Byakuya's son

When the bell rang for the end of the first get out of class, Tong Ming held the propelling pencil awkwardly. He was not used to pens that were not brushes, but fortunately, due to his amazing control over his wrist, his handwriting was not too ugly. Lose the Kuchiki family's face.But he didn't really care about other things, what he cared about was the person sitting in front of him—Mako Hirako.

After the two of them entered the classroom, neither said hello nor made eye contact at all, as if they didn't know each other at all.

"When are you going to see it?" Throughout the whole class, Pingzi could always feel that stare staring at him that made him feel extremely uncomfortable. He said, as if the tip of a sharp knife gently stimulated his skin, keeping his whole body in a state of tension.

"Don't worry about it, it won't affect anything for me." As soon as Tongming's completely self-centered words came out, Pingzi had the urge to get angry and roar. Just as he was about to speak, he found three people coming, Surrounding Tongming, the leader was Ichigo. He frowned, and after all he didn't say anything. He just stood up, put the books on the desk into the schoolbag, hooked two fingers and put a finger on his shoulder. Putting it aside, he walked out of the classroom slowly - obviously this guy was going to skip class on the first day of school.

The tall, dark-skinned Chadu who was following Ichigo just looked at Tongmei indifferently, and didn't speak. He was not good at words, so it would be better to leave the opportunity for others to speak.

"Kuichi~ You've come to this school too!" I didn't feel that it was inappropriate for a Shinigami to appear in this world as a student at all. The combination of milk..."

Seeing Pingzi leaving just like that, Tongming couldn't help but frowned slightly, and when he heard Inoue talking to himself, he didn't pay attention to it, or he couldn't pay attention to it, because he didn't understand this somewhat off-line What exactly does the girl want to express to him.

"Why did you come here?" Ichigo coughed dryly, interrupting some sensitive information revealed in Inoue's unconscious nonsense. After all, this is a classroom, not a place where information such as Shinigami can be disclosed.

When Tongming heard the words, he looked at Ichigo and stared at him coldly for a long time, as if he was looking at how such a guy was qualified to be noticed by Aizen. He was silent for a few breaths, and Ichigo couldn't help but want to ask The second time, he said, "No comment."

……

night.

"'No comment.' Is that how you answered him?" Urahara Kisuke subconsciously raised his fan to cover the corners of his lips that couldn't help but curl up, "What a cold answer, Mr. Kurosaki may not agree Willing to..."

"It was you who said not to tell him." Tongming snorted coldly, and he walked to a coffee table and sat down on the tatami mat. His face was full of impatience, "Compared to that human thing, you I have been researching for a week, do you have a solution for my soul now?"

"It's better to be patient..."

"You said the same thing yesterday." Tong Ming interrupted the perfunctory of the unscrupulous businessman in front of him, and a trace of doubt and displeasure began to appear in his eyes. The unscrupulous businessman had been busy collecting his soul's treasures during the first three days of his arrival. After submitting the information, there was no substantive action after that, which had to make Tong Ming suspicious—could this guy be good at cheating and abducting, but he is actually ignorant?This matter cannot be delayed. Although it has been stabilized after the assistance of Nie Yuli, it is only stable after all, and hidden dangers are still there. Moreover, since arriving here, Tongming has already felt that this stability is about to collapse. "If you There is no other way, I’d better go back and find the Central Technology Development Bureau.”

"Are you in a hurry? Well, it's about the same time, can't you hold it?" Hearing the anxiety hidden in Tongming's tone, Kisuke Urahara abruptly stopped him, and even Tongming's heart trembled. , "Don't worry, we can't start without waiting for the seal that Nirvana put on you to fade."

"What do you mean?"

"Assist you to complete the transformation." Kisuke Urahara looked at Tongming, and with one sentence, he lightly shattered the last hope in Tongming's heart, "Don't be stupid, you can't recover, there is only one way in front of you, and that is to complete Disfigure, or die."

After finishing his sentence and not continuing to look at Tongming's reaction, Urahara Kisuke suddenly let out a surprise, he looked up out of the window, "Xu? Uh, no, this Reiatsu is interesting, your movements are really fast... Blue dye."

Tongming also felt the spiritual pressure from far away. Compared with the world of corpses and souls, the spiritual pressure in this world is too thin, and the sudden appearance of this intensity, and such a unique spiritual pressure is like being suddenly tapped in a dark room without light. As obvious as a light was on.The spiritual pressure of this Xu is indeed not weak. From the environment of this world, there are very few spiritual pressures of this level, because the spirit of this world is too thin, and almost all Xu above the big Xu will not like this place , If you stay for a long time, not only will it stop growing, but it will also be in danger of degenerating.

But the problem is not here. What Tongming really cares about is that the spiritual pressure of this void is too messy and chaotic, so chaotic that he almost thinks that he is hallucinating. He feels that this void... Part of the spiritual power of the god of death was lost.

"Let's go, go and see how complete that thing is, it will help you." Kisuke Urahara stood up, and picked up his cane from one side, with a relaxed tone as if he was visiting a friend, "In a sense According to the above, the guy who appeared this time is closer to your existence!"

……

The size is no less than that of Daxu, with a huge body like a building. The bone mask is divided into upper and lower parts from the mouth, revealing a face of a fierce middle-aged man. The orange-haired boy in casual clothes said, "Stop! Become a god of death! Kurosaki Ichigo, this old man is going to kill you!"

"They say I'm not that guy Ichigo anymore!!" The orange-haired boy was crying. Although his appearance was the same, his voice was very different, especially the current situation made his voice even more three-dimensional. Very sad and desolate, frightened and sprang out from the fingers of the huge palm - he is the soul temporarily occupying Ichigo's body at this moment.

But the problem is that the big guy behind him obviously doesn't think so.

The moment Hun jumped from the roof to the top of the telephone pole, before he could stand still, the monster behind him snapped the pole with a palm. Unable to grasp the center of gravity, Hun just tried to escape with his feet, but suddenly felt that his foot was stepping on the pole. null……

"Oh! My nose!" Unfortunately, even if he landed, this soul, who seemed to be born as a clown character, also landed face first, and because of this fall, he couldn't dodge the blow.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to become a god of death, you can use this human posture and turn your bones into ashes!" Roaring the final announcement, this ghost protruded in the same shape as a human being, but it was as huge as it seemed. The palm of a car was slapped hard!

Then, his palms stopped, and the hideous smile on his face froze.

"Is this the Pomian you mentioned?" A cold voice came from under the huge palm, "In terms of this strength, it is indeed a little different, but... it is still like an ant."

"Aha, don't say that, this guy is just an unfinished product, but it has been improved a lot, it's already pretty good..." Urahara leaned on a cane with one hand, and pulled the brim of his hat with the other to prevent the night wind from blowing the hat away. Kisuke carefully looked at the guy he called Pomian, "Besides, this big guy probably has more than that little strength, right?"

"I know, otherwise I wouldn't keep one palm on the top of my head for so long." Tong Ming put one palm against the huge palm that almost covered his entire body, and said coldly: "How long do you want to press? Do I want to give it to you?" Cut off your palm?"

Immediately, with the bright left thumb, he gently pushed the knife at his waist out an inch, and the moment the blade exposed an inch, the stern murderous aura permeated. Go back, "You are dead! I will show you the true strength of this old man!"

A more berserk force erupted from this huge face-shattered body, and the gust of wind caused the bright hair and the black death bully to dance messily, and a look of surprise finally appeared on his face——he saw This broken face pulled out a huge blade from the back.

It's like - Zanpakuto.