, while Kuchaki smiled, a little embarrassed.
He just wanted to fight Hirako Mako, who had never had a chance to contact him after he was imaginary a hundred years ago.
In the past 100 years, I have heard a lot of rumors about the Masked Legion. It is said that everyone has the strength of the captain.
This made him even more curious.
So he kept chasing Hirako Mako.
But how could such a thing be said to Mulin.
His face was full of distress, and he couldn't think of a good reason with his well-developed limbs.
"Uh... uh... where are we two playing with him!"
Kuchiki·Byakuza directly cast a blank glance at the sword eight.
Hirako Mako was full of sad reminders, thinking about the performance of the more wooden swordsman along the way, it really fits the three words "chasing and playing".
He wanted to play a fight with himself! ! !
Suddenly Hirako Mako felt that he had been hit ten thousand points.
Mulin chuckled in his heart and laughed. You can't figure out such a bad reason, but on the surface it is still full of coldness, an extremely dangerous feeling.
In fact, he opened his eyes soon after the burning man left and woke up.
Although there was no earth-shattering reaction, Mulin clearly felt the power in his body, such as the command arm, where the power was where his thoughts lay.
"Play? You can also say the reason." Mulin said lightly: "If you don't have a reasonable explanation today, then..."
"Just be ready to bear my anger."
Even Mu Jian Bayi was amused: "This is another fight to fight!"
To kill with a firm face is to "chase and play."
Hirako Mako was tortured to death by Gengmu Kenpachi's words. Suddenly he thought of something and said, "Mr. Mulin, this is not the time to say this."
Gengmu Jianba gave Hirako Mako a fiercely stared look, what is meant by this time?
What do you want to do? Don't let me fight?
"What does it mean to say this thing?"
"This matter is serious! How about I just don't give Murin face?"
Kuchuki Byakuya put his hand on his forehead and shook his head very helplessly. He had never seen such an idiot.
"Hirako, is there anything wrong with you coming to see me?" Mulin asked.
Hirako hurriedly replied, "Aishashi! I was taken away by Yan Long of Longtang Temple!"
"It's my incompetence, I didn't take her seriously."
Hirako Mako had a look of shame on his face. Before leaving, Mulin had specially asked them to look after Akane Shizuku, but he was still taken away.
Mulin's pupils shrank slightly! He was not afraid, but thought of some possibility.
Still speaking faintly, he couldn't hear any emotions at all: "Tell me about the situation at that time, how she was captured, and how long has it been since?"
"Hey hey! Are you talking about our tie-ups now?" Gengben Jianba's tattered Zan Poknife straddled his shoulders.
Mulin glared at him fiercely when he heard what he said, and the spiritual pressure on his body swept away.
Gengmu Jian Bayi was still excited at first, but the excitement in his heart immediately retreated from the peak to the bottom in the next second. . ,,.