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Chapter 45: Farewell and Promise

“…”

Jianba looked at the pink-haired ghost under his feet. He was only one or two years old and could not even speak. His big watery eyes and tender pink look were quite adorable. The little guy saw Jianba looking at him, spread his hands, and begging for a hug.

"She seems to like you very much. Is it your illegitimate daughter?" Duke looked at the little ghost in front of him, thinking of the grass deer Baqianliu who was lying on Jianba's shoulder in the future, and it was obvious that it was that girl. However, Baqianliu appeared very strangely. After Duke came back from finding food, she lay on Jianba's belly. The population in this area was originally small, and coupled with the battle last night, there was no living person around. Duke didn't understand why a little ghost who could only crawl around appeared beside Jianba's side. Could it be that she would move instantly?

"..." Jianba and Duke looked at each other and stared at each other, the atmosphere was very subtle.

"Don't look at me, I don't know where she came from." To be honest, Jian Ba's expressionless zombie face is still very lethal, and Duke is soon defeated.

"What's your name? Little guy!" Duke picked up Baqianliu, asked knowingly, and began to perform his acting skills.

Baqianliu was held by Duke, and ignored him. Instead, he reached out to Jianba, looking expectant. Seeing this, Duke passed Baqianliu to Jianba. Jianba looked at the little girl, and felt strange in his heart. Subconsciously, he reached out to catch her and placed her on his shoulders. Baqianliu sat on his broad shoulders, happily grabbed Jianba's hair and pulled it up. The scene in front of him made Duke want to laugh but couldn't say anything. Jianba's murderous appearance was paired with pink hair balls, which unexpectedly became a little cute.

"It seems that we can't fight again in a short time!" Duke spread his hands and pretended to be regretful, and his heart fell down. Jian Bafeiren's growth rate made him tired of resisting. If the kind of battle last night had happened again, he would probably have to kneel down on eight or ninety-nine days.

"Where are people nearby?" Jian Ba ​​asked suddenly.

"ha?"

"She's hungry."

"ha!?"

...

Seven days later, an unknown village in Caolu District. Jianba successfully obtained portions of food and water for three people with the help of the "good-minded person". Jianba cut off the lunch early and immediately devoted himself to feeding Baqianliu.

Because they met in Caolu District, Jianba defined her surname according to her own reference, and also wanted her to become strong, so she named her Caolu Baqianliu. Jianba did not explain the meaning hidden by Baqianliu, but Duke could feel that Jianba had a deep obsession with the name. Fighting, taking care of Baqianliu, and then continuing to fight. Jianba enjoyed her life these days. Every day when she opened her eyes, she could see her evenly matched opponents, and she could no longer have a happier life.

After Duke chewed slowly and solved his food and clothing, he planned to separate from Jian Ba. In these seven days, he fought with Jian Ba ​​for two days and three days. He had a thorough understanding of his initial understanding and his understanding of swordsmanship also reached a bottleneck. Unless he had some kind of adventure, he could only rely on water to improve. Furthermore, the graduation day of the Central Spiritual Art Academy is around the corner and he could not be delayed any more.

"Are you leaving?" After the feeding, Jianba coaxed Baqianliu to sleep and asked. I have to say that the beast's intuition was quite accurate. Before Duke could speak, Jianba noticed his intention to go.

"Yes!" Duke said readily. This is the communication between men. He doesn't need to hide what he has to say.

“When will you come back?”

"..." Duke scratched his nose without replying.

“Where are you going?”

"I want to become a god of death in the heart of the corpse world."

"Death God? What's the meaning of that kind of life?" Jian Bayi was puzzled.

"This kind of wandering life is even more boring, our pursuit is different."

"It's up to you! But don't die... I'll go find you, and we'll fight again at that time!"

"That's it! I'm afraid I'll become very strong by then, don't be surprised!"

"This sounds really annoying..." Jian Ba ​​stood up and was about to draw his sword. Ba Qianliu in his arms was awakened. He stopped his movements in a hurry. Looking back, Duke had already left in an instant.

"I didn't say goodbye to Baqianliu. I will definitely chop you next time." Jian Bayao looked into the distance, put Baqianliu on his shoulders, turned around and headed towards the next area.

"Xiao Yueyue is gone..." Ba Qianliu looked at the direction Duke left and reached out to grab the sky.

"Is Baqianliu able to speak?" Jianba was very happy. He was so nervous that he could not notice the difference between Baqianliu and an ordinary child. He encouraged him: "Is Xiaoyueyue... because of his Zanpakura's ability? It's very appropriate nickname. Baqianliu has a talent to name."

"Little Sword... and Baqianliu..." Baqianliu pointed at Jianba and said in a silence.

"Is Xiaojian referring to me? Although it sounds ugly, you'd be happy. Baqianliu likes that guy very much, so we'll go find him after a while. How about it?"

