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Five Hundred And Twentieth Ix Three Confluence

His voice is not loud, but it cannot be said to be small.

That decibel sound was definitely audible, especially since Constantine was lying dead not far from the house.

But unfortunately, Constantine is completely deaf.

Or, to put it more correctly, when Lan Hua didn't want him to hear, Constantine couldn't hear anything.

This is the horror of the mirror.

In the state of full Hypnotic Ability, once a person sees his original solution, then the five senses are in-dominant.

Everything you see, everything you hear, everything you feel, everything you smell, even your sixth sense, will be ruthlessly defeated by this seemingly gentle person, and this state - will be permanent .

Looking at Aizen's playful gaze, Gin Ichimaru couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.

After the rebirth, Sasuke Lanbai behaved more cautiously than before. Even these two weak travelers must have been affected by the Hypnotic Ability of Mirror Color and Suigetsu, which can be described as insanity.

The idea of ​​teasing Constantine again disappeared under Aizen's sudden intervention.

But this also awakened his thoughts. He has indeed been too slack recently, and was affected by the new environment and atmosphere, which caused some subtle changes in his mental state unconsciously.

So...impossible! impossible

As Randy reminded him.

Just like the sword in the hands of the King of Souls, when it is no longer sharp, the only ending waiting for it is destruction.

Klang~

Ichimaru Gin silently put away his sword, turned and left without saying a word.

Constantine, who pretended to be dead, revived carefully after confirming that the mental stress had completely disappeared.

"Little Tu, I almost died!"

Whenever Constantine gets close, he dies! He said.

Thanks to Barton's brain, he guessed his intention, and while luring Gina Ichimaru out, he escaped with the "scapegoat", otherwise he would have to be revived if he stayed a few minutes longer.

Although the river of dead souls is powerful, it has a small flaw.

That is, the time of resurrection cannot be delayed too long, otherwise it will be useless, even if there is a replacement decedent, his soul will be completely swallowed by death.

Fortunately, however, Gin Ichimaru left just in time to allow the show to continue.

Constantine re-entered the house, crouched next to Aizen's body, and inspected him for half a day. After confirming that the captain was indeed dead, he relaxed his frown slightly and sighed in a low voice. "It didn't occur to me that you were actually dead. I was."

Aizen's corpse is real.

The ironclad evidence was like a mountain, dispelling the last doubt in his heart.

"Hey... rest in peace."

Constantine drew a cross on her chest and said softly. "I will avenge you and bring this squinting bastard to justice!"

Lan Da took a sip of hot tea, feeling very comfortable in his soul.

The next day, early in the morning.

The silence that enveloped Cheng Ling's courtyard was suddenly pierced by the sound of twelve bells.

The ringing of the bronze bell and the majestic voice immediately awakened all the priests. The magic sticks responsible for conveying orders rushed outside, passing the desolate message to the ears of all the magic sticks at the captain and vice-captain level.

"An order from the captain of the high level!"

"Qingling Pavilion has officially entered the first-level combat readiness state!"

"Definitely.

"Everyone come out."

Chen Qingcheng's voice was very hoarse, as if he was forcing himself to endure some kind of pain.

The others looked at each other, realizing that the vice-captain didn't want to be disturbed, and left the room one by one, leaving only the vice-captain, Chen Qingcheng and the two soldiers led by her.

"Sure enough, it's their spiritual pressure..."

Peter's eyes were gloomy, and his mood became extremely heavy for a while, he gritted his teeth and said. "It's Constantine and Barton's stress, but the killers...I don't think it's either of them."

"Where's the evidence?"

Chen Qingcheng said in a cold tone. "Let me see your evidence that they are not the murderers."

"this is.……………"

Peter was momentarily at a loss.

Murder intent lit up in Chen Qingcheng's gray eyes, and he said coldly, "Since there is no evidence, they are the murderers!"

A bitter look appeared on Peter's face, and he couldn't answer.

yes, where is the evidence?

They claimed that they were not the murderers, but they could not produce any evidence.

...asking for flowers...

Throughout the murder scene, the only evidence is the residual mental stress of Constantine and Barton, and there is no other mental stress to prove the presence of a third person.

And, most importantly, the man who caused Blue Sky's death.

The huge hole in his chest was caused by the corrosion of some kind of highly toxic substance, which in turn contributed to Captain Lan's death.

When Peter was training in Captain America's underground facility before entering the world of corpses, he stumbled upon Hawkeye Barton's special training program, and one of his abilities after becoming a soul hunter was to create a biological poison that could also cause similar harm.

Everything seemed to point to them.

Did John-Constantine and Hawkeye-Barton really do the Captain a disservice?

Peter felt that his brain was a little confused and he couldn't think. Now even he himself was not sure whether Constantine and Barton had attacked Captain Lanshan and killed him.

"What else do you have to say?"

A killing intent flashed in Chen Qingcheng's eyes, and his voice was as cold as the cold wind.

"Ugh...I'm not sure..."

Peter squatted on the ground, leaned his head on his hands, buried his fingers deep in the roots of his hair, his eyes were empty: "But my instinct tells me that the assassins must not be them."

After saying this sentence, he himself felt insecure, and anyone could hear the breath of weakness mixed in it.

"you can go now."

Chen Qingcheng took a deep look at him, and said slowly: "I don't want you to help find them, but please don't interfere, otherwise, even if you are my savior, don't accuse me of being cruel."

"Yes... I'm sorry..."

Peter's eyes were gloomy, he couldn't betray his comrades, and he couldn't face that girl, guilt was like a big hand pinching his heart fiercely, he felt he couldn't breathe

"let's go."

Chen Qingcheng understood the boy's choice, and closed her eyes sadly, feeling a strong sense of disappointment in her heart.

Under the disappointed gaze of the girl, Peter stumbled and ran out, losing his way.

His mind was in a mess, and he ran in a panic, as if someone was chasing him. .