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"Reaper is such a strange creature!"

Holding a drink in his hand, Lilynette said, looking at the noisy Hieri Peaceko Mako in front of him.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing Lilynette's sigh, Jiu Nanbai, who was lying on the other side in the same position, asked, blinking his eyes.

"Of course you can invite me in the name of Kimura, Ichigo Kurosaki will definitely agree to join. Why do you want to invite me in the name of the 'Mask Legion'?"

"Hey...you said that's the same, - why, Little Riri?"

After listening to Lilynette's words, Kunanbai tilted his head and thought for a long time, then turned his gaze to Hiroko Mako.

"What?"

"I said why don't we invite Ichigo Kurosaki in the name of Kimura? In that case, he will definitely not refuse."

Hearing Kunanbai's words, Hirari, who was teaching Hirako Mako a lesson, suddenly stopped, and the expression on his face seemed a bit strange.

"Idiot, how can that be the same!"

"What's wrong?"

"What we are going to invite is our companions, our companions of the Mask Legion."

"But isn't Kimura our companion too?"

"It's different. Kimura is just our companion, but not our kind."

"Hey, Riseri!"

Hearing Hirori's words, Mako Hirako whispered, her face becoming a little ugly.

"What's wrong? Don't you think so too! I know Kimura is our good partner. We have indeed received his care over the years, but after all, Kimura is not our kind, right?"

When they heard Hieri's words, everyone in the room was silent, and they didn't know how they should answer Hieri's questions. This was indeed a difficult question. Although Muyang Kimura was indeed their good friend, Hieko Mako stubbornly used the name of the "Mask Legion" when she invited Ichigo Kurosaki to join. There was no lack of considerations in this regard.

"We who were deprecated and who had betrayed our identity as God of Death. Even if our friends are still by our side, we can never return to our previous appearance. We are the 'mask group', people who stepped from God of Death into the realm of Death. We are nothing."

The room suddenly became quiet, and only the low voice in Rishi was ringing indoors.

Mako Hirako sat on the side, her eyes drooping, not knowing what she was thinking; Luo Wu was holding her comic book in her hand, but her eyes didn't know where it fell; Lisa was also absent-minded. The book in her hand could not make her excited; Quan Xi held a cloth in her hand and wiped her Zanpakura unconsciously; Rhodes' fingers knocked unconsciously there; Xiaoba sat there with her hands crossed, silent; even Jiunanbai stopped her shaking legs.

In the quiet room, a depressed atmosphere gradually rose, making everyone in it feel unspeakable, but no one broke the strange atmosphere first.

"Ah, what's wrong? Is something happening? Why don't everyone talk?"

A lazy voice suddenly sounded, breaking the strange atmosphere inside the room.

Brush ~~~

Just as the sound fell, everyone's eyes turned around in the room and pointed at Stark who appeared inside the room with sleepy eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Suddenly being pointed at by more than a dozen people, Stark suddenly felt a sense of pressure. Even he was a little at a loss in the face of such a strange situation. His hand, which was originally rubbing his hair, stopped, and the smile on his face seemed a little stiff. After hesitating for a while, Stark spoke again with a hesitant tone.

"No. Nothing!"

Hearing Stark's voice, Hieri shook his head. He left Stark with the back of his head, obviously not wanting to answer Stark's question. Although she has been living together for so many years, she is still very unhappy with Stark. Her lazy look is like Kisuke, which makes her feel uncomfortable all over when she looks at it!

"Although I don't know what's wrong, I always feel like something amazing has happened."

Uncommon to Rishiri's attitude. After so many years, Stark had long been used to Rishiri's attitude towards him. He rubbed his slightly messy hair, making them even more messy. Stark walked to the bar, took out the wine from the cabinet below and poured a glass of wine for himself, drank a sip, and let out a comfortable moan.

Relying on the bar, Stark supported his chin with one hand and swayed with a wine glass with the other, looking calm.

"So, can you tell me what happened? After all, we have lived together for so many years and we are like each other's family. Although our identities are different, I think this will not affect our relationship."

"family!?"

When everyone in the room was shocked when they heard the two words spit out from Stark's mouth. What an out of reach for them!

