Bleach: Stir Up the Situation - v2 Chapter 677 save me, let me die

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Blood continued to overflow from his chest and mouth, Unoka looked at Saraki who had completely overlapped with the past, let go of his hands, and they all slipped to the ground.

She had completed her mission, and gave everything she had obtained so far to the man in front of her, and also handed over the name of 'Sword Eight' that she had not been able to pass on to him at that time.

The **** smell that filled her mouth and nose brought the breath of death, but Unoka smiled, she was not afraid of death, and even, she had been waiting for this moment for too long.

What a blessing it was for her to be able to accomplish her mission and die.

Zaraki looked at the person in front of him who had become different from the past. Although the other person could not speak, he seemed to feel the other person's heart.

However, this heart is so heavy that it makes him feel, heartache?

He pulled out the Zanpakutō that pierced through Unohana, threw it behind him, and hugged the woman in his arms with his left hand before the woman was about to fall down.

"Is it over? Hey! Are you dying? Hey!"

Unoka's eyes that were gradually losing their light, although she didn't say a word, she already answered his question silently.

"Don't die, it's not enough, it's not enough!" Zaraki shook his softened body, repeating: "Please, don't die, please..."

It's not because I haven't had enough fights with the person in front of me, but because I just don't want to give up.

He found everything that belonged to the past, and he naturally understood what this woman had done for him. Can they be called friends? Zaraki didn't know it, but there was a voice in his heart, the intuition and instinct he had always relied on told him that he didn't want to see the woman in front of him die like this!

"Don't die!"

Zaraki's wailing was deafening, and there was even a trace of despair in it, how much he hoped that someone could respond to him, how much he hoped that the woman in his arms could understand that there was no reason, he just didn't want her to die!

It's a pity that Unoka doesn't seem to be able to understand his emotions that he can't even describe, and thinks it's just that he hasn't played enough, and the children are noisy.

She really wanted to raise her hand to touch this man's face, but she gradually lost control of her body as she was walking towards death step by step, so she could only record it with her eyes as much as possible. Moment of happiness.

"This broken door is really slow to open, and it almost broke the big thing!"

In a trance, Unoka seemed to hear another voice, which was equally childish in her eyes, a brat who was even more troublesome than Saraki when he was wayward.

The hand that gripped her back that hurt a little suddenly loosened, and replaced by a hand that was as soft as a quilt, gently supporting her.

At the same time, the wound that gradually drained her strength and life seemed to be covered with a quilt. Soft spiritual power flowed in her body, which did not belong to her, but brought her own spiritual power that was about to stagnate to flow again.

Although she was still a little weak, the aura of death seemed to be getting farther and farther away from her. There was a conversation between two people in her ears. This should be the most harmonious conversation between these two people that she had ever heard. .

"Diezuka?" Saraki looked at the person who suddenly appeared and snatched Unohana from her arms, and asked subconsciously, "Why are you here?"

"You don't need to worry about this, you don't want to watch her die, do you?" Hong Jiang didn't wait for the other party's answer, just took it as acquiescence and continued: "Then just stay by the side obediently, she won't die with me!"

To be honest, although this rescue was prepared in advance, it was really because the gate of Infernal Affairs was opened too slowly, which made Hong Jiang's plan seem a bit limited.

At this moment, Unohana is facing three problems, huge bleeding, an incurable wound, and the stagnation of spiritual pressure in the body caused by giving up life in will, which accelerates the bleeding speed of the wound.

He first used his own spiritual power to forcibly drive the other party's spiritual power to start flowing, and at the same time used extremely thin spiritual power threads to suture the wound between Unohana's collarbone. Although it was at the limit, it still stopped Unohana's footsteps towards death.

The last thing is the weakness caused by excessive blood loss. Although Hongjiang will reply a little bit, it is only limited to the treatment of some simple wounds, such as helping people who are weak due to blood loss to recover quickly. He still can't do things of this level.

But fortunately, although this blood loss is dangerous, it is not enough to be irreversible. The wound has been sutured, and the spiritual power flow in the body has returned to normal.

With Unohana's spiritual strength, self-hematopoietic recovery is only a matter of time.

Sure enough, Hong Jiang and Saraki waited quietly for a while, and Unohana slowly opened his eyes. Although it was not very clear, at least he regained consciousness.

"Hongjiang..." Although it was vague, Unoka recognized this, a child who was really taught by her hands in a sense.

And since the other party will appear here, then she immediately understood everything. This was definitely not a deliberate design by Chunshui. I am afraid that it was the night when she couldn't hold back and fought with the other party. This smart guy had already figured it out. everything.

Just like how he treated the captain, Hong Jiang would not just watch her die like this, and this time he was more prepared, and his rescue was timely and effective.

"You should respect my wishes, Hong Jiang." Unoka said weakly, but her tone was extremely firm: "I have no regrets at all, and there is no reason to live anymore. You saved me so childishly. Instead, it made me die completely."

Yes, as the first generation of Kenpachi, she has shed the sins of thousands of years and found someone who can inherit her will in the confrontation of swords. She has no reason to swing the sword for herself anymore.

Similarly, as Kenpachi, since she has lost the reason to swing the sword for herself, her life has become meaningless. She should face death frankly, and she has really done it.

It's a pity that all of this was ruined by Hong Jiang, by this self-willed child who seemed unable to stop anyone.

She survived, but what next? In the foreseeable long life in the future, how should she deal with herself, and what is there to look forward to?

To fight Saraki endlessly? No, Zaraki will not kill her again, and that kind of battle without entrusting life and death is not a battle at all to her, it can only be called a play.

Or go back to what it was before, just wielding swords blankly in the name of killing? No, she had had enough of those miserable and dark years, she was tired of it.

Or watching the duel between Hong Jiang and Saraki, or the next person, someone who can put down his life to fight with Saraki, and who can inherit the name of Kenpachi from Saraki?

That might be interesting, but she can't participate in it, and she's just an outsider~www.novelbuddy.com~Yes, in the long years to come, she is destined to be out of tune with this world and become a gamer isolated by the world Ghosts.

That is an existence that is more tormented than death. Although he is still alive, he is like a walking corpse, a poor person who can neither leave footprints in this world nor leave traces in other people's hearts.

Compared with the shattering of the body's decay and soul, for Unohana, such a desperate scene is complete death for her!

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