In the park, Xianyu was alone in the face of Yeyi and Liuliyue's attack, and she reached out to block the incoming side kicks, but she was staggered half a step and Liyue held her head down from behind, pinning her to the ground. Yeyi freed his hand and pressed it on her body as well. "Yue, you must hold her down!"

Before the words fell, the spiritual pressure on Immortal Yu's body suddenly skyrocketed, and the ink-colored spiritual pressure spread out in all directions, almost fascinating everyone's eyes. A flash of lightning flashed, and Liyue was shocked to see a tiny black fluff fall from Yeyi's shoulder.

"Sister Night!" Liuliyue's hand increased her strength, almost pressing the fairy feather into the earth, "Don't move, don't use your spiritual power, just keep this position."

"What?" Sifengyuan looked at Liuliyue in confusion, but another black fluff slowly floated down in her sight. Yaichi looked up in surprise, and in the dim light, he saw a large amount of fluff sprinkled in the sky fluttering lightly with the wind, falling on their bodies and the ground around them.

"These feathers are made of spiritual sons, and they will explode when they encounter spiritual power." The rain poured down on them, but they didn't dare move even a finger. They also refused to let go, because there was still a force under them that was resisting the two sisters.

"We don't have to get to this point, Miss Senyu. Why don't we each take a step back, you take back your spiritual power, we let you go, and there is something to sit down and talk about." The night was solemn, and even if the cold rain hit her, she didn't dare to make the slightest move.

Xian Yu didn't respond, but the strength under his body to break free was indeed getting bigger and bigger.

The night side was embarrassed, and reached out to touch Xianyu's neck. Whether it is death or emptiness, there is a soul knot near the neck, which is an important part of the brain and body to transmit spiritual power.

"Meow-" A cat meow rang out at Yaichi's feet. Yeyi turned her head in shock, and Liyue's eyes widened at the same time. The two of them didn't find out when this little thing had come here, perhaps because it was just the color of its coat that could hide in the darkness of the night and its black feathers.

The pitch-black color barely distinguishes its silhouette from the outside world, but its two white tails and azure eyes are enough to tell it who it is. The black cat licked its lips and cocked its tail and picked up a feather in its mouth.

"Get out of the way, Sister Night!" Seeing the human grin on the black cat's lips, Liyue was shocked, and she jerked Yeyi away and pressed against Xian Yu's body alone.

Almost at the same time, a faint blue light flashed from the black cat's mouth, followed by a rapidly expanding black spiritual pressure. Liyue gritted her teeth and pressed the fairy feather, but her hand was empty, and a person put her arm around her waist and pulled her out.

Urahara's shield-shaped Red Hime put Liyue down with a solemn expression, "I underestimated her."

The black spiritual pressure was like a volcanic eruption, forcing everyone present to take a few steps back. Yaichi rushed to Liyue's side and looked at her eagerly, "You're not hurt, Yue."

Liyue shook her head, her face complicated as she looked at the black spiritual pressure that had gradually dissipated in the rainstorm.

"You know her?" Kurosaki Ichigo had long seen that this void and Urahara knew each other. Seeing that he had time to breathe now, he hurriedly asked.

"You remember the acting god of death called Tezuka," Kurosaki Ichigo said "um" and said that he still remembered, after all, Tezuka did such a ridiculous thing in the first place, and it was a god of death agent as Aizen, which was really impressive.

"That's his buddy. It's like you and Miss Kuchigi." The eyes of the store manager of Urahara are very bright in the dark night.

"Then she and Aizen ......" Ichigo Kurosaki seemed to react to something, Aizen, Aizen's agent of death, and Broken Face. So, is Tezuka really a person from Aizen?" Ichigo Kurosaki spoke his mind. Although Tezuka has made a stand, he and Aizen are hostile, but it is not very convincing.

"What are you guessing about," Liyue looked at Xian Yu who slowly stood up in the black spiritual pressure, "She has nothing to do with Aizen standing here, it's all because of you."

Kurosaki Ichigo was stunned as he watched as Senyu raised his black wings

, with a look of disbelief, "Because of me?"

Everyone was silent. Xian Yu bowed down and picked up the dying black cat. Half of its face was scarred by the explosion, and most of its mask was shattered, especially its entire jaw was bloody and fleshy. "I'm sorry, Sombra, it was originally my personal business, and in the end, I have to rely on you to help me bear it."

The black cat's tongue is exposed outside the mouth, and it looks particularly terrifying. It let out a few very difficult breaths, and its little fluffy head still rubbed against Fairy Feather's hand.

"Give me some time, I won't let you die." Senyu gently dragged the black cat aside, picked up the rain-soaked kimono and put it on the black cat's body.

"Calm down, Xianyu." Liyue was still trying to convince her, "We understand your feelings, if you have anything to say, you don't have to take someone's life."

"Hahaha," Fairy Feather raised her knife, her body was already in tatters, and the wings behind one of her arms could no longer be lifted. The rain washed over her wounds, dripping blood or splashing a different color, "You don't understand anything."

"Pray, Holy Angel," Xianyu pulled out the long knife that had been hanging from her waist, laughing as a burst of scorching white light covered her figure.

When it's all over, if you're still alive, will we ever go back to our old lives?

"The broken face after returning to the blade is liberated again?" Kurosaki Ichigo's mouth opened wide in shock, he had only seen a similar situation on a broken body.

However, this one is different, he has long noticed the two knives that Xian Yu carried, but it is a bit shocking that the two knives can be liberated by themselves. There can only be one spirit in a void, and there can only be one liberation. Unless she had two spirits in her body, that was impossible, just like a person had two souls in her body.

"Who the hell are you?" Kurosaki Ichigo felt that Xian Yu was unusual, and his strength was almost equal to that of a captain-level character, and it stands to reason that Aizen could not hide such a character and release it until now.

The white light dissipated, and the fairy feather had changed greatly. His long beige hair hung down to his waist, his chest, hands, and lower body were completely covered by bone armor, and the broken face had been removed, and the black lines under one eye covered his face like tear stains. The most conspicuous thing is the wings behind him, which are the same size and shape, but they are white and black.