(Comprehensive Master Pirate Tutor) Hold on to my phone bug

Feitan looked at her gloomily, his golden eyes even more ferocious because of his words "Don't pervert attack minors" just now. In the weak light reflected by the miner's hat, it was like gold-plated flames burning in the darkness.

Qiye stuffed Xiaowo back into her clothes. She didn't want to listen to her family's jokes about "underage" anymore. She raised her eyes and looked at him and couldn't help but raise her lips and smile: "Why, your bad taste is also very perverted."

Feitan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if wondering what his evil intentions were. After a few seconds, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "You mean torture?"

Qiye's light golden eyes flashed, he stretched out his index finger and tapped his cheek twice, and asked in slight surprise: "Those cruel words refer to torture?"

"Otherwise." Feitan asked with a sneer.

Qiye blinked innocently, but his words did not match his expression at all: "Are you trying to get something out of me through torture, or are you just enjoying the torture."

His golden eyes looked at her from beginning to end with malice, and his raised voice did not hide his excitement and anger: "Both."

Qiye laughed, and immediately stabbed him with a knife.

Kurosaki Ichigo forcefully broke the strange dark creature in his hand and watched the two of them fighting with a blank expression. The flash of swords and swords were so fast that he couldn't keep up with his eyes. He closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, they were fighting while fighting. He moved in the direction where the dark creatures were rushing in crazily.

He followed at a trot.

The space supported by the high pillars gradually became narrower, and when he reached the enclosed and dark corridor, he saw Qiye pause after stepping on it, and then sharp arrows were shot from both sides of the corridor.

The figures of girls and boys seemed to flash in it, the arrows and blades colliding with each other, and when they looked again they had been swallowed up by the darkness.

Kurosaki Ichigo's expression was relaxed, and he looked at the corridor carefully. There must be too many mechanisms and strange creatures in there, and he couldn't bear just this one.

Everyone disappeared, leaving him standing alone in the darkness. The faint light emitted by the miner's hat seemed to become weird. He swallowed and felt a cold feeling well up in his heart. He immediately made the decision to go back to the car in front of the ruins and wait. They come out.

In terms of strength, what you should worry about is temporarily losing your Zanpakutō and making you smaller.

He grabbed the dark creature and ran out. The bright sun outside was dazzling. He narrowed his eyes reflexively but breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The outside world was better, and digging graves was not suitable for a "good student" like him. .

But before he could get enough sun, he was picked up by the collar. He shuddered all over, and the dark creature in his hand let go, hitting the miner's hat and sending it flying away.

Kurosaki Ichigo fell to the ground after hearing a curse. He touched his butt and opened his eyes with a twisted expression. He saw a man in a Japanese bathrobe covering his head and shaking it.

Kurosaki Ichigo looked at the group of people surrounding him, swallowed, and waved his hand cautiously: "How are you?"

"Little brother." The gorgeous woman with blond hair and hooked nose knelt down and put her slender bony fingertips on his cheek.

The moment she touched him, Kurosaki Ichigo felt a strong sense of restlessness, as if "Zangetsu" had come to this world and disappeared, and as if he was hiding deep in his heart telling the story of "The King and the King" Mount" Xubai.

He once again felt that Xu Bai was uncontrollable, just like the anger of Xu Bai when Qiye and Damon came to his inner world, bursting out one after another.

The orange-haired boy raised his head, and the white of his left eye was gradually infected with black. The original gentle color of his pupils slowly turned into a sharp and cold deep gold, and the center of the gold was as black as ink.

Pikenotan fell to the ground uncontrollably, her right hand was trembling, and her palm seemed to be burned with blood and flesh. She looked shocked, and the pain followed.

"Parker!" The beautiful girl with purple hair and amber eyes took a few steps forward to check her hand.

Nobunaga finally pulled the dark creature down and stepped on it angrily. Before he could teach the little kid a lesson, he saw Pike's injury.

