Grim Reaper: Studying Medicine Can't Save the World of Souls

"Ah, can't it? That's right, Cheng-jun is taking the initiative now, and I think Cheng-jun's specific ability is very important to me, so I have to pay more..."

"It's just that I don't seem to have any bargaining chips that I can take out now..."

"How about letting Mr. Cheng directly do some excessive things to me as a bargaining chip? Or... I will provide you with information inside Jinglingting?"

Immediately, Qian Shoucheng narrowed his eyes slightly and opened them suddenly, revealing a clear movement.

Chapter 70 Illusion of Spirit Son

For the first time, Yulu Zheliu couldn't help but cover her mouth and smiled when she noticed Qianshoucheng's strong reaction, and said.

"Hehehe, it really is just a young Shinigami, and I can't resist the mature and beautiful body, but the 'transformation body' that can make me manifest can only be obtained by Cheng Jun himself."

???

Thousand hands are sincere.

Listening to Yulu Zheliu's series of words, even Qian Shoucheng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Are you kidding me?

Do you really think that I don't know what a divine body is?

In essence, it is a special puppet prop developed by Kisuke Urahara in order to speed up the completion of Zanpakuto's swastika, which allows Zanpakuto to realize (materialize) the outside world.

However, the material of the Zhuan Shen Body is most likely to be steel!Steel! ! !

Three-point penetration into the wood...it's incredible, even monsters can't do three-point penetration into the steel! Hey!

What's more, your master Mo Chengshuang has been watching, is it really appropriate for you to say such a thing? ? ?

Just when Qian Shoucheng was deeply speechless, he suddenly realized, no... I was not really moved by Yulu Zheliu, but by the information she proposed.

However, just when Qian Shoucheng was about to clarify righteously, the petite figure of Sen Luo Wanxiang suddenly appeared between Qian Shoucheng and Yulu Zheliu, and shouted with his hands crossed.

"Da baa, baa baa, this is absolutely baa!! The master of the Lun family, Jiang Jiang, would not be interested in such a shameless sword soul like you."

Yulu Zheliu folded his arms, his eyes seemed to stop somewhere in the vast forest for a moment, and then he said with a mocking tone. "Oh? You are Cheng-kun's sword soul. You are really... so petite and cute!"

Sensing the invisible ridicule, Miscellany said through gritted teeth. "How dare you be so arrogant that you betray your master and collude with other gods of death everywhere?"

"Soul of the sword, little boy, is really a naive and ridiculous statement. When have you ever seen a soul of the sword who would betray the master?! So naive, no wonder you are disgusted."

"what are you saying?!"

"Hehe, have you lost your temper? It's really insignificant."

Sen Luo Wan Xiang suddenly thought of something, and said strangely. "That's right, it's so pitiful, the soul of the sword, who can't even protect his master, can only hook up with other gods of death to comfort himself, right?"

It was as if he had stabbed Yulu Zheliu's sore spot all of a sudden, and he shouted with a distorted expression. "A mere little one..."

Sen... all things? !

And Qian Shoucheng looked at the phantom of all things, and witnessed that all things and Yulu Zheliu's eyes were on fire and they almost started to do it on the spot, and he was a little confused.

"and many more……"

Qian Shoucheng stroked his forehead with one hand, preventing the verbal battle between Yulu Zheliu and Senluo Wanxiang, and asked.

"Everything, how can you show up in the outside world? Isn't it possible that the god of death can directly communicate with the soul of the sword in the outside world when he is close to the solution of the swastika?"

Hearing the words, Sen Luo Wan Xiang said a little angrily.

"This stupid, shameless and vulgar sword soul can use the spiritual pressure in the spirit to condense a phantom. Master Jiangjiang actually suspects that the Lun family can't do it? Damn Master Jiangjiang, you must not be shaken. What Shameless Blade Soul can do, the Lun family can definitely do better!!"

At this moment, Yulu Zheliu's teasing voice rang out. "Oh... Including entering the God-turning body and being manipulated by Mr. Cheng? You are so small, you have no power."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Being stimulated again to the point that his head was smoldering, Sensei Wanxiang directly rushed towards the phantom of Yuluzheliu.

"Wait, everything, don't be impulsive, you're going to be fooled..."

Seeing this, Qian Shoucheng hastily shouted.

However, Makoto's voice was undoubtedly a little late.

As the spirit seed phantom formed by the "spiritual control" of Sen Luo Wanxiang rushed to the phantom of Yulu Zheliu, Yulu Zheliu was almost directly "torn apart" by the middle.

……

At the same time, Mocheng Shuangye, who was imprisoned in the Infernal Hell, frowned... slightly.

