Wind Chaser Grim Reaper

　

Chapter XNUMX is miscalculated.

After swallowing the pill, the picture pauses for ten seconds.

“Come. Let’s go.” Hanataro stood up.

“Hey, slow!” Ichigo and Iwaki yelled from behind.

“What is Ah?” Hanataro asked helplessly, looking back.

“What else do we ask?”

“Is that pill effective? Shouldn’t it?” Ichigo and Iwasa’s faces were full of surprise, one bigger than one.

“Why do you say that? Am I not full of energy right now?” Hanataro pointed his face with his fingers, but to be honest, he looks just like he did just now.

“No change at all.”

“I think you’ve been deceived.” Ichigo and Iwasa sweated coldly.

Then the entire group found another exit of the sewer. After climbing out of the exit, the three were a little strange.

“It’s weird. There’s no one here.”

“It was just yesterday that the battle was just over here, and today there is not even a caretaker. Is this too strange?”

“Perhaps they don’t think the enemy will appear in the same place again on the same day.”

“Maybe it is.”

At this time, Iwaki suddenly remembered other people who didn’t know Life and Death. “Hey, the others don’t know what’s going on right now, the one with the white cloak and glasses and walnut hair.”

“Pleasant.” Ichigo wiped cold sweat. “Isn’t anyone called like this now, are you talking about Ishida and Inoue ?!” I looked at Iwasa with a speechless expression.

“Ishida, as well as Inoue, these two people are XNUMX times more powerful than me (very self-knowledge). They will not stand up without knowing how to beat them, so don’t worry, no questionable.”

“Then there is another one called Chadu?” Iwazaki mentioned the big, dumb man again.

“It’s better than not worrying.” Ichigo turned to leave.

“Why, we don’t even know if he is alive!” Iwago shouted at Ichigo’s reserve.

“Of course I’m still alive, I can feel it.” Ichigo, facing away from Iwaki, was very confident. “It’s his spiritual pressure alone that I’ve been able to feel since we fell to the Soul Society. Besides, I can’t imagine Chadu might lose.”

At this time, Chadu had just hit the ground and did not know the dozens of opponents, and was pressing where the direction of their sin house was.

Shinigami, raised by Chadu, holding her head, pointed her finger at the direction of Sin Palace. “It’s there, far away, and the white tower you can see is the House of Sins.”

“Really, thank you.” Chadu thanked him slightly after putting Shinigami down.

“No. It’s nothing, you’re welcome.” Shinigami sitting on the ground shuddered.

Looking at Chadu, who was turning away from himself, Shinigami gasped, and re-touched his hand to Asauchi (a system of Zanpakuto)

“Hahahaha haha, let the enemies see their own back, you are really stupid!” After slicing Asauchi in his hands to Chadu’s back, but before he approached his body, Chadu used his hands Blocked.

The blocked Asauchi, bent under Chadu’s hard arm.

Looking at Asauchi’s curved hands, Shinigami’s face was frightened and abstracted, like the hero in a Picasso painting.

“Yes, yes, sorry. No. Don’t kill me.” Shinigami went back to the ground again.

“You. Don’t come here anymore.” Looking at Shinigami, Chadu was only said indifferently.

“Ah?” Shinigami, whose head shape is similar to that of Taro Watermelon, thought that he might not have heard it just now, but after seeing Chadu turning and leaving, he could be sure that his ears were not faulty.

“Yes. Yes. I don’t dare next time. Uh? That. Don’t you really kill me?”

And at this time, in a small building in front of Chadu.

“He’s here, the tragedy.” A very quiet spectacled lady with glasses was watching the whereabouts of Chadu under the window.

“Uh.” Shunsui Kyoraku, lying on a reclining chair, idle and bored, was helpless.

“What the heck. It’s coming so soon. It seems I have to go!”

In the 2-Layer wooden building, a middle-aged man in a fancy kimono is lying on the floor, and beside him are sake and various snacks. You can see what this guy was doing.

“What the hell, you’re here so soon.” The voice was very magnetic, but if he could put away his stinky feet, maybe his image would be better.

Lifting the hat on the head a little, revealing the face of a mature male, this man is Captain of the Eighth Division, Shunsui Kyoraku (nickname uncle uncle).

“Really, then we have to dispatch.”

At this time, standing by the window, combing her hair that looked very twisted, holding a book with an old-fashioned glasses, a pair of ol-spectacled females asked back. “Do you really want to deal with him in person? It’s just a tragedy that’s all to me to deal with it!” It is the long Division Lieutenant who speaks, Ise Nanao.

