Grim Reaper: Studying medicine can't save the world of corpses and souls

Agreement?

Mo Chengshuang was also a little startled, his eyes fluctuated violently, and the spirit body that was sealed by layers also moved towards Qian Shoucheng subconsciously, and asked.

"Cheng Jun, you mean an agreement? Is it possible for our previous agreement to be fulfilled? An agreement to completely wipe out the evil emptiness from this world!"

Qian Shoucheng stared at Mocheng Shuangye's eyes, and couldn't help but feel helpless...

As early as decades ago, Makoto Qianshou had thoroughly investigated Mocheng Shuangya's past, and also thoroughly understood the reason why Mocheng Shuangya hated Xu so distortedly.

Mojo Shuangya's past is similar to Aoki Risa's, but also as a declining nobleman who has lost support, Mojo Shuangya is not as lucky as Aoki Risa, and can be protected by Senju Makoto and Uzhi Huaretsu all the time. And soon he had the status of a god of death that could match his noble status.

The only one protecting Mocheng Shuangye is his older sister...

However, in the end, Mocheng Shuangye's two siblings were thrown into an arena-like arena, and their opponents were Xu who had been imprisoned head by head.

In the end, in order to protect Mocheng Shuangye, Mocheng Shuangye's sister was torn into pieces in front of Mocheng Shuangye!

Although Mo Chengshuang was also stimulated by the death of his sister, he directly mastered the swastika from the state of Wu Zanpakutano without precedent, and slaughtered all the nobles and Xu all present.

But even so, Mocheng Shuangye still suffered from remorse, anger, and despair for the rest of his life!

In Qian Shoucheng's speculation, Mo Chengshuang probably formed a distorted desire to eliminate all emptiness at all costs in order to escape that reality and to complete self-salvation.

"Shuang also..."

Senshou Makoto spoke in an unhurried voice, trying to calm the intense emotional fluctuations of Mocheng Shuangye, and said. "I'm sorry, I secretly went to learn about your past without authorization."

Mo Chengshuang also heard the words, there was still a bit of excitement between his brows, and he looked at Qian Shoucheng suspiciously.

Makoto Qianshou took two steps forward, so that both parties could still clearly see each other's eyes in this dark environment, and then said.

"I haven't forgotten the previous agreement, and I haven't stopped the research on Lingzi, but even if all Xu Xu is really eliminated in the end, will that really heal the regret in your heart?"

Mocheng Shuangye's eyes trembled, as if the past that he was least willing to look at in his heart, and dare not look directly at, resurfaced...

It was a bloody and desperate past!

Harsh and excited laughter, distorted and ugly faces...

My sister and I were like playthings watched by the crowd, being pointed at by the gorgeously dressed nobles, discussing how long we can last until the head is released, and talking about the profit of the bet with a smile.

A head with distorted shapes was gradually released, and what I saw were the bloodthirsty and crazy eyes, interlaced ferocious sharp teeth, and the pale and desperate mask...

But I was so terrified that I couldn't even hold on to the shallow blows that were randomly thrown in front of my eyes. I could only watch helplessly as the protection killed the ghostly sisters one after another in front of me, and was finally torn into pieces bit by bit. Food! !

"Ah!!! ah!!!"

Mocheng Shuangya's delicate face gradually became a little distorted, bloodshots appeared in the eye sockets one after another, and the whole person seemed to be gasping for breath, and let out screams full of despair and regret.

"Rain and Dew Zheliade!!"

"Take the emotion... away, no! Take away all the excess emotion..."

"It's so painful, I... sister... I'm sorry..."

When Qian Shoucheng met for the first time, Mocheng Shuangya, who seemed to have no emotional fluctuations at all, at this moment seemed to be a child who was at a loss, desperate and regretful, making incoherent voices.

And in Mocheng Shuangye's identity, as Mocheng Shuangye's Zanpakudao, the image of Yulu Zheliu slowly emerged beside Mocheng Shuangye, although the eyes covered by the black belt could not be seen. No emotional color, but there are two lines of tears flowing down slowly.

"I'm sorry, Shuangya, but it's pointless to blindly escape..."

Yulu Zheliu murmured, then looked up at Qian Shoucheng, and said. "Cheng Jun, Shuang Ye... Shuang also entrusts you to you."

Qian Shoucheng didn't speak, just nodded to Yulu Zheliu...

In the past, Yulu Zheliu first appeared in front of Qianshoucheng on his own initiative, and provided assistance to Qianshoucheng intentionally or unintentionally. Naturally, it was not because of the charm of Qianshoucheng that even Zanpakuto could not resist.

Everything about Zanpakuto was born based on the god of death...

Everything Yulu Zheliu did was always for Mocheng Shuangye, hoping that Qian Shoucheng might one day be able to prevent Mocheng Shuangye from slipping into the distortion of regret and despair.

For Soya Mojo, his strength may have been awakened from that day in the arena, but his heart has died since that day...

Even Mo Chengshuang, in order to keep her spirit from being overwhelmed by the huge negative emotions, has always automatically split all excess emotions and let Yuluzheliu bear them, so that she can maintain a certain sense of absolute rationality.

However, even the desire pursued by absolute rationality itself is distorted, so what is the difference between it and a rational lunatic?

And in this endless hell filled with endlessness, Mocheng Shuangye's roar and wail became more and more sharp and tragic...

Perhaps, Mocheng Shuangye's spiritual body did not have any injuries, but his mind was undoubtedly enduring maximum whipping and torture.

Especially in the past hundreds of years, Mocheng Shuangye has let Yulu Zheliu bear the impact of negative emotions for herself, which also makes Mocheng Shuangye's mind fragile in a sense.

However, Qian Shoucheng didn't do anything, just stood silently in front of Mocheng Shuangye, and said softly and slowly.

"Shuangye, there is no point in escaping..."

"Escape from the past, escape from reality, escape from yourself..."

"Even the desire to erase all emptiness is not a kind of escape. You think that only in this way can you relieve some of the burden and regret of your own powerlessness and cowardice in the past, and you think that in this way you can make up for your sister?"

Those gentle voices reached Mocheng Shuangye's ears, undoubtedly like a hammer hitting Mocheng Shuangye's fragile heart.

"Stop it! Stop it!!! Makoto Senshou!"

Amidst the voices of Mocheng Shuangye full of anger and resistance, a helpless cub was roaring helplessly, and some of the spirits beside Mocheng Shuangye instantly formed sharp knives He stabbed towards Qianshoucheng.