……

And the phantom of Yulu Zheliu, which had just been "torn apart", quickly condensed again on the other side.

It's just that Yuluzheliu's expression at this moment is not as provocative as before, but a sense of joy confirming something.

At this moment, Sen Luo Wan Xiang also seemed to realize that he...may have been fooled, and looked at Qian Shoucheng timidly, feeling at a loss.

Makoto Senshou pushed his glasses, realized that the Zanpakuto with the ability to interfere with spirits had a higher degree of freedom, cast a glance at Sen Luo Wan Xiang, and said.

"Everything, you go back first, and I will train and teach you after a while...to educate you."

"Yes... I'm sorry, Master Jiangjiang."

Sensei Wanxiang said weakly, and the phantom formed by the spirit particles slowly dissipated.

Immediately, Qian Shoucheng looked at Yulu Zheliu, his eyes were no longer the kindness and gentleness he usually pretended to be, but instead revealed a sharp scrutiny, and said.

"It's a pity that the family education is not strict, and I made you laugh. Presumably, in this way, you have probably further determined the direction of my Zanpakuto ability?"

Yulu Zheliu said in a more formal tone.

"It's sharper than I imagined, Cheng-kun. Although the specific ability is not clear, it is definitely a level higher than the simple spiritual devouring ability. Cheng-kun's soul is quite amazing, and it has bred such a strength!"

Qian Shoucheng was not surprised at all that what Yulu Zheliu had just done was a pure temptation.

As Yulu Zheliu said, perhaps the Zanpakuto will conflict with the will of the master to a certain extent, but there is no Zanpakuto that actively betrays the master. Thinking about it, it is impossible for Yulu Zheliu to mess with other people's death in front of the master. put them together.

"So, what is your real purpose? Let me save your master Mo Chengshuang from the endless hell?"

Regarding Qian Shoucheng's question, Yulu Zheliu slowly fell in front of Qian Shoucheng, sat on the tatami with almost impeccable aristocratic etiquette, and spoke.

"Illusion of spirits: You can integrate your own spirits into all things composed of spirits, so as to perceive, monitor, monitor, and control everything in it arbitrarily."

After a pause, Yulu Zheliu continued with Qian Shoucheng's astonished expression.

"However, there are many disadvantages. When fused into non-living spirits, the spirits will be damaged to a certain extent if they are destroyed. If the spiritual pressure of the integrated spirit is too high, they will be directly repelled. Once the fused spirits There is a complete isolation in the range, and the consciousness will be forcibly transferred to the relatively large side of the spirit sub-range..."

Finally, Yulu Zheliu said slowly.

"And the most fatal shortcoming is that once the spiritual pressure in the integrated spiritual child is absorbed or forcibly eliminated, the owner will suffer dozens of times more damage! Besides, Mr. Cheng's myriad phenomena may be the one that restrains me the most."

Chapter 71 Gifts

At this moment, Qianshoucheng was completely astonished.

Yulu Zheliu, who had clearly grasped a certain degree of initiative, actually revealed all of her abilities completely, and she didn't even intend to hide her fatal flaws.

What does it mean?

Did Mojo Shuangya's heart change, or did Zanpakuto go off the rails?

For a moment, Qian Shoucheng inexplicably felt that he was a "husband's current criminal", and even went too far than Ximen Qing, directly discussing how to murder the victim under the eyes of the victim.

The development is too sloppy, the plot gradually (beep!) (beep!)...

Qian Shoucheng didn't understand why such an innocent young man would be involved in such a conversation.

"and many more……"

Qian Shoucheng pushed his glasses, dressed himself in the somewhat messy tyrant outfit, and didn't forget to open the door to show the gentleman's style.

Of course, in fact, no matter whether it is Yuluzheliu or the all-encompassing phenomenon that just appeared, only Qian Shoucheng can intuitively distinguish their phantoms from the spirits, and the rest of the people's feelings... probably only feel that somewhere The air seems to have a slightly higher density of spiritual particles.

"So, what is your real purpose? Let me get rid of Mocheng Shuangye?" Qian Shoucheng asked puzzledly.

Yulu Zheliu smiled and said nothing to Qian Shoucheng's question, and just spoke.

"I am just a Zanpakuto who likes to cause trouble for the master, so please don't let me down, Mr. Cheng."

Qian Shoucheng calmly analyzed. "Your master is imprisoned in the endless hell, and the possibility of conflict between us is extremely low."

"Sooner or later, my master will definitely come out of the endless hell. He is just watching, waiting, and thinking." Yulu Zheliu, who was blindfolded by a black belt, said very firmly.