Stark and the others won’t say anything. They were born in the Void Circle and never knew what their family members were. In the cruel environment of the Void Circle, there was only killing and death. Stark and the others were like this, and Hirako and Mako were not inferior. Most of them were born in Liuhun Street and never felt the beauty of family affection. ‘Family’ is a word that can only be seen in books. Now Stark says they are family members!!?

"Family...?"

When they whispered these two words, everyone couldn't help but get confused. Although there was no language communication, just savoring these two words carefully was enough to make their hearts full of warmth.

"Tsk, who is the bald man with Mako is a family member..."

Hiezuri looked at Mako Hirako, suddenly jumped off her stool, said something disdainful, then turned around and walked towards the backyard, but his tone was not at all powerful, and a layer of blush appeared on her face. Although it was not very obvious, everyone present could see it clearly.

Bang!!

After entering the backyard, Rishili did not forget to close the door hard and make a loud noise.

"Hey, Xiao Riri's face seemed to turn red just now."

Jiunanbai put a finger in his mouth, looked at the back door that was still vibrating, and suddenly his head tilted, blinking his big eyes and said playfully.

“Hahahaha~~~~~”

Just after Jiu Nanbai's voice fell, a violent laugh suddenly erupted in the room. Looking at everyone sitting together, smiling, everyone's eyes suddenly became wet. Looking at the companions around him, a feeling that was stronger than before slowly brewed in front of their chests.

"Those idiots, who are their family members!"

He leaned his back against the door, listening to the bursts of laughter coming from the room, and feeling the joy in everyone's laughter, Rishiri bit his lip and said, but his eyes turned a little red, and there seemed to be something crystal clear in his eyes.

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"Haqiu!"

"What's wrong, Mr. Kimura? You seem to have a cold. Do you want me to take a look for you?"

"Uh...No need, Captain Maozhihua, I'm fine, you'd better look at Jianba's injuries."

Hearing the words of Kaori Urachi, Muyang Kimura waved his hand quickly. He didn't want to be Kaori Urachi for no reason. If her "Shizuku" was swallowed by Kaori Urachi... Thinking of this, Muyang Kimura suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.

"Captain Gengmu's injury is no longer important. There is no fatal wound on his body. He is still in a coma because of the excessive consumption of fierce battles. - It's Mr. Kimura, you really don't matter? I see that your face looks a little ugly. Do you want me to treat you?"

"No!"

Hearing Umaru Hualie talking about this terrible thing again, Muyang Kimura quickly refused, but the more ugly face on his face made Umaru Hualie's face look more intense, making Muyang Kimura's heart frightened. He was really afraid that Umaru Hualie would suddenly liberate the Zanpakura and swallow him in one bite.

"Since Jianba's injury is fine, I'll leave first. I'll come to see him after he wakes up. Goodbye, Captain Maozhihua, thank you."

After saying that, Muyang Kimura turned around and left quickly. The feeling of depression given to him by Kaori Urachi was too strong. He was really afraid of this dark-bellied lady, whether it was the past, present, or even the future.

"Oh, I ran so fast, it seemed like someone was a terrible thing."

Looking at Muyang Kimura's back as he ran away in a panic, Kaori Uroi covered his mouth and chuckled softly, with an iconic kind smile on his face, which made people feel good about it, but only familiar people can feel the terror behind her smile.

"but..."

His eyes turned to Gengmu Jianba on the bed, and the smile on Maozhi Hualie's face was curled away, but he brought a sense of care and thought.

"This is the fourth time he has sent Gengmu Jianba to the fourth team. Every time he fainted after fighting to the limit, Captain Gengmu did not have many scars on his body. Even if there are, he was the kind of injury that could recover in a short period of time."

But what Mao Zhihualie cares more about is the increase in the strength of Gengmu Jianba. Mao Zhihualie is very clear about the strength of Gengmu Jianba. Every time he survives from the critical moment of life and death, Gengmu Jianba's strength will be greatly improved. That is his gradually unblocking his own strength in repeated life and death battles.

A wild boy flashed through his mind, and a ripple appeared in Maozhihua Lie's heart.

I really look forward to you being able to restore your strength, the only man who can please me! (To be continued)
Chapter completed!