No matter how much time had passed, the Corpse Soul World did not seem to change.
Xueling Ting exuded an ancient and solemn aura from inside to outside, like a gorgeous but heavy shackle. The Liuhun Street that surrounded Xueling Ting emitted a strong rotten smell. Not only the houses and buildings were rotten, but also the hearts of the people. The beast-like aura pervaded everywhere. The two distinct extremes constituted the Corpse Soul Realm.
At this moment, it seemed like the Haoling Ting was the same as usual. The streets did not change at all. Pedestrians walked up and down the streets. They smiled politely, greeted politely, and wore the same black clothes…The whole scene seemed to be replicated day after day, year after year, and no one knew when it would end.
One could not help but ask, was this a living thing?
......
It was just that there was no golden figure that occasionally appeared, no sound that was like the wind chimes, no person that made people feel warm.
After Lucia returned to the Corpse Soul Realm, she stood at the end of the street in a daze, looking at the scene that she had seen for countless years. For some reason, she could no longer get used to it. She greeted the familiar people who passed by in a daze.
Nothing had changed! What's going on? Why can't I get used to it? Is it because I'm too deeply influenced by the modern world? But I feel the same in the modern world. Forget it, I'd better report to my brother about Ichigo. After Lucia arrived at the Sixth Division, she looked at the scene that had lasted for almost a month. Whether it was the members of the Sixth Division or the other Death Gods who passed by, everyone wished that they were invisible. Everyone's Instant Steps were almost as fast as a captain's. Everyone was dead silent. This place was like a world of ice and snow, and not a single blade of grass grew.
The spiritual pressure that was colder than the cold wind had not only been torturing the people here, but it had also been torturing her every two or three days. If this continued, she would die here first. Ichigo, you idiot, you're not going to have a good time after I find you. It's so cold! Lucia stood in the office of the Sixth Division and looked at Bai Zai, who had been looking out of the window recently. She kept criticizing him in her heart. " Big brother, according to the investigation of Urahara and the 12th Division, Ichigo was dragged to another world due to the influence of the jade and the attack of Shi Xu. Captain Hitsugaya and Vice-Captain Matsumoto have already gone to investigate. There should be concrete news in a few days.”
"Got it." His tone was as calm as ever, but the chill that shrouded the Sixth Division gradually dissipated.
Due to the influence of the Broken Jade, the time in the two worlds would be different. Ten years had passed in Naruto, and less than a month had passed in the world of Death God. However, the time in the two worlds would slowly close after adjustment, and there would not be such a big difference.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
At this moment, Mu Ye was still emitting thick smoke from time to time. The houses that had collapsed to the ground, the people helping with bandages, the sad expressions, everything was telling, revealing the tragic situation and tragedy.
The sky is shrouded in haze. Are you crying? Are you sad?
"We've finally reached Muye, Weasel!”Kisame and Shark looked at the broken leaves in the distance, and thought about the pain he had suffered on the way here," From time to time, there would be cold air coming out. He rushed forward desperately, but as soon as he passed by a place with a hotel, that bastard would buy a lot of sweets. There was no share for him. If he wanted to eat, he had to buy it himself. Not to mention that he had paid for it. As soon as he saw it, the Shurunyan would immediately appear... Wuuuu... He did not dare to resist…"Sigh, although Muye was spared from the danger of destruction, it still seems to have suffered quite a bit of damage. This is troublesome. Who knows if Nine-Tailed is here?”
Weasel looked at the familiar scenery in front of him. Four years, four years…How long had it been since he last saw him? He hadn't hugged him. He hadn't felt the fragrance on his body. However, he was thinking about his love all the time. How long could he last for the person he loved the most…She closed her eyes tightly to hide the moisture in them. (Sorry, this is about Sasuke. Don't get the wrong idea!)）
"The originally prosperous village actually…How pitiful."
"It's really not like you…Even you…Even now, I still miss my hometown…" Kisame and mermaid looked at Weasel in surprise.
Weasel stared at the forest in the distance and was silent for a moment. He turned around and walked forward." No, I don't miss it at all!”
Two days later:
Weasel, who was hiding in a tree not far away, looked at all the people standing in front of the tablet. Everyone was surrounded by sadness, allowing the cold rain to fall on their bodies quietly. Their memories slowly returned to the past.
"After a person dies alone, everything will disappear. His past, present life, and future will disappear together. Many people would die in battle or on missions, and they would die very easily…Among these dead people, some of them had dreams…Everyone had something they treasured the most…His parents, siblings, friends, lovers, and companions in the village were all very important to him…They trusted each other, helped each other, and felt that they were very important from the moment they were born. This bond would become stronger and stronger as time passed…This wasn't a big reason. It was just that people who had this kind of connection would do this because they felt that it was very precious.”He felt the stabbing pain in his heart. His heart clearly wouldn't hurt anymore. His heart shouldn't hurt anymore. He had already abandoned everything. There was no longer anything to hold him back. From the moment he made his choice, there shouldn't be any more. However, why did he still miss her? Why did he still have desire? Why did he still feel heartache…What was he missing? What else did he have? All that was left was the blood mist that could not be dissolved, blocking everything. Why didn't he move his gaze away from the tablet, from the person who had a similar face to him, from the silent gold color of his heart that was drenched in the rain?
Confused people refused to cry, only crying blood in their hearts.
"Naruto!"
......
" Zirai, go and find the heir of the fifth Naruto…"
"Sure, but I still have to bring someone to the whirlpool. I want to bring him along..."
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]