This sense of sight of hiding the big boss made Qian Shoucheng couldn't help but slightly raised his forehead and said.

"Aren't you worried that I will report this matter to the General Team and the Central Room 46, and impose a stricter seal on Mocheng Shuang?"

Yulu Zheliu said disapprovingly.

"Cheng-kun is not the first Shinigami who knows about it. As early as more than ten years ago, I communicated with Kisuke Urahara and Yoichi Sifengin, who were not the captain, through the transformation of the gods, and they also reported this matter to the I entered the Central Room 46..."

Immediately, Yulu Zheliu paused and said.

"Chengjun, today's communication ends here. Your friends are here to visit you. However, if Chengjun wishes to talk to me, I am waiting for you at any time..."

As Yulu Zheliu's voice fell, the phantom of the noble elder sister in front of her gradually dissipated, but Qian Shoucheng knew very well... In a sense, she was everywhere in Jinglingting.

"What a troublesome news..."

Qian Shoucheng sighed, and then heard the sound of "dong dong dong" from the aisle outside the house.

The next moment, Kazukara Madarame and Yumi Ayasegawa appeared in front of Makoto Senju with gifts in both hands.

However, as Madarame opened his mouth carelessly, Senju Makoto froze with a slightly moved expression.

"Hey, Qianshou, I heard that you almost died..."

Yumi Ayasegawa poked Senju Makoto's bandage with his hand, and said. "Qian Shou, you are in such a mess, that doesn't suit your gorgeous style."

"Are the two of you here to see a joke?" Qian Shoucheng asked with a bit of an expressionless expression.

"Well, Senshou, Shinigami is bound to encounter all kinds of emergencies. The fourth team can't protect you. Let's hang out with Captain Saraki, how about it? Our eleventh team are all combat experts !" Yumi Ayasegawa invited again.

Qian Shoucheng curled his lips and simply ignored the question.

To choose between the vast and magnificent breasts, unless Senju Makoto has a hole in his head, how can he give up the soft Uinokarei and throw himself into the hard Saragi Sword Yaba?

When the invitation failed again, Yumi Ayasegawa was not discouraged, and instead handed out gifts to Makoto Senju with Ikkaku Madarame.

Ayasegawa Yuki had some supplements, and in the corner of Madarame was a large box of special combat medical ointment made by the [-]th squad.

"..."

It's just that Qian Shoucheng looked at the box of ointment that was as big as his own head, couldn't help but twitched, and asked. "One corner, are you asking me to use it as a mask?"

Madarame said it as a matter of course.

"Qianshou, this thing is very effective. If the injury is not serious, you can apply some ointment to resist the first resistance and it will pass. You don't need to go to the fourth team for treatment. I will give you a little more. It may not be used in the future. "

Makoto Senju, who is full of flaws everywhere but unable to refute, can only accept the gift from Ikkaku Madarame and Yumi Ayasegawa as a wish.

In any case, not long after I returned to Jinglingting, Madarame Kazukaku and Ayasegawa Yumi came to visit, which is enough to show their friendship.

Immediately, Makoto Senju made tea for Kazume Madarame and Yumi Ayasegawa, and at the same time took the initiative to talk about their own lives in the [-]th team.

With Madarame's eloquent talk and Ayasegawa Yumi's frequent supplements, the atmosphere gradually became warmer.

"Dong dong~ Um... Cheng-kun, how is your injury?"

Suddenly, accompanied by the sound of knocking on the door, a clear and somewhat cold voice sounded. Qian Shoucheng looked towards the door, and Feng Shaoling's petite and lovely figure appeared there in Xing Jun's black dress, holding a A bouquet of carnations.

"Saoya?"

Qian Shoucheng was rather surprised by the appearance of Fengshao Ling, and quickly stood up to greet her.

Originally, in Sensei Makoto's view, Fengshao Ling was just here to test his own information. Although he intended to have a good relationship with her at the time, but under Uno Hana's stir, Sensei Makoto thought that there was a relationship between them. The flimsy relationship that had just been established was over.

And when Makoto Senju led Aya Hachishou, who seemed to have an unnatural expression, to sit down in the room, Yumi Ayasegawa gave Madarame a wink.

It's just that Madarame didn't notice it at all, slapped his thigh, and continued to speak excitedly.

"Qian Shou, you don't know, in order to convince those guys under me, I fought them all day and night without even blinking..."

"Ahem!" Yumi Ayasegawa coughed heavily, and blinked again and again at the corner of Madarame.

"What are you doing?"

Madarame said without knowing why. "Gongki, are your eyes dry?"

"Tsk!"