Pirate's Infinite Wings

Somewhere in Seorei Garden, hilltop, grassland.

The noisy wind blows, and the grass looks like green waves, wave after wave.

Broken Bee sat on the edge of the cliff, lowered his head slightly, looking beautifully at the man on his lap.

The two had enough trouble, and when they were tired, they found a comfortable place to rest. Both were captains, and even if they were not there, the deputy captain would work.

Resting on the thigh/leg of the broken bee, Fang Lang sniffed a scent of body fragrance and buried his head completely in her belly.

Looking at the carefree man on his lap, Cuifeng said angrily: "Can you not be so leisurely?"

"What are you doing?" Fang Lang hugged Broken Bee's waist and refused to get up. "Isn't it all right?"

"Yes! Did you forget what you said?" Broken Feng gave him a white look. "Although Lan Ran got Bengyu, it is fake and won’t last long. And with Ai Ran’s wisdom, he will soon Understand who moved it."

Hearing this, Fang Lang was silent for a while before he said indifferently: "What you said is so reasonable, I have no words to refute."

"You... I'm so angry." Broken Bee hated it.

Fang Lang glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and when he saw her look like this, he couldn't help but laughed and said, "What does it matter? He still dare not single-handedly challenge the entire corpse soul world."

"but……"

"But with Lan Ran's wisdom, there are many ways to do it secretly." Fang Lang said dullly, "Moreover, if he sends a few ten blades over, he doesn't even need to attack the corpse soul world. The soul world has to send people there. Well, there are so many similar methods. So..."

"So, you can't be so leisurely!" Broken Bee exuded an atmosphere that was about to get angry.

Fang Lang gave a dry laugh and finally stood up, "An Xin, I'm already preparing. He has a face-off fighter, and I can naturally have a masked legion. However, first start with getting familiar with Bengyu."

"So I aimed at Asani Renji?" Broken Bee was startled and suddenly understood.

"It's not just him, Kurosaki Ichigo can use it." Fang Lang raised his eyebrows. "A hot-blooded boy, Aizen can use it, and I can use it. It's a simple thing."

"I don't like what you said." Broken Bee said what he felt.

"Yes, it's okay to say that we will fight together against a strong enemy." Fang Lang scratched his head and said: "But then again, this time, Lan Ran has the most turmoil in the 46th room in the center. All the members died. I don't know how long it will take. Recovered."

Regarding this question, Broken Bee was silent for a while, shook his head and said: "Quickly! The sages and judges in the 46th room in the center are all aristocrats. They are dead, but the family behind them is still there. Fresh blood will be filled soon."

Hearing this, Fang Lang frowned, always having a bad premonition.

Shaking his head, he didn't think much, "Go back, Little Broken Bee."

"Ok."

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A week later, the fifth division team house.

Fang Lang sat at the office desk where Lan Ran once sat, flipping through many documents.

This is not team work, but Aizen's previous research.

The research materials are very complex and diverse, and the types cover all aspects, especially the research on the limits of death, which is extremely complicated and difficult to understand.

Fang Lang has six years of research experience, so it seems very obscure.

He wanted to find research materials on collapse of the jade, or the death blur experiment, but unfortunately these materials seemed to have been destroyed before Ai Ran left.

"Headache. Over the past week, Asanjing Renji's changes have changed a little, but it's not obvious." Fang Lang rubbed his temples and stretched again, "I don't know how long it will take if this continues?"

When he breathed, a pair of white hands suddenly stretched out, holding tea with them.

Fang Lang looked up and saw Chu Sentao.

"Thanks, Captain Fang Lang." Tao Hin Sen smiled slightly and put down the tea cup, "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, just investigating Lan Ran's whereabouts. After all, I have to find him personally and ask him clearly." Fang Lang said nonsense seriously.

When she mentioned the name Lan Ran, Hina Sentao's eyes dimmed slightly. Although she was not depressed all day under Fang Lang's comfort, she still felt sad when she heard the name.

Seeing this, Fang Lang smiled without a trace, and reached out his hand to touch Hina Sentao's head, "Little Taozi, don't worry, it's me. No matter what, I will investigate it clearly."

"Yes!" Young Sentao woke up and replied respectfully.

She still trusts Fang Lang very much. Although she made a mistake before and felt guilty, the matter was over. At this time, Fang Lang became the captain of the fifth division team, so she repayed her trust with all her heart.

Fang Lang picked up his teacup, took a sip, and suddenly asked, "What's the matter recently?"

"Hmm..." Young Sen pondered for a moment, before his eyes lit up, and said: "Ah, yes, yesterday the new Central 46 room was established."

"So fast?" Although Broken Bee had mentioned to him before, Fang Lang was still surprised.

"Yes, because they are all aristocrats, each family selects and recommends sages, so it's very fast." Hina Sentao said, walked to the shelf to the side, looked for a while, and walked back with a magazine. "Look, this is this month's Seireinide Newsletter, which contains information on selected sages."

Hearing this, Fang Lang took the look and saw the details on the last few pages.

Each sage is attached with a personal photo, as well as a little information, family background, etc. In addition, there are reasons for being selected as a sage.

Fang Lang also noticed one point. Under the photo, there is a value.

"Did you choose the film? How?" Fang Lang secretly wondered, and kept watching.

Suddenly, a name came into view, making him squint.

Caoye Qingkong, the lower-level noble Patriarch of Caoye family

From the photo, it is a middle-aged man in his forties with a stubble of beard, with piercing eyes.

"Kaoye, where do you always think you have heard of it?"

Looking further down, Fang Lang saw another name that he was familiar with.

Kasadaru Hara Torataro, a young man in his twenties, an upper-class nobleman, will serve as the forty-six judge of the new central.

"Xia Dalu..." Fang Lang touched his chin...