He frowned. The boy's state was very wrong. His expression was inexplicably crazy and somewhat uncontrollable. Most of his left eye was black, which was very strange. A white substance condensed out of thin air on the left side of his forehead.

It was like the beast imprisoned in his heart was about to break out of its cage.

Kurosaki Ichigo breathed deeply. He slowly but firmly stretched out his hand to pull off the mask on his forehead, and used his spiritual pressure to forcefully smash it into pieces. The blackness in his eyes faded away.

He sat on the ground and gasped for air, with cold sweat covering his forehead.

"Is it because the ability to read is uncontrollable?" guessed the black-haired young man who drove up to the car and watched it from beginning to end.

The injury on his palm seemed to be just a warning. Pike moved his hands slightly and stood up, glancing at the boy hesitantly: "Someone is protecting him, telling me to get out."

"How interesting." Chrollo stared at the boy with his dark eyes.

Ichigo Kurosaki felt a little uncomfortable being stared at like this. He licked his lips and asked nervously, "Who are you?" He was only one person, and even if he could become a Hollow without Zangetsu, he couldn't defeat a group of them!

Just as his heart was rising, a huge and ferocious spiritual pressure surged from the ruins. He held back his breath and turned his head, and saw a young man with a huge double moon sword walking from the inside with steps that he didn't recognize. , Kurosaki Ichigo was inexplicably moved.

His eyes were bright: "Where did you get your sword?" Can his Zangetsu come back too?

Nnoitra glanced at him with disgust. In fact, he didn't want to rescue him at all, but he also didn't want to deal with the inexplicable ruins. As a shocking existence, he was also qualified.

"Borrowed." He replied with a cold snort.

Kurosaki Ichigo's face drooped, wasn't it just an illusion?

"You are that brat's companions, right." Neutra glanced at the other five people present except Kurosaki Ichigo and smiled sarcastically. He pointed at them with a blade larger than his own with one hand.

"Kid." Chrollo couldn't help but reach out and cover half of his face to hide his emotions, "You mean Feitan."

Nnoitra sneered, his purple eyes filled with ridicule: "Otherwise."

"It would be interesting if Feitan was here." Nobunaga gloated.

The young man dug his ears disdainfully, "If he can handle it, I won't even want the Seven Night Sword."

Kurosaki Ichigo hissed, a vicious oath.

Chrollo was obviously a little surprised when he heard this. He once again looked at the young man from beginning to end, and tapped his cheek twice with his fingers: "Wo Jin."

The strong man responded: "Yes, Captain." At the same time, he clenched his fist and hit the boy hard from the left side. The strengthening thoughts were so solid that they wrapped around his fist, carrying an unstoppable energy. ?

Nnoitra raised his left arm with eyes wide open. The bones were slender and pale, and looked extremely fragile in front of Wo Jin's fist, but he blocked it easily.

The destructive power of the thought was transmitted to the feet, and the ground was cracked from where the young man stood, but he himself looked comfortable and disdainful, with his dark purple eyes full of sarcastic smiles.

The hollow Zanpakutō was originally sealed with a "spiritual core" and was brought to this world by Qiye. The Zanpakutō did not disappear but returned to the body and could not be taken out. The spirit body was even polished and shrunk.Although he maintains a completely human appearance on the outside, his spiritual body is indeed in a state where the sword has been released and the spiritual core has returned.

He complained that Qiye had lost his knife, but he and Ulquiorra actually knew that the knife was in the spirit body, but it was just covered with a thin veil that could not be uncovered.

Wojin's expression became solemn. Such a slender and frail body had a completely inconsistent strength.

"Are you also an enhancement type?" He did not retract his fist, but increased the mental pressure on it.

Nnoitra did not respond to this question. Different worlds have different power systems. The virtual manifestation is the steel skin, while Qiye is the armed color. Here, it is the so-called strengthening system.

Wo Jin suddenly withdrew his fist and backed away, then turned to look at Chrollo behind him: "His body is very hard." Even harder than his.

Nobunaga scratched his chest and raised his eyebrows in doubt: "You can't do it either." The moment he said those words, he lowered his body and attacked the young man. The blade was drawn out only when it was very close to him.

