Chapter 32 Dead People Should Look Like Dead People

Silence swallowed up the blood and death. When the one eye opened, he stared at the entire Zhenyang execution ground with indifferent eyes.

Everything is solidified at this moment.

Fragmented black shadows spread over its deep body, and countless branch-like branches fell on the bright moon, surrounding it like stars over the moon, clustering it in the center.

A strange scene he had never seen before made him afraid to act rashly for a while.

The spirits in the air gradually emerged and solidified, condensing in front of the altar table, forming a slender and thin figure.

Seeing this, Mole Chengshuang's eyes widened slightly, and his calm expression was instantly broken.

He subconsciously raised his right hand, tremblingly wanting to touch the figure.

But when the figure's shape and face became clear, Mole Cheng Shuangye's expression suddenly froze.

Not sister? !

A face that was unfamiliar with a hint of familiarity, as if it had been seen somewhere before.

As the ink-like black shadow continued to spread, blurry bodies one after another sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, condensed by the spirit.

Cold sweat slipped from Ru Yueming's forehead.

He probably understood what was going on.

Because too much spiritual pressure was released, the sacrifice received too many responses from the one-eyed god.

Then.

All the souls of the deceased who were stranded in the execution ground were "resurrected"!

If he remembered correctly.

Not long ago, Mole Chengshuang also said that almost all his family died in this execution ground.

The figures gradually became clearer, and the breath became heavier at the same time.

Noisy sounds also continued, and the originally gloomy execution ground gradually turned into a vegetable market.

"In the end what happened?"

"Am I not dead?"

"That guy in the white haori looks so stinky."

"Why is my body a little blurry..."

As countless doubts and questions echoed, the black shadows surging in the execution ground began to boil, as if they were going to drown everything.

"Ruyue Ming, what happened?"

Mole Chengshuang also frowned, feeling that the changes in things were somewhat beyond his control.

These illusory existences in front of him are actually his former "family members".

The gathering of more than three hundred figures actually made this huge and deep pit seem crowded.

what is this?

Is the Mole City family holding a meeting? !

Mole Chengshuang has no nostalgia for his former family at all. The decadent family, which smells like copper, has completely forgotten the honor of their ancestors, thus causing the disaster of genocide.

It can be said that the extinction of the Mole City family is inseparable from these people.

It was precisely because of the existence of this group of people that it brought him pain that he could not fully accept for decades.

"Captain Mole City, why don't you have a chat with your father?"

Ru Yueming said cautiously, "If I heard correctly, the middle-aged Mediterranean on your left should be your father."

Mole Chengshuang also looked calm and his blood pressure soared.

Although I already knew how unreliable this kid was, when I really got in touch with him, I still couldn't help but feel a little defensive.

The one named Aizen can be considered a young genius.

He was actually able to get along with this kid for so long without any harm, and he didn't even attack him to death.

impressive.

"Well, don't you like Dad?"

Ru Yueming stretched out her hand and said, "That means I like my mother more. It's three meters behind me on the left. You're welcome!"

Aizen reminded in a low voice from the side: "Say less, otherwise I will have to collect your body tonight."

Sensing Mole Chengshuangye's murderous gaze, Ru Yueming sneered and decisively chose to follow his heart.

Faced with such a ruthless captain-level person.

It's better to be careful.

Who knows if this thing is just like Unohana Retsu, a killer?

Mole Chengshuang also moved his eyes, scanning the familiar faces, looking for the person he cared about most.

Back then, he awakened his Zanpakutō at the moment he was swallowed by the execution weapon.

Rain and dew pomegranates.

Then came the moment of penitence for the nobles.

Extreme pain covered the stands, and Mole Chengshuang used the cruelest way he could think of to slaughter the group of nobles who were above them.

The stench of internal organs and blood permeated the execution ground, and not even a complete body could be found.

Compared to the members of the Mole City family who died at the executioner's mouth, the pain of these nobles was many times, even dozens or hundreds of times.

But after taking revenge, Mole Chengshuang did not receive spiritual salvation.

On the contrary, he felt an unprecedented emptiness in his heart and had lost everything he cherished. He could only keep moving forward in confusion, walking on an endless road.

In the days that followed, he temporarily figured it out and decided to take his sister's words before she died as his life goal and become a powerful Death God.

Decades later, he became Yashiro Kenpachi.

Mole Chengshuang also strictly demands himself according to the God of Death's code of conduct, and perfectly implements his sister's last words.

"To the northwest, inside the prison on the wall."

Just as Mole Chengshuang was looking for him, Aizen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up and reminded him.

As soon as he finished speaking, the mole Chengshuang in front of him suddenly turned into countless white light spots and shattered instantly, disappearing directly in front of their eyes.

"Are you so observant, Soyousuke?"

Ru Yueming said in surprise, "I didn't expect that you could find traces of his sister from such a distance."

"No."

Aizen shook his head and corrected: "I didn't find any trace of her, but I guessed that she should be there."

"There is only one prison in the entire execution ground."

"According to the story Mole City Shuangye told before, when the Mole City family members were executed, he was imprisoned and watched his relatives die one by one."

"If his sister really cares about him as much as in the story, she will definitely appear in prison."

After hearing this, Ruyue Ming hissed.

Soyousuke, this guy's brain is still good.

Stay calm in times of crisis, think calmly, and be quick-thinking.

Such a person can achieve great success no matter what he does.

Compared with those losers in Soul Society, Aizen is an all-round crusher.

With such a good friend, why worry about everything going wrong?

Just when Ruyue Ming was thinking about doing something great, discordant sounds came from the "resurrection" crowd.

"Damn it, that brat from Mole City dared to do this to me!"

"Sure enough, the punishment is still too light."

"It was really our fault that we failed to torture that brat to death."

"By the way, what is going on with us now, and why are we hanging out with these untouchables?"

"Where are the Shinigami, where are those idiots?!"

Unsightly curses mixed with angry shouts kept ringing out in the crowded execution ground.

Just when this group of "resurrected" nobles were venting the remaining fear and anger of their lives, a figure suddenly pushed aside the illusory figures on both sides and appeared in front of them.

Ru Yueming looked at these ugly faces, feeling an indescribable disgust in his heart.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and activated his spiritual pressure. The huge black shadow behind him surged and erupted, covering everything in front of him like a tide.

Since he is dead, let him disappear completely.

May the One-Eyed God bless you forever...

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