Chapter 159 Poisoning
The broadsword like Mount Tai crushing the top suddenly fell into the air, and Bai Zai's figure had moved to a place beyond the reach of Irfurt's hidden weapon.

"Cut, missed!" Grimmjow said angrily.

Unhurriedly tidying up the somewhat messy robes, Kuchiki Byakuya said coldly: "I should praise you for seizing that opportunity to sneak up on me. Is that all there is?" A freezing chill.

"You have never seen the real appearance of Qianben Sakura."

Lifting the sword to his chest, there was a trace of tenderness in Bai Zai's cold eyes.

"Let's scatter, Senbon Sakura!"

At that moment, it actually gave everyone a warm illusion.The sky and the earth are full of cherry blossom petals dancing.

Light white and soft pink blend densely, dancing in the forest to create a sky full of extravagant scenery.

The moment all the petals fell to the ground, all illusions dissipated, and the forest returned to the previous severe cold.

Grimmjow and Ilfut already had scars all over their bodies.

Grimmjow stopped laughing, and rushed over to support the blood-stained Ilfut, staring at Byakuya Kuchiki with hatred in his eyes.

Bai Zai put away the sword and wiped off the blood on it, his expression was as usual, calm without any disturbance.

Thousand cherry blossoms, only in my hands, is the real thousand cherry blossoms

Ilfut was half leaning against Grimmjow's arms covered in blood, and the corners of his mouth were forced upwards. The dark red blood clung to his lips, making his face even paler.

Looking at him, Grimmjow's expression became even uglier. He supported Ilvert's body with one hand and pressed the knife at his waist with the other.

A sarcastic voice came from the forest: "Grimmjow, stop, you can't beat him."

Kuchiki Byakuya was startled, turned around and saw a person standing in the plum grove, his face was hidden in the branches and petals of the plum blossoms, making it hard to see clearly.

Dressed in white, she looked even more charming and coquettish against the bright red plum color.

The man walked slowly from the Merlin, every step made people feel strong coercion.Grimmjow stopped talking, just hugged Ilvert, and looked at him steadily.

A snow-white tights with black borders tightly wrapped the visitor's thin and well-proportioned body, and a short cape with a stand-up collar was casually worn on his body.

Fasten at the chest.The hem of the cloak was trimmed with black belts, and it fluttered in the air with his movements, and the pieces were as natural as flowing water.

"Ulquiorra." Grimmjow opened his mouth and made a hoarse voice.

Ulquiola raised his eyes, and his gaze swept across the bewildered Grimmjow and Ilfut in turn, and finally stopped on the expressionless Bai Zai.

"Senben Sakura looks really pretty, it's worth my trip."

The green pupils were fixed on Kuchiki Byakuya's face without blinking, without any intention of moving away.

"It's just that it's a pity."

Before the word "Yah" was over, Ulquiola had already made a move, and it was so fast that no one could clearly see how everything happened.

In the next second, Bai Zai had already pressed the wound on his right arm and frowned tightly.

Drop by drop of blood fell on the snow, and the bright red blurred on the white snow, slowly fading into a circle of pink traces.

The extremely cold voice sounded: "Baizai Kuchiki, the people in Xuye Palace are not so weak!"

Kuchiki Byakuya's wound was no longer bleeding, but a layer of purple blood had formed outside the wound.

The injured flesh also rolled up, turning into a strange purple, which looked truly terrifying.

"Xu Yegong's attack is indeed vicious enough, even the poison used is much more vicious than others." Bai Zai's face was much paler than before, and the corners of his mouth were also tense, trying not to show pain.

"Have you run out of strength? Even you are just like this?"

Ulquiola's words showed undisguised sarcasm, and he turned his gaze away in boredom.

"So, now that you can't move your right arm, how can you use Senbon Sakura again?"

After finishing speaking, he walked step by step towards the rotten wood Byakuya whose face was as white as paper, and slowly drew out the black long sword tied around his waist

The tip of the sword was about to touch Kuchiki Byakuya's delicate face, but was suddenly hit by a powerful silver coin and missed the direction.

A lazy and protracted voice sounded: "Three people from Xuye Palace beat one. Isn't this clearly bullying?"

Kuchiki Byakuya already felt sore all over his body, as if tiny bugs were crawling everywhere, penetrating into his joints and biting densely.

The pervasive pain, numbness and powerlessness had already made him unsteady, and he could only barely stand on the thousand cherry blossoms that were deeply inserted into the ground.

But he raised his head, with a murderous chill in his eyes for the first time, and looked in the direction of the voice.

A middle-aged uncle with an unshaven beard and disheveled clothes held a bamboo hat with one hand and grabbed a man with the other, standing where Kuchiki Byakuya entered the forest.

Looking at all the people in the forest, there was ridicule and ridicule on his face.

Grimmjow cursed angrily, and raised his knife to stand up.Ulquio stopped him with a stretched hand.

"Jingle Chunshui, Floating Bamboo Fourteenth Lang." After a pause, he said again: "Are you here to save him?"

Kuchiki Byakuya didn't show his appreciation, and looked at Jingraku Shunsui who was standing aside watching the fun with a suppressed and angry face.

A plum blossom fell, and the light and shadow stretched Ulquiola's figure and then retracted it to the original length, and then stretched again.

Around his waist was an ink-colored silk belt, which was thin and soft, extending to the sides of his legs.The silk is blown by the cold wind, like a long willow.

"Since you are here to save him, then Grimmjow, Ilfort, let's go." Ulquiola took two steps toward Merlin's exit, then turned back and sneered: "It's really not good for a person of this level." Worth my kill."

Grimmjow helped up Ilfurt, who seemed to be not moving very quickly, snorted coldly, and followed Ulquiola's direction out of the woods.

When passing by Kyoraku and Ukitake, some silver light shone from Ilfurt's sleeves.

When he looked again, Jing Le had already grasped all the hidden weapons in his hands.

Looking at Irfurt's back with a joke, he shouted: "You're all injured like that, do you still have the strength to throw a concealed weapon?"

Ilfut paused, then walked forward leaning on Grimmjow's arm again without saying a word.

Ukitake had already rushed up to support Kuchiki Byakuya, whose forehead was dripping with sweat, pressed his veins with his fingertips, and gradually frowned.

"Bai Zai, your body is weak and weak like this? The pulse condition is very unstable, isn't it just poisoned? It seems to have been poisoned for a while!"

Jing Le also leaned over, with a rare expression of serious worry on his face.

Fuzhu withdrew his hand, and said: "Have you been poisoned before? You insisted on using Qianbenzakura, isn't this forcing your body to collapse earlier?"

Seeing Bai Zai's painful and suppressed expression, Fuzhu couldn't bear to shut his mouth, and suppressed the "nonsense" that he was about to blurt out.

Jingle thoughtfully looked at the direction where Xuyegong and the three left, and said to Ukitake: "This is not too far from Zhibo's house, it looks like Baizai is seriously injured, let's send it to Haiyan first. Let’s see if the poison can be cured there and then think of a way.”

Well, now it seems that can only be the case.

(End of this chapter)

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