Lingwang Palace, the residence of Team Zero.

The first guard of the main department was saying something to the rest of the members of the Zero team, and everyone had a solemn expression on their faces.

I saw a scroll of paper in his hand, on which were written the four big characters of [Immortal Empty Mole].

"To sum up, this person has seen real fights, and it stands to reason that I should get rid of him, but in order to deal with that guy, we still need his strength now. ”

A tall and thin man on the side nodded and said, "Actually, I think you are too sensitive, even if you have seen real fighting, it doesn't mean that he will have this kind of power, and as long as he still uses the knife I hit, then there is nothing to be afraid of." ”

Obviously, this person is the one who created all the slashing swords, the sword god Ermei Yawang Yue.

Hearing Wang Yue's words, the first guard of the main army scratched his head and said: "That's right, let's just stay here next, that guy's target must be his father, our Spirit King." ”

Kiryu on the side showed a somewhat unbearable expression and said, "What about those ordinary souls in the Corpse Soul Realm?"

A guard of the main department of the soldier showed an extremely exaggerated smile that could even scare a crying child and said: "Then I can only ask them to rest in peace, after all, this is the will of the Spirit King." ”

...

Ichiban team, the general captain's room.

Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekoku was drinking tea with an iron face at this time, the empty mole guessed well, the reason why a soldier from the main department came to him was nothing more than to knock on it, don't let the empty mole be too able to toss, although it is a good combat power, but if he makes something terrible because of him, then they will have to take action in person.

The relationship between Team Zero and Old Man Yamamoto was far from as good as expected, and when Yamamoto was killed by Yuhabach, Team Zero neither showed up to save the scene nor showed any expression, until Yuhabach planned to attack the Spirit King's Palace.

And as soon as they came to the point, they went straight to the point, about the death of Yamamoto, the oldest god of death who had led the development of the Lingting Court for thousands of years, they were just a few words of lightness, not to mention sadness, not even polite greetings.

It can be seen that the relationship between Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni and Team Zero is definitely not monolithic, maybe for Team Zero, he is just a useful and obedient dog.

After the head of the army left, the old man Yamamoto stayed alone in the captain's room and didn't know what he was thinking, but after a long time, he suddenly stomped the teacup in his hand as if he had made up his mind, and then summoned Minister Jiro.

"Chojiro, how long have you been with me?"

"Two thousand years, Captain Yamamoto. ”

"Really...... Would you be interested in accompanying me to hell?"

"I'm the vice-captain, I just need to complete what you explained, and there's no need to ask me. ”

"Really....... Then you go and call me Ukitake Shishiro and the Immortal Sky Mole. ”

......

Void circle, void night palace.

A white cocoon-like thing is slowly pulsating in the hall of the Void Night Palace, each beating is exuding a terrifying spiritual pressure, if the empty mole is here, it will definitely be recognized, this cocoon is extremely close to the image after the fusion of blue dye and broken jade.

Next to the cocoon, there are several members of the Ten Blades standing in different postures, and Ichimaru Gin, Tosen Kashiko, and Maple Leaf Kanji are in a triangular shape to enclose the cocoon.

"So what are we going to do now?" Miriargo, the first of the Tenth Blade Fang, held out his fingers and gouged into his ears, what happened here didn't matter to him, but it was a little boring for him to have no one to give orders after Aizen had fallen into this state.

"You and Ulquiora went to the present world to capture this man, this is the order that Lord Aizen left before he fell asleep. ”

Ichimaru Silver moved his wrist but took out the photo of Inoue Orihime and threw it to the two, and after watching them leave, he turned his head to look at the other ten blades and said, "Let's all go back and do our own thing, when Lord Aizen wakes up, it will be the time when we attack the present world." ”

When the last Ten Blades also left the hall, there was an imperceptible glint in Ichimaru Gin's eyes.

"Now that you know all about Aizen's plan, it's all up to you, Ranju...... I'll get that half of your soul back. ”

...

In the present world, in a special space in the Kisuke Urahara store.

Yoichi and the others led by Kisuke Urahara, and the Kamen Army led by Mako Hirako, two groups of people were gathering here, but at this time, they were all staring at a person in the middle of the crowd with nervous expressions.

It was a man with a horned skull mask and a black and white Death Tyrant outfit.

"Hey, Kisuke-kun, is this guy really okay?" Hirako Mako wiped the cold sweat from her head, and her hand clenched against the Buddha and looked quite nervous.

"Look at what you're asking...... Urahara Kisuke also had a solemn face, and the red girl in his hand was clenched and stared at the man's every move in the field.

Before the words fell, the wrist of the person in the field suddenly became a little illusory, and then turned into an entity again, if it was someone else, it would probably be confusing, but the people present had been fighting with the other party for a long time, and they reacted immediately.

I saw a freckled little Lori with a double ponytail rushing out to the side, and at the same time scolding in her mouth: "This is the first time that the hell X has cut me!

"Hey, I'm in the persimmon, this pot is too unreasonable. Mako Hirako shouted that she was wronged, but she couldn't stop Hikakiri from dodging the attack and running over and kicking him in the face.

After the two of them fought for a while, they looked at the figure in the field that had stopped again and sighed: "Ahhhh ”

"I told you a hundred years ago that the Void Reaper is definitely an evolution of the Reaper. ”

"Heh, as for this, it's not surprising what kind of monster is produced by Guanyin's Kaihongji Change, the power of the void, the god of death, and the exterminator to completely fuse. Kisuke Urahara pressed his hat and stared at Ichigo excitedly.

...

In the void that no one could detect, somewhere that could not be perceived.

A pair of eyes suddenly opened in this world of only endless darkness, and amazingly, there was a pair of pupils in those eyes.

It is the King of the Destroyers who the Grim Reaper sealed away thousands of years ago, Youhabach!

"Your Majesty, your awakening time has been advanced. A man in a military uniform saluted the man with two eyes.

"Well, there's something wrong with my doppelganger. Youharbach said with some displeasure, and then waved his hand.

"Inform the Knights of the Star Cross and prepare for battle!"

...

The Corpse Soul Realm, the Broken Bee House, and the guest rooms.

The sleeping empty mole suddenly felt a sinking on his waist, as if a kitten had jumped on him, gently without a trace of hostility, and subconsciously the empty mole reached out to hug it.

The other party's body is very soft and petite, as if there are no bones.

What comes from your hands is not the touch of the fabric, but the silky and smooth skin.

Feeling this soft and warm touch, people can't help but want to hug it tighter.

Vaguely, the empty mole felt two long strands of hair sweeping across his face, itchy, but people liked this feeling quite much.

Breathing in the faint fragrance emanating from the visitor, the empty mole's dazed brain also woke up a little, and muttered in his mouth: "Broken bee... Are you afraid of loneliness too...... Or do you really want to fulfill what you said during the day......"

"Oh, do you have any interesting things to do with Miss Broken Bee?"

What sounded in the ears of the empty mole was a mischievous tone, which made the empty mole feel both familiar and unfamiliar.

Familiar because this voice has been heard countless times, but strange because this voice cannot exist here.

It took almost a dozen seconds for the empty mole's dazed brain to send out a vigilant signal, completely dispelling his drowsiness.

The next second, he opened his eyes violently, but saw a body as petite and delicate as the broken bee, riding on his waist at this time.

Although he didn't see the familiar dress, the bone-white mask covering his eyes and the black and white ponytails on the left and right were still swearing the identity of the other party.

"Plague Poems?!"