Byakuya's son

On the west side of Xuye Palace, the gate is closed tightly, and there are two or three broken faces patrolling past here every now and then, apparently because of the orders from the higher-ups that made them feel nervous.Xu and Shinigami have been natural enemies of each other for countless years, especially before there was no such talented and bold figure as Aizen, the Xu circle that formed their own formation was basically in a state of being suppressed.Even now, when receiving the news that a large number of death gods have entered the virtual circle, some people are angry and some are excited, but everyone, no doubt, becomes nervous.This is a kind of inertia accumulated over countless years. This inertia has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, even if it becomes a broken face, it is the same.

Because it has almost become a biological instinct.

The patrolling figures staggered past in the dim candlelight, and suddenly the four broken faces stopped. They felt the ground tremble, and then the door shook and made an overwhelmed sound, and a faint blue light appeared at the crack of the door. An ominous spiritual pressure fluctuation spread violently.

"Enemy attack!" The leading man in white uniform had only time to shout, and the door exploded, followed by blue flames that washed in like waves... Before falling into the boundless darkness, He heard the voice of the enemy who killed him, the voice was so cold that there was no warmth at all.

"Continue to march, try not to leave any survivors, don't give them time to report, just go straight in."

Bai Zai was the first to step into the hall, looked around, and found that there were three passages, his expression froze, and his footsteps stopped.

"Hey, hey, why are you rushing so fast? I didn't even have time to have fun." Jian Ba ​​casually followed, and a large number of team members rushed in behind him, "Huh? Three ways?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect those little ones who couldn't even catch one of my moves could become your opponents." Bai Zai glanced at Jian Ba ​​expressionlessly. Although he said a sentence of apology, it made people feel uncomfortable. To the slightest sincerity, there is only a kind of arrogance that can almost be called indifference, "But if you only have this level, then you can only be competent for the job of following me to give those dying people the last blow."

"Huh?" Jianba laughed, but his smile at the moment can't make people feel soft, only a kind of ferocity similar to that of a monster, "Do you think I have a good temper because I came to help this time?" Woke up?"

"Don't get carried away..." Bai Zai responded coldly, not giving an inch, "Your temper has never been in my consideration."

"Captain..." Seeing that Bai Zai and Jian Bada had a tendency to act immediately when they disagreed, Renji hurriedly intervened, but saw the two of them staring at him with cold eyes, and couldn't help sweating on their foreheads, " Now there are three ways, just to be on the safe side, shouldn't we divide our troops and move forward?"

"No, gather all the troops and take the middle path." Byakuya shook his head, saw Renji's face full of doubts, frowned, and explained very rarely, "This is not a defensive positional battle, this is an assault, and the location is The enemy's base camp will only be broken individually, so we must maintain local advantages, and before the enemy responds and shrinks its combat power, hit the enemy's main formation directly and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop."

Renji couldn't help being dumbfounded, when did the captain become so patient?But then he came to his senses, and felt a chill in his heart. He remembered what Rukia had said to him—"Brother probably didn't even want to come back alive."

Bai Zai is indeed afraid that there will be no successors in the Thirteenth Division of the Soul Realm. Although such a little advice can't immediately make an elite backbone into a pillar, but now, a little can be taught.

"Captain Saraki, where are you going?" Byakuya's questioning voice drew Renji's attention to a burly figure who was walking towards the left passage, "I should have said that we only walked towards the middle."

"I want to have fun, don't get in the way." Jianba walked into the passage without looking back, Yaqianliu waved goