"What, this is the Void Circle?" A burly figure wearing the Chosen One's signature white trench coat and hooded figure looked around, then grabbed a handful of gravel from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth, "Bah, it's good." His voice is very strange, male and female, sometimes the vicissitudes of the old man's voice, the other child's immature tone, and sometimes a variety of voices overlap together.

"Remember our mission," another white figure spoke, "as long as we suppress the Void Circle, and let the Broken Face and Void here not interfere with the present world and the Corpse Soul Realm, there is no need to ......

"Long-winded!" The last petite figure interrupted the other party with a scolding voice, "When will the concubine be able to listen to your orders?"

"This is the order of the Morning Lord, are you going to disobey?" The figure under the white coat had a very abrupt bulge on his chest, as if he had something stuck in his chest.

"Hmph," the petite figure sneered contemptuously, "It's not you who disobey orders first, and even if the broken hand can be healed, life is better than death at that time."

"What did you say?" Such a provocation sounds very harsh.

"It's rare to come back, the concubine doesn't want to spend time here with you," the petite figure took a step forward, and then disappeared in place, leaving not even a shadow behind.

The figure that was left behind was stunned for a long time before reaching out and pulling up the burly figure holding the bottom of the stone on the side, and walked in the direction of the Void Night Palace without saying a word.

"Bah," the white trench coat can be exposed, and the feet under the burly body are scarred, as if they are spliced together, the skin color on the feet is white, black and red, which makes people wonder what the burly body under the trench coat looks like. "It's so bad here, I'm going back!"

The figure dragging him did not stop because of the other party's shouting.

"Who are you?" A woman with a bony horn on her head and a white evening dress appeared in front of the two of them, looking at the two in white trench coats with a little disgust on her face, "Do you know what this place is?"

"Of course I do," one of the more normal figures took off their hoods and revealed their faces, which were none other than Aizen's original hundred blades, Familian's subordinate officer, Soi Inmotaylor.

"Is that you?" The other party obviously knew Soy but looked surprised, "Why are you still alive?"

Soy didn't have any expression on his face, "Long time no see, Apache, is Khribel okay?"

"Lord Heribel is alright...... No, no, what are you dressed for?" She pointed to Zoy's trench coat, and then to the figure next to Soy who seemed to be sprinkling, "What is that?"

"I see, you don't even know the Chosen One," Soy sighed softly, "It seems that Lord Aizen was right not to let Broken Face come into contact with the Chosen One, he had expected such a day."

"Delicious!" The figure being carried by Soy suddenly roared, broke free from Soy's restraints, and threw himself on Apache with his hands and feet on the ground.

"Hmm," the petite figure had already arrived in the Void Night Palace, strolling down the corridor like an acquaintance, she reached out and touched the beams and pillars on one side and sighed, "There has changed a lot here, is it because of the change of rulers......

"Hey," a voice called to her, "I thought something terrible had disturbed my dreams, so I didn't see a bug mixed in," a blue-haired, white-clad man with a grinning chest and bony teeth hanging from the broken face on one side of his face, sat on a sorghum in front of him, with a proud look on his face as the white-clothed figure stared down below. "What are you doing in the Void Night Palace?"

The figure in white stopped and stood still, not answering.

"What's wrong?" The blue-haired face jumped to the ground, "Are you a mute?"

The white-clothed figure chuckled and reached out to take off the hood he was wearing, revealing a very lovely face. Looking at her appearance, she is also the appearance of a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old in junior high school, with cherry lips and blue eyes, a slightly straight nose, a tiger tooth spreading out and pressing on her lower lip, long black hair coiled behind her head, and a pure white bone hairpin inserted in it. There are two purple dots on the originally smooth face, and there is still a hint of playfulness and cuteness when it looks like it. Of course

The bone break that spilled out from the side of her eye was even more eye-catching.

"What, you're also a broken face?" The blue-haired face snorted softly, "Why haven't I seen you, and besides, what kind of dress are you?"

The woman raised her head, and there were several small holes in the fragment of the mask on the side of her eyes, among which she was wearing a lilac silk thread hanging on the side of her cheek, which looked quite charming. "If the concubine didn't look away, you would be Grimm Qiaoqing, right?"

"You know me?" Seeing that the other party could communicate, Grimm Jo also put away his previous playful appearance, "If you are a broken face, I should have seen you in the Void Night Palace."

"Of course you don't know the concubine body," the woman smiled softly as she covered her mouth, "The concubine has been following her since she became a concubine."

"Morning-sama?" Grimm Joe clasped his hands in his pockets and didn't care, "I haven't heard of it."

"That's right," the woman looked up and thought about it, "That concubine Speaking of Lord Yedu, Grim Qiaoqing should have the impression that it was the concubine he took away."

"Night ......" Grimmjo still remembered that during his removal of the Ten Blades, there was indeed a Grim Reaper named Yedu who came to the Void Night Palace, and that person had a very close relationship with Aizen.

The woman waved her hand, "That's it, let's not talk about that for now. In fact, when it comes to Grimm Qiaoqing and the concubine, there are still some origins."

Grimmacho felt a fluctuation of spiritual pressure, the source of which was the petite broken face in front of him, "Huh? Speaking of which, I still don't remember you, who isn't even a ten-bladed guy, so who is qualified to tell me this."

"Don't worry, listen to the concubine first," the woman's broken face gradually turned cold, "Some time ago, the little Ruby of the concubine was deeply taken care of by Grim Qiaoqing." As she lifted her footsteps and walked towards Grimmajo, the sound of footsteps echoing in the empty corridor.

"Ruby?" Grim Joe was stunned for a moment, and then reacted quickly, "Hahaha, who should I be, isn't it ridiculous that guy wants to replace me, but he doesn't have the ability to replace me?"

"It's a bit ridiculous," the woman didn't stop, and there were a few crystal clear beads hanging from the silk thread on the side of her cheek, which kept shaking with her movements, "Even though you are so dull, you dare to call it ten blades?" She raised her trench coat, and under the trench coat was a very cute purple Luo Li skirt. On one side of the very slender thigh hung an extremely small knife, which seemed to be the length of her forearm, but it was also worthy of her figure.

"You ......" Grimmjo tried to lift his foot, but found that his foot could not move as if it had been immobilized, "what did you do?" He tried his best, but he still couldn't move half a minute.

"The moment you jumped from the room of Grim Qiaoqing, you were trapped in the cobwebs of the concubine's body." The woman stood two steps away in front of Grimmajo, "The concubine's name is Percinel, and she is now a Chosen One." She walked slowly, "Come and show the concubine what you are capable of, little flower cat."

On the throne of the main hall of the Void Night Palace, a pair of eyes as clear as sapphires suddenly opened, "What's going on outside?"

"There's a couple of uninvited guests," said a wildly dressed woman with a broken face, "Apache has gone to check."

"No, someone has come to the Void Night Palace," the figure on the throne stood up, a very well-proportioned female figure, with yellow broken hair on her shoulders, and the leaking bone armor barely covering the bronze skin, and the upper half of the face was very tempting, except starting from the nose, the whole face was covered by bone teeth.

"Who is not afraid of death and dares to come to the Void Night Palace......" On the other side, there was a relatively quiet-looking woman with a broken face, wearing long water sleeves and cuffs covering her mouth. Because of the relationship between the blue dye being sealed, the current imaginary circle can be described as calm. But as soon as she finished speaking, an extremely violent spiritual pressure swept over.

"It's Grimmjo!" The woman, dressed like an Amazon warrior, looked stunned, "He's in the Void Night Palace!"