Byakuya's son

Exiting the hall respectfully, Ulquiola slowly closed the door, isolating the figure who made him look up, his expressionless face suddenly moved slightly, and his green eyes looked towards the shadow on one side, "Are you eavesdropping?" .”

There was no doubt, no temptation, but he directly said the crime in his heart, with a sense of arrogance that did not need to be publicized, which made the people who heard it add fire to their already unhappy hearts, "It's Aizen My lord doesn't have the thought of hiding your head and showing your tail like you, and, are you questioning me, Ulquiorra."

Glancing at the other party indifferently, Ulquiola didn't answer, his footsteps sounded in the long corridor, when he was about to cross the corner, he was blocked by that person, but Ulquiola didn't even look at the other party's face. Not even interested, "Get out of the way, Grimmjow."

"Master Aizen said, what do you want to do with that guy in this world?" Grimmjow didn't look at Ulquiorra either, but there was an undisguised sense of wildness in his eyes that even Ulquiorra Even without looking at him, Urkiola could clearly feel the inexplicable burning flame in this guy's heart.

"It has nothing to do with you." Ulquiola's voice cooled down, "Get out of the way, Grimmjow."

"Don't let me go." With a grin full of anger, Grimmjow turned his head and looked at Ulquiorra provocatively, his blue pupils exuded a kind of blade-like sharpness, "I won't let you go." , what do you want to do, Ulquiorra."

Ulquiola didn't speak. Following his silence, the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive. The surrounding air seemed to stop flowing at this moment. Ulquiola finally looked at the person he didn't want to talk to. , "It doesn't make sense for you to do this."

"Whether it is meaningful or not is not up to you to define." Grimmjow sneered, and put his face close to Ulquiola's ear, his killing intent was not concealed at all, "Including the ranking, what do I think of us? It’s time to change it.”

"That's right, it's defined by Lord Aizen." Sensing the killing intent to obliterate him at any time, Ulquiorra was unmoved in the slightest, and Grimmjow's expression was slightly changed by his words. I froze, "Including the ranking, and the task executor, you should know why Master Aizen asked me to do this."

Grimmjow's expression became cloudy when he heard that. The murderous look and violence in his eyes were stronger than before, but he was restrained. After a long time, he finally opened his mouth, word by word from between his teeth. Squeezed out, "I don't care what task performer, Ulquiorra, listen to me, don't touch the dead wood, he is mine! If you dare to touch him, I will definitely kill you!"

The deep hatred and murderous intent in his tone were so strong that Ulquiola almost smelled blood. He frowned slightly and stared at Grimmjow for a long time without saying a word. When the indifference in his eyes almost made Grimmjow start to growl again, he spoke.

"If his existence does not hinder the orders issued by Lord Aizen, I have no interest in killing him."

……

Holding the wooden sword with both hands, and wearing the armor and helmet that made Tongming feel extremely awkward, the moment the person from the opposite side rushed forward with a shout, he suddenly took a step forward, the wooden sword in his hand seemed slow but accurate enough The man hit the visitor's throat savagely, knocking him to the ground without any suspense.

It was the fourth time he had knocked the man to the ground.

"Okay...that's amazing. I actually knocked down the president in a short while. It is said that the president is already in the second dan!" The boy who was muttering at the side didn't notice the sudden change in the face of Ichigo who had just arrived.

Ignoring the whispers of the people around him, Tongming took off the helmet that made his breathing a little stuffy. He looked at the young minister who was panting after taking off the helmet, and said softly, "You hold the knife Too tight."

"It's really amazing. I'm going to take the third-dan exam next year. How long have you practiced?" The young man sitting on the ground shook his head, and he looked at Tongming with a wry smile, "There are not many people my age who can beat me, but You are the only one who wins with such ease and quickness.”

"More than 50 years." After removing some heavy armor, Tongming gave a very honest answer, but the question is not a normal answer, so Tongming said a sentence, which made Ichigo at the door of the Kendo classroom suddenly let out a scream. The orange-haired boy frantically rushed in, pulled up Tongming's collar and ran out, the speed was so fast that even Tongming couldn't react immediately.

All that was left was a weird atmosphere in the kendo classroom. Everyone was foolishly looking at the black spot that went straight to the playground after jumping from the window on the second floor. Finally, someone laughed dryly, "Is he joking?" ..."

"I really can't see that he is a person who is good at making jokes..."

……

"Why do you want to join the Kendo club?" Holding his nose that was still bleeding, the sore and painful feeling made Ichigo's voice a little weird, but he looked at Tongming who was panting with his stomach, and there was a trace of it in his eyes. Smiling, I never expected that I would be able to fight this guy evenly. It seems that this guy's skeleton is a high-end product, and the connection to the body is relatively poor.Because if the connection is too strong, the soul will often receive a certain amount of damage when it leaves the yiku. That cheap stuff.

"The school has a rule to join at least one interest club." Tongming frowned, rubbing his abdomen, this human being is really serious, "Don't you even know the school rules of your own school?"

school rules?

Ichigo is not a delinquent boy, but he is not the kind of good student either. He can do his homework occasionally and pass his exams at a level that is not bad. As for the school rules, who cares about him?

"Cough!" Coughed in embarrassment, Ichigo scratched the back of his head, but then he straightened his face again, "Can you pay attention to your words and deeds? It's easy to cause riots!"

"Oh? Do you think there will be problems with your own words and deeds as a nobleman? Before you say this, you'd better revoke the school's punishment against you."

"I didn't mean that!" Ichigo was about to go crazy, he put his head in his hands, looked at Tong Ming who was staring at him coldly, but felt his limbs were weak, he gestured with difficulty, "I mean, a little more normal, Be normal, don't say such illogical things like this time that you have practiced kendo for 50 years!"

"There is no logical problem. I have practiced for more than 50 years." He raised his eyebrows in displeasure, Tongming stood up, squinted his eyes and stared at Ichigo, with a cold tone, "You have no right to deny the Kuchiki clan's respect for kendo. persistent."

"But you are a student now! The average lifespan of an ordinary person is less than a hundred years old! This is not the world of corpses and souls!"

"Oh? That's really a weak group..." Tongming raised his chin, his tone full of disdain, "I need to re-evaluate your face, as one of them, you are so embarrassed to put this kind of Inferior flaws are justified."

"I said you didn't understand the point at all... huh!!?" ​​Before the words were finished, Ichigo and Tongming's expressions suddenly changed, and they felt two terrifying spiritual pressures at the same time, wantonly exuding the violence they possessed Breath, this level of spiritual pressure, released so unscrupulously, even if the spiritual pressure holder does not attack anyone, it is fatal to ordinary souls, even if the chain of cause and effect is not broken. It will also take some damage.

who is it?Where?

"That direction seems to be the direction of Longgui and the others' sketch club... No, we must go there immediately!" Ichigo's face was pale, while Tongming frowned at the side. There were two kinds of terrifying Reiatsu, but one of them Together, it gave him a strange sense of familiarity, that feeling of emptiness and nothingness that seemed to have no emotion at all, reminding him of a figure from the past.

A figure that almost wiped him out completely.