"good!"

"Where are we going next? Baqianliu points in the direction!"

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Central Academy of Spiritual Arts! Today is the day of graduation for the sixth reunion. All the school has suspended classes. All teachers and students gathered at the No. 1 training ground to watch the graduation ceremony and the graduate enrollment ceremony. As this year's graduates, Duke and the shooting ground are also in the center of the training ground, waiting for the graduation ceremony to begin.

"Duke, which team will you choose to join later?" Duke wrapped his hands in front of his chest, wearing sunglasses, and a bandage wrapped around his open chest, looking like a stranger. With his blessing, Duke got a quiet space in the crowded crowd.

There are no courses in Liu Rebirth anymore. Almost everyone has the team they want to go to. After graduation today, they will join their ideal team. Of course, joining the team also requires assessment. It is not that if you want to join, the other party will accept you. The most typical example is the Sixth Team. As the exclusive team of the nobles, they do not accept civilians and death. As for why Ai Sanlianshi will become the deputy captain of the Sixth Team in the future, Duke is not sure.

"Fourth Team!" Duke looked at the podium set up in the center of the training ground. It was said that several captains would be present today.

"The Fourth Team... Why is it a medical team?" The shooting field was shocked to his friend's answer. The Fourth Team was mainly responsible for the first aid of the wounded, medical care and daily cleaning and cleaning tasks of the Lingting. Although the number of people was the largest, its strength was generally low. Its status in the Thirteenth Team of the Guting Ting was very low and was always looked down upon by the god of death in other teams.

"My Zanpakura is a ghost-like system, and it is very convenient to save people. The Zanpakura's ability is a portrayal of the soul of the God of Death. I should be looking forward to it so much." Duke started to talk nonsense and quickly cried out: "I came from Liuhun Street, and becoming the God of Death is just to live better. The fourth team that rarely fights is more suitable for people like me who pursue a peaceful life."

"Is that true?" The shooting scene looked at Duke, and the sunglasses reflected a ray of light. Obviously, the shooting scene with the IQ was online in time and did not believe Duke's nonsense.

"What are you doing?" Duke saw that the shooting field was not easy to fool, and hurriedly asked, "What about you, which team do you plan to join?"

"Team 11th!"

"Fighting Team?" Shouldn't it be the Seventh Team? Duke wondered, if you don't follow your dog captain in the shooting field, why do you go to the special combat team for the battle? The Eleventh Team is a fierce team responsible for the front-line attack, representing the most elite professional combat team in the corpse soul world. The combat team sounds cool, but in fact they are just a group of high-end cannon fodder. The worst thing is that this group of cannon fodder is still composed of gay men.

As a team that gathers a large number of people who advocate bravery and combat power, most of the players have a Zanpakura, which has no special changes, and is purely melee-fighting. In addition, the atmosphere and responsibilities of the team, most of the players have a hot temper, vulgar and warlike, and dominate the most hated team of women who have been dominating the most for thousands of years. By the way, there are no other places in this ranking list... They are not handsome, not gorgeous, and they will not like girls sweetly. In this case, what else can a group of energetic and muscular men do besides holding each other and playing philosophy wrestling?

When Duke heard that he was going to the 11th Team at the shooting venue, he couldn't help but show his pity for him. He could only pray in his heart, hoping that the shooting venue would not be pulled out by a group of gay men to drink...

"What's your look?" Duke's hair stood up when he saw the shooting scene, and the chrysanthemum area was trembling, as if there was a malicious intention to covet it.

"It's nothing, it's just a wonder why you chose to go to the 11th Team. Aren't there still a few team captains and deputy captains who are not responsible for?" Duke has been with the shooting field for six years and knows the thoughts of his friend. The shooting field is not a rough man who pursues passionate battles. In contrast to his appearance, the shooting field is extremely calm and rational, and also has his own ambitions.

More than ten years ago, Mako Hirako and others were blurred by Aizen's design. Kisuke Urahara, Yoichi Yakuchi, and Daoji of Shifengyuan were framed and fled to the present world, resulting in many captains and deputy captains being left unattended for many years. The position of deputy captains is not bad, and the three seats temporarily exercise power, which is enough to control the overall situation of the team. But the position of captains is not that easy to deal with. The thirteen captains represent the highest combat power of the thirteen team of the Gutui and the strongest force in the corpse soul world. They stand at the peak of all the gods of death!

Although the second and twelfth teams have been filled, the time is still short and their strength has not been proven. In addition, there are three captains of the third, seventh and nineth teams. It can be said that now is the time period when the overall strength of the corpse soul world is most lacking. The vacancies of captains are the biggest crisis in the corpse soul world, but it is also a blessing for many ambitious god of death, because once they have outstanding performance, they will be cultivated and their lives will change accordingly.
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