She has looked up to the figure of Aizen all these years. Strong and gentle, decisive in doing things without sparing any effort, he is a very, very handsome and perfect man. Until a few days ago, when Aizen's body was hung on the Naval Headquarters building, Zhiyuan only felt that the whole sky seemed to collapse. "It's really you, Aizen Admiral." Zhiyuan buried her head in Aizen's arms, and the tears from the corners of her eyes wet Aizen's skirt. You can clearly feel that Zhiyuan in front of you is trembling constantly. "At that time... At that time, I really thought I was going to die." "But I was wrong, it was a lie, it was all a lie! Aizen Admiral is definitely not going to die. Yes, I always knew it would be like this." The appearance of talking and muttering to himself, outsiders feel so distressed when they see it. The usually strong Marine Admiral's backup Madoka would show such a weak side.
"You're a little thinner." "I'm sorry, I didn't expect to hurt you so deeply." Aizen hugged Zhiyuan gently from behind with both hands. "But if it's Madoka, you should be able to understand. I have something to deal with, so I have to pretend to be dead and hide it from you." Aizen's voice gently soothed Zhiyuan's emotions, and at the same time, it seemed to be asking himself to make a decision. However, Zhiyuan didn't hear the true meaning of what Aizen said just now. "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all. As long as you are alive, Aizen Admiral, I don't care about anything..." As he spoke, Zhiyuan's voice became choked up, as if he was about to cry. "Thank you. Madoka. Thank you very much." "Farewell." Suddenly, Aizen uttered this word that made Zhiyuan feel very inexplicable. pooh- The next moment, the sound of a sharp blade piercing through the flesh sounded directly between the two of them. A sharp pain instantly spread to Zhiyuan's brain. Just now, with his eyes closed, Madoka, who was extremely dependent on enjoying Aizen's embrace, suddenly widened his eyes. There seemed to be tears in the eye sockets that were just shed because of the lost and regained emotions. But his eyes were full of doubts. Slowly lowered his head and looked down. Blood? It was a hand holding a bloody blade. Looking at this hand, Zhiyuan felt that the whole world had completely turned into black and white, as if the brain automatically filtered out some important information subconsciously.
"What's this?" Zhiyuan's tears dripped down slowly, but this time it was not tears shed because of lost and found. Zhiyuan raised his head slowly, wanting to question Aizen. However, the moment she raised her head, Zhi Yuan froze. Although the person in front of him was still that person, the sense of alienation displayed made Zhiyuan a little scared. Aizen mercilessly pulled the knife out from Zhiyuan's abdomen. Leaving Zhiyuan's body lying on the ground. "Go, Hancock." After a brief greeting to Hancock next to him, Aizen turned his head and prepared to leave. However, she had just turned around and hadn't walked out of Huajian's gate. Teng Teng Teng... Accompanied by a series of hurried running sounds, a person ran here in a hurry. The head and body are dressed in a slightly rustic decoration of that color, and a Marine Vice Admiral coat is casually draped over the back. The usual wretched expression has disappeared, replaced by a nervous and sweaty expression. Seeing the sudden appearance of this man, Aizen felt a little surprised, but still greeted him very normally: "Yo, add a plan." The smiling expression and the figure that shouldn't appear here are particularly strange. "What's going on. Aizen, is it really you?" Seeing Aizen, who was supposed to be dead, appear in the depths where the Celestial Dragons lived, Gake showed a very shocked expression. A few days ago, they saw Aizen's body with their own eyes, and now Aizen's body should still be placed in Naval Headquarters. "Of course, as you can see, it's me." "However, shouldn't you be assigned to deal with the slave riot? You came here much earlier than I expected. Plus." "What? What do you mean by that? Are you..." Aizen's words made Jiaji feel a bad feeling in his heart. "What do you mean? Don't you understand such a simple truth? Dispersing the enemy's power is the most basic thing in tactics." "You actually said [enemy]?" Jiaji's gaze changed instantly, and he was full of vigilance when looking at Aizen. At this moment, he seemed to understand something. "Where is Zhiyuan?"
"Yeah, where is it?" Aizen remained calm. There is no movement in the hands. The next moment, Kake passed through Aizen in an instant and came to the rear. When he saw the girl lying quietly on the ground with blood flowing all over the place, Jia Ji's eyes suddenly widened. Isn't this the only Yuan who confessed to him hundreds of times, but rejected him all of them? Kake has heard it countless times with his own ears, that Madoka likes a strong yet gentle man like Aizen. "Only...round..." Jia Ji couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, his whole body was trembling constantly. "It's a pity that you found out." Aizen turned his head slowly, with an attitude that seemed to be teasing but also seemed to really think so: "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." "At least you should have chopped her into pieces without letting you find out." Amazing speech. It seems that the current Aizen still looks like a modest gentleman, but the words he said are so shocking. Surprisingly, he could say without hesitation that he would chop the man who admired him so much into pieces. Ka Ka Ka—— After two seconds of silence, Jia Ji clenched his fist tightly, and his knuckles made a very clear sound. It was enough to see that Jiaji was extremely angry at this moment. "Aizen, since when did you become like this. Was it something that Golden Lion guy did?" Jia Ji still couldn't believe that the man who once made him feel unreachable would look like this. Although Kake should have some conflicts with Aizen because of the matter of Yuan, but in fact it is not the case. Jiaji has always regarded Aizen as his goal, and has always worshiped the man in front of him from the bottom of his heart.