Nnoitra smiled sarcastically. He had no intention of avoiding it. He stretched out his hand and directly grasped the knife swung by Nobunaga. The hardness of the blade rubbed sparks with his steel skin.

As soon as the tiny sparks came out, Chrollo was also a little surprised. The skin was too hard, and Nobunaga also used it.

"My steel skin is the hardest." Nnoitra held the blade and threw the person away.

Chrollo's dark eyes flashed, and he walked up slowly, his tone was calm and dark: "Hello, I am Chrollo Rusilu, the leader of the Phantom Troupe."

Nnoitra stuck out her tongue, with a dark 5 printed on it: "I am the blade, Nnoitra Gilga."

Chrollo was a little regretful that the knight was not here. This was the first time he heard the title "Ten Blades".

"Five, is the ranking of strength?" Madge suddenly asked.

Nobunaga, who crawled out from the rubble after hearing this, looked over in shock. If five was the ranking of strength, what kind of monsters would the top four be?

"That's right." Neutra agreed.

Madge looked silently at the orange-haired boy sitting on the ground.

Kurosaki Ichigo shook his head quickly: "I'm not, Urquiora is inside." He pointed to the ruins.

"His number is." Madge raised her eyes.

"Four." Kurosaki Ichigo whispered in the solemn atmosphere. After finishing speaking, he glanced back and his voice became hesitant, "Four is the dividing line."

Nnoitra looked over piercingly.

Kurosaki Ichigo forced an innocent smile: "Nanaye said that!"

Nnoitra snorted disdainfully: "Come here."

Kurosaki Ichigo hesitantly got up and trotted to the boy's side. No one stopped him on the way. He stood still and stroked his right eye: "I seem to feel the knife."

Nnoitra didn't want to answer him.

Chrollo realized that the boy's xenophobia, under the extremely strong power, was a contempt for others, and he even disdained to fight against them.

Where did they come from? The knight seems to have never found out the relevant information.

Ichigo Kurosaki stood at the door and glared at them, while Nnoitra placed the twin moons beside him, sat cross-legged and dragged his chin at the door of the ruins.

"Aren't you going in?" he asked softly.

Nnoitra looked at him with disdain: "If you want to dig a grave with Nanaya, go and dig it yourself." He was just entrusted by Urquiola to sense Kurosaki Ichigo's spiritual pressure riot and come out to take a look.

Ichigo shook his head in embarrassment. He glanced at Feitan's companion across from him and lowered his voice: "I seemed to have gotten into a fight with that guy seven nights before I came out."

"Oh, are you flirting?" Neutra said casually with her face raised.

Ichigo choked slightly: "Why are you like this?"

Nnoitra didn't want to admit that he was led astray by his logic, because it was absolutely impossible for him to bite his neck!

But thinking about the conversation they had before the fight, Ichigo couldn't help but feel that Neutra's words made sense: "I hope she will find the treasure soon."

"We're looking for her inside." Nnoitra said casually. They headed all the way towards the center of the ruins, just to find the damn treasure. Take Qiye and leave the dirty place quickly. Looking inside The dust is quite disgusting.

Otherwise, he would have gone out to see Kurosaki Ichigo by himself.

Chrollo's eyes were fixed on him: "Can you let me pass?"

Neutra raised his eyebrows: "It's up to you." He stood up holding the knife, "The car is ours." He pointed to the back.

"You are so confident in your companions." Chrollo's eyes darkened slightly, wondering how strong the so-called fourth blade must be, and whether the telekinesis ability could be taken over.

"Ha-" Neutra sneered, "You can try it yourself."

In a sense, Urquiola's nothingness was broken by Qiye. Ever since he was brought back to Whitebeard by Aizen, he cared about the brightness. He had made an agreement with Qiuye before to protect his family and face him inside. Even then Even the small body cannot hinder the huge energy in the spirit body.

The blade and shape are indeed restricted and cannot be found, but virtual flash is not allowed.