Too angry. To a certain extent, Sal Apollo, who rushed back to the research room, didn't even have the emotion of being angry, or it was too late to be angry.

The fire in the research room has been extinguished by him at this moment. The fire did not have much impact on the main body of his research room, except for changing the clean and mainly white interior decoration style. However, the blow it caused

But it's devastating.

Wandering in the soot-filled research room, everything in front of him was extremely familiar to Sal Apollo, but also strange at the same time.

That was Experimental Subject No. 006, a peacock-carp-like Yachukas. Sal Apollo still remembered how charming his flowing purple was.

During the short rest time after the experiment, Sal Apollo would occasionally drink refreshing nutrient solution while admiring the most perfect curves of his figure fixed in mid-air. What a wonderful memory~

But now he fell to the ground and turned into several pieces. His whole body was charred and black like an ugly loach, and that beautiful purple color has become a thing of the past forever.

There is also Experiment No. 333 with a spiral horn. His horn is beautiful and hard, which is a rare and excellent material. What caused the emergence of this beautiful thing is still unknown to Apollo.

And now all he has left is his horn, lying quietly in a pile of black ashes...

There is also Experiment 147, which has slender, boneless arms and a coexistence of strength and softness, and Experiment 238, which can give birth to controlled dolls...

Sar Apollo remembers what each of them looked like and the good times he spent with them. These are his treasures, but now they only exist in his memory.

"Oh my god, how could someone attack you, how could they be so cruel, no~"

Sal Apollo looked at the mess along the way, and intermittent voices echoed in the vacant research room. The voice was so desolate, like a devastated mother who had accidentally lost her child.

The lost mother, this is indeed the word that best describes the current Sal Apollo. His heart seems to be surrounded by countless thorns, and these thorns are piercing into his heart millimeter by millimeter, stinging his heart.

Nerves tortured his soul.

Heartache, regret, and longing were all mixed together, until Sal Apollo finally broke out completely when he came to the last room.

"God of Death! No matter where you hide, I will never let you go! You lowly thing, I will make your skin into a foot pad, no, I will pull out your bones one by one, damn it!!!"

"Ah!!! Damn Balegang, damn action, damn Death!!!"

Uncontrollable anger, accompanied by spiritual pressure, spewed out like an erupting volcano. Even under the destruction of No. 33, the research room that had remained intact was actually trembling a little at this moment.

This is a rare gaffe of Apollo Sal. The unknown god of death who did all this ruined his hundreds of years of hard work and ironically left an empty shell. There is no need to close your eyes, Sal.

In front of Apollo's eyes was a mouth that was smiling wantonly. That silent smile was more insulting than a thousand slaps on his face.

Not to mention that no one can slap him, dares to slap him, and is qualified to slap him! Find him! No matter it is Hueco Mundo, this world or even Soul Society! No matter what the cost!

…

"You really want to find him at all costs~"

Kisuke Urahara, who was walking in the underground cave of the Maggot Nest, looked at the wanted notice for Ao posted on the wall and felt quite helpless.

He was escaping from marriage, no, he was robbed from marriage? That's not quite right either. Anyway, Yoruichi, who was not married, was already a bit obsessed.

"What are you talking about? They have been posted for a long time." Ye Yi, who was leading the way, glanced around and said casually: "These were all posted two years ago. I thought there were some old guys here too. Wan

Maybe anyone knows that old bastard."

"The result seems to be a failure~" Urahara curled his lips, not to mention how outrageous it was to show the wanted notice to these people who had been imprisoned for who knows how long, but just to talk about Ao's face covered by the mask.

, is enough to make people confused. Who knows how many such masks there are in Soul Society.

"Of course it failed. Facts have proved that the reason why the old bastard is an old bastard is that in addition to being an extremely good bastard, he must also be old enough. Being able to live a long time is indeed a skill, especially when someone cares about you!"

As Ye Yi talked, she couldn't help but grit her teeth again. Every time she mentioned Qing, her cheeks would hurt for a while. It's been two years, and the other party still hasn't put Hong Jiang back.

Practice, practice, practice, I am afraid that this posture will not make Hongjiang an old man before he gives up. By then, my husband will probably have seen through the world of mortals, and may even become a bald head like Old Man Shan. That scene is really unthinkable.

Too cruel!

Old bastard, you can't pass on this custom to your disciples even if you don't marry a wife! The Sifengyuan family is still counting on Hongjiang to continue the family lineage, so you can't go too far!

"Okay, that's all there is in the Maggot Nest. Except for the person in the innermost part, as long as you don't kill the rest, you can do whatever you want. If you understand, I'll leave!" Ye Yi said angrily,

He made a move to leave, but was immediately stopped by Urahara, "What's wrong? I don't seem to have offended you, right?"

"I thought you asked me to transfer you to the second division to help me find the old bastard, but it turned out that you were here to be lazy~" Yoichi replied faintly.

Urahara looked at Yoruichi's resentful eyes and really couldn't laugh or cry, "It's not like I haven't helped you find it. You also said that the most important thing for old bastard is to live a long time. Don't be too hasty, at most eighteen hundred years.

Hong Jiang will definitely be back."

When Ye Yi heard this, she couldn't help but hold her forehead. Isn't this what she fears most? Two bald heads, two mountain old men... Her head hurts.

But where did the old bastard take Hongjiang to practice? Rukongai has been searched from top to bottom by her in the past two years. However, it is almost impossible to search the most likely place of killing, so she can only do her best and obey fate.

ah.

Let's continue to train Zaihou. That kid's Zanpakutō is too perfect. Work hard and see if you can develop it again. It will take the old bastard 1800 years to put Hong Jiang back. Then let Zaihou

Give him a try, it will be a long life!

Watching Yoruichi's figure disappear into the nest of maggots, Urahara took out a pendant from his arms. I really don't know how Hong Jiang is doing in Hueco Mundo, but it seems that he hasn't encountered any danger yet.

…

"Stupid greedy people always can't close their mouths and drool called arrogance~"

Sal Apollo smiled and slowly closed his palms, with bursts of gloomy laughter trailing from his long skirt, and walked out of his research room step by step.

"Just wait, Thrall Apollo is coming with a disaster called punishment, hehehehe~!"

Several shadows in the research room swayed back and forth with laughter, like wind chimes swaying in the wind, watching their master leave step by step, waiting for the laboratory to be filled up bit by bit, and the first one was a

The god of death who came to Hueco Mundo.
Chapter completed!