At this time, Shunsui Kyoraku had stood up from his original position, and inserted two Zanpakutos around his waist. “That’s the order of Shan Old Man, and I have to obey it. He doesn’t want those travellers to make trouble anymore.” Having said that, Shunsui Kyoraku suddenly wanted to feel the same. “My lord, but I hate shame the most.”

Shunsui Kyoraku, who had already reached the door, suddenly turned around. “What’s more, if I let my Qixu fight, what if I get hurt! No one is allowed to hurt my young Qixu.” After reaching out, I wanted to touch Ise Qixu’s face, but The seven lines of expression calmed down with a folding fan.

Shunsui Kyoraku, covering his hands, hid aside and looked at Ise Chihiro. “Ah. You are even more ruthless today. I just like you.”

“I know, don’t tell me anymore! Hurry up!” Ise Chihiro yelled to Shunsui Kyoraku, and she couldn’t stand this Captain anymore.

Shunsui Kyoraku whistled twice. “Okay, okay, don’t you worry about it that much.”

Looking at Qiu Wei’s strange expression, Shunsui Kyoraku’s rare seriousness rose. “It will be done soon, this is just a farce that’s all.”

“Are these three little ghosts good opponents you said? Kinnara.” In the building group below the Palace of Sins, Geng Jianba is standing on one of the taller buildings, leaving 8,000 on his back. Watching Ichigo and the others climbing the stairs below, after a flicker of Kinnara, Gengmu Jianba was looking forward to the coming slaughter.

Behind Geng Jian Jian, Kinnara is sitting on the ground enjoying the wine and food from the Third Division.

“It’s just the three of them.” With a glance at the three people who were climbing the stairs of the civilian, Kinnara set aside the chicken leg on his hand. “Don’t look at the leading orange-haired ghost who looks so tender, he has great potential! He was defeated by a corner!”

After taking a peek at Momo’s situation in the Fifth Division prison, Kinnara found the more wooden sword eight that was looking for Ichigo and the others, and took him here to guard the situation.

And Ichigo actually developed according to the plot in bleach, running from this road! This also proves that Ichigo’s rabbit is really not very smart, so that the more violent maniac of Gumaki eight can ambush. It is proof that the Eleventh Division is famous for using muscles instead of brains. Kinnara dare not say so.

More wooden sword eight nodded, since one corner and this very weird Kinnara say so, then let yourself try how good this little ghost is, I hope this little ghost will not let himself down!

At the same time, Ichigo and Iwaki, and Hanataro, who are suffering, are climbing the stairs that they never reach.

“Yes. Damn. The stairs are too long. How many steps are there? Damn.” Yan Yan, gasping for breath, kept complaining. He has climbed a long stairs, but he still looks at it Not to the end.

“You don’t want Rolibasso, you’re about to reach Peak!” Although it’s also gasping for breath, as long as Rukia is still waiting for himself in the House of Sins, Ichigo feels like he’s getting mental again.

“Asshole, you said that just now.” Looking at Ichigo who sprinted ahead, Iwasa whispered a bit, but rushed after him.

After not knowing how long Dao Scripture worked hard, they finally set foot on Peak, which made them even more fortunate.

“Hu, finally here! Let’s take a break.” Stepping on this exhausting staircase made Yan Yan feel very fulfilled, and at the same time felt that he was about to step back.

“There is no one, the defense here is weak!” Iwano wanted to rest as soon as he came up, while Hanataro climbed directly on the last few steps. Ichigo, who had already been beaten several times by Life and Death, first looked around. No enemies.

“Very well, let’s pour into our mouth in a spurt of energy!” After finding that there was no enemy here, Ichigo decided to rush to the Temple of Sin at the fastest speed, but at this time.

A spiritual pressure that cannot be described as powerful, but should be described as terror, enveloped them. They enjoyed the treatment Kinnara had enjoyed XNUMX years ago.

“So exaggerated spiritual pressure is.”

“Here! Is anyone else here!”

Feeling the spiritual pressure on the body, Ichigo and the others worked hard to keep themselves from lying on the ground!

At this time, a tall man walked out slowly from inside, with a cruel laugh in his mouth.

“hehehehe.”

This is not just a cruel smile, but also an excited laugh, because he can carry out his favorite fight!

At the same time, Fifth Division, First Special Detention.

Momo, holding his legs and wondering what he was thinking, noticed that someone had entered the cell and looked up at Tenth Division Lieutenant.

“Ranju Young Lady. Why are you?” Momo was surprised to see Matsumoto Ranju.

Matsumoto Ranju looked at Momo with a sad expression, not at all to say more, but passed a letter to her through the prison.

The unknown Momo took a few glances at the letter, and was attracted by the contents of the letter.

Because, this is a letter from Aizen to her.

It is also a kind of thing that can be known as a testament in a sense.