Zongman: The evolution of Ninja Bleach from Prince of Tennis

The two of them were so busy that they had to wait for a while.

"Xingyan, why don't you wait a little longer? Big brother said he would come over. Maybe it's because something happened in Soul Society..."

Rukia would come to see Xingyan these days, but this time when she got here, she found that Xingyan was ready to leave.

"I waited for him before because I needed clues. Now I have found clues myself. It doesn't matter whether he comes or not."

Xingyan shook his head and prepared to walk out of the gate with his bag on his back.

The garden of this mansion has been cleaned up by him in the past few days, and the tabby cat he picked up has also healed its wounds and is being placed in a pet backpack specially for cats.

He is going to the airport now and fly to the other side of the ocean to find his relatives.

"But you go there alone, you don't know anything..."

Rukia was going to say something else, even if she didn't wait for her brother to come, at least she should bring someone to take care of her.

"I'm no longer a human. Although the power of the god of death has not been fully restored, I'm not afraid of meeting any bad guys on the road. Don't worry about me. Think about how to restore your power. If you delay any longer, it will be dangerous if the Soul Society finds out."

Xingyan stared at her helplessly for a few more times, and finally just patted Rukia's shoulder, carrying the cat and walked towards the intersection.

Yesterday evening, a couple who lived nearby came back from a trip abroad and discussed the Uchiha father and son outside the gate.

The old woman finally sighed that if she hadn't met Mr. Uchiha while traveling, she wouldn't have known that the pressure on rich people would be so great, and it could make a person age so much in a few years.

Xingyan, who was sure that he had news about his father, went to the old couple's home last night, and in the form of a god of death, quietly checked their travel address information, and then set out to find him this morning.

"Xingyan, where are you going?"

Ichigo Kurosaki arrived a little late, and seeing Xingyan's state, he knew that he was leaving.

"Go find my father. I found my father's current location. Ichigo, you have to work hard. Whether you are a god of death or a human, you have to take care of yourself. After I find my father, I will come to see you when I have time!"

Xingyan's smile was very warm, just like when he was a child after school and heard the housekeeper say that his father was waiting at home.

"I will definitely take care of myself, and you should also pay attention to safety and don't be deceived. Fortunately, you were required to learn multiple languages ​​when you were a child, and basic communication should not be difficult for you..."

Ichigo Kurosaki nodded in response, waving his hand with an unspeakable sadness or expectation, and watched the small figure go away.

Whether it is a god of death, a noble, or a conspiracy.

He only knew that it was a child who longed to go home and see his family again.

.........

Across the ocean.

The young boy got off the plane and went to the pet consignment office to pick up his cat. He carried the cat bag on his back and walked on the street, holding a map to find areas where he might find people.

But his luck might not be very good. He walked through one place after another, and missed a few times by just a few minutes.

Searching seriously, one day, two days...

A week passed, and just when several tracking Shinigami thought it was absolutely a waste of effort, the two of them, one big and one small, met outside a cat cafe.

"Father..."

Xingyan stood there, raised his head and looked at the middle-aged grandfather with many white hairs on his temples, wondering if he had found the wrong person.

Obviously, illusions can deceive those who follow the Shinigami, but Aizen disguised himself as this real semi-elderly state.

So the father Xingyan saw was basically the same as what those Shinigami saw.

"Xingyan? Xingyan!!!"

Mr. Uchiha Jie, who was in a semi-elderly state, was confused at first, then ran forward excitedly and picked up the child from the ground.

When he picked up the child, Mr. Uchiha, who was only in his forties according to his identity information, almost sprained his waist...

This was a play, Grimmjow, who was lying in the cat bag, buried his face under his front paws.

He was afraid that he would jump out uncontrollably if he was not careful, so he pointed at the two actors and laughed for a while.

"Father, I'm back!"

Xingyan's expression of deep father-son love was 100% sincere now.

The mixed emotions of grievance and happiness made Aizen wonder if he had made the child too sad before.

The next development was logical, Xingyan was taken back to the Uchiha family, and the servants of the whole family were very happy to see the returning young man.

The master greeted them, and all kinds of interactions seemed to have suddenly returned to many years ago.

Their father-son relationship was very beautiful, but the few shinigami who were following them were in a dilemma.

How could they report this? Could it be that the third seat of the sixth squad was intoxicated with the beautiful life of the young master because he found his father and did not plan to go back to work?

If this was reported, regardless of whether the captain-in-chief believed it or not, the captain of the sixth squad would come to them with his Zanpakutō to confirm.

But it was not possible not to report it. It had been delayed for four or five days, and it must not be wasted any longer.

"Uchiha Third Seat, something happened in the Soul Society!"

Just when these shinigami were struggling, their leading shinigami received a message and ran to Xingyan who was playing tennis with excited eyes.

"How did you find this place? What happened?"

Xingyan put down the tennis racket in his hand. He had just lived a few days of the leisurely life of the young master. Could these guys be so intolerable?

"It's the news from the vice-captain of the Sixth Division. Miss Kuchiki Rukia violated the rules and privately handed over the power of the god of death to humans. She has been arrested. The 46th Chamber sentenced Kuchiki Rukia to death!"

He bowed his head and half-knelt on the ground. The god of death did not dare to look up at Xingyan's expression, but as soon as he finished speaking, he felt the sudden burst of spiritual pressure, almost slapping him to death.

"Say it again, what is the verdict of the 46th Chamber?"

While wearing the artificial body, Xingyan's spiritual pressure has already burst out, and the Zanpakutō in his hand is shaking a little uneasy.

"Yes... It's the news from the vice-captain of the Sixth Division, Abarai Renji. Kuchiki Rukia has been sentenced to death. The sentence is set in half a month. Please go back to save her!"

This god of death is from the second division, but now he has completely taken the attitude of a member of the Kuchiki family, and has turned the words of asking people to go back to the Soul Society into asking people to go back to save his life.

He was afraid that if he said something unsatisfactory, this person's spiritual pressure would explode again, and he might turn into a spirit on the spot.

This person has always said that his injuries have not recovered, but now it seems that not only has he recovered, but he has also become strong enough to reach the captain level.

At least, their captain's spiritual pressure is definitely not as good as this person's.