Zongman: The evolution of Ninja Bleach from Prince of Tennis

The two of them were very close, and the two of them were very close.

"How can a father and son be angry all the time? I've prepared a gift for you. Do you like it?"

Aizen smiled and took out a palm-sized box full of seals.

"For me? Are you sure?"

Xingyan was still thinking about the Collapsing Jade before, but it's only been a short while, and now this thing is in his hands?

He looked at Aizen dumbfoundedly. He couldn't be sure whether he really wanted to give it to him or wanted him to be a test subject.

Facing the father of this world, even if he had ten thousand minds, it would not be enough.

"Sure enough, you know this thing. The information investigation of Muramasa is quite good, but it still leaves some traces. Be careful when you let him go out in the future. Urahara Kisuke is very thoughtful and he will be tracked down if you are not careful."

Lying on the sofa with a smile, Aizen watched the changes in Xingyan's expression. He was not in a very good mood at first, but at this moment he became very good.

His son has a lot of ideas, but he is still too naive after all.

To inquire about information, you also need to see who the other party is, otherwise there will be accidents.

If Jinghua Shuiyue hadn't noticed that the thief was Muramasa, his son would really lose a loyal butler.

So he not only gave the information, but also took this semi-finished magatama.

"If you really give it to me, you can't take it back. Are you sure?"

Xingyan is not in the mood to pay attention to whether Muramasa's information is adulterated. He just wants to know whether this semi-finished magatama can really be given to him.

If he was sure to give it to him, he would be really rude.

"It's given to you. You can do whatever you want with it. There is only one request, don't hurt yourself."

Aizen continued to drink his tea, not looking at Xingyan's expression at this time. He was waiting for the child to tell the truth.

If he could make one Collapsing Jade, he could make a second one.

But there was only one child.

Although he rarely met his son in the past two years, the existence of such a son made his life more fun than before, and he was no longer only able to see the haze all over his eyes...

"It won't hurt yourself, but..."

Xingyan was really rude at this time, and the chakra in his hand had broken the seal.

The space chakra wrapped around the Collapsing Jade, and the data and energy in it were quickly extracted and tested, and then gathered back again.

This was not his ability, but borrowing the power of the system to conduct a complete analysis of the Collapsing Jade.

Originally, this Houyu would not be in his hands, and he did not intend to snatch it from Aizen just because of his curiosity.

But the development of things was different from expectations. Whether it was a test or not, his good father really put the Houyu in his hands.

"Too many impurities, the energy is not complete. If you use Urahara Kisuke's one to synthesize, you should be able to barely make a complete one..."

In Xingyan's eyes, the three magatama were particularly conspicuous.

The Houyu in his hand was decomposed and reorganized in an instant. The energy after the reorganization was reduced by one third, and the remaining two thirds was barely purified.

And the negative impurities that were extracted were absorbed by the system as a reward. The system did not take the initiative to say what the use of these was, and Xingyan did not intend to ask.

"You don't want it?"

Aizen looked at the development just now, and his eyes showed a rare shock.

But what he didn't expect next was that this Houyu with impurities removed was put back in his hand.

The situation of this child seemed to be more difficult to understand than he had originally guessed.

"I don't want it. This is what you like, father. I may not be able to find it for you, but I will not do anything like snatching it."

Xingyan shrank back into the sofa, his eyes that were different from those of ordinary people slowly closed, and he fell into a deep sleep after he finished speaking.

"Xingyan, Xingyan!"

Aizen stood up and walked to Xingyan's side, put his hand on his head, and checked Xingyan's current state.

There was no spiritual power fluctuation, as if he had become an ordinary soul without spiritual power.

Picking up the child, putting him on the bed and covering him with a quilt, Aizen sat aside and waited.

The broken jade in his hand was pinched, and the strength on his fingers had increased without noticing.

"Are you regretting your emotional fluctuations just now?"

The sudden voice sounded, just at

A voice came from Aizen's palm.

"Change back!"

Aizen's eyes became sharp, looking at the little man he pinched between his fingers, wanting to crush it to death.

The child on the bed was still asleep, and the Hogyoku turned into his son. This provocation had crossed the line.

"How terrible, you are obviously regretting it, because you care, so you start to be timid, Aizen Sosuke, you have changed, you are trapped by this stupid family affection, and you will eventually fall into the dust..."

The little figure that the Hogyoku turned into was still shouting, and the exaggerated tone and sharp words pierced into Aizen's heart, which he thought was flawless, like a knife.

Family affection, does he have it?

It was just because he found it interesting at that time because it appeared by accident, so he raised a child...

If this is called family affection, then the definition of family affection is too cheap.

"If being ruthless and emotionless is what you judge to be the strongest, then there is no need for you to exist..."

Aizen's palm seemed to suddenly turn into a storm field. The little man transformed by the Hogyoku was torn into pieces and dissipated in his palm, and finally turned back into the original form of the Hogyoku.

However, this Hogyoku has completely become a dead object, just a carrier of energy.

"You are so bad that you were almost confused by the things you made, Aizen!"

Muramasa leaned against the wall and looked at Aizen with full of disgust in his eyes.

He happened to see all the reactions of the Hogyoku just now.

He saw it, which meant that the master also saw it.

"Put away your expression that needs to be cleaned up. How is Xingyan now? Did he swallow the power just now?"

Aizen was too lazy to explain to this Zanpakutō. He just wanted to know what happened to his son.

"The master is just sleepy. Please leave now, Mr. Aizen, and don't delay the master's rest."

Muramasa drove him away with an unhappy look on his face. He had to return the master's power later. This guy was really in the way.

Although he shouldn't criticize the master, his behavior just now was really too dangerous!

If Aizen really chose to kill the master, his ability might not be able to protect the master's safety.

The fact that he had bewitched the consciousness of the magatama forced him to face a reality.

Even if his master forgot everything, the essence of his soul was still crazy...