Sorry everyone, because I can't accept the finale of Death, this article will always be a mess. Hope to see you in the next fanfic.
"I'm sorry, I don't have a good impression of the nobles. Also, I hate the 11th Division." - Nanami Ryokaze "I am the head of the Kuchiki family, and I cannot ignore matters between the nobles." - Kuchiki Byakuya "Ichigo, who am I to you? Am I not a childhood sweetheart? Am I not a friend?" - Arizawa Ryuki "Where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time!" - Hitsugaya Toshiro " Maybe you are right, but I still want to stick to my principles. I am no one else, I am Ayase Kawa Yumichika of the 11th Division of the Gotei 13! "-Ayase Kawa Yumichika "I don't want to involve any irrelevant women anymore." - Kurosaki Ichigo Let's not worry about the Millennium Final Battle that is about to be painted as an eight o'clock family ethics drama. Let's move the time forward and jump directly to the final battle. What kind of entanglements of love and hatred there were under that strict aristocratic hierarchy; what kind of sad past there was in the 11th Division, which was full of blood and men's sweat. Hatred? What do the grievances of the previous generation have to do with me? Like? Do people like me have that qualification? When that wind-like woman appears in Byakuya Kuchiki's world, can the heart that was closed for Hizhen be opened again? This is a serious drama-oriented work, no gayness, less cuteness, more CP, please give me your advice. Xiaochu has opened a new book, please scroll to ask for support! Portal: Follow the husband to see the money and complete the fanfic transmission [Black Basket] One day you will have the same name as me. Please click on the column address of Chujiang and save it~→. →Sunshine Chuyingwu#favorite_1{color:#FF0000; font-weight: bold; border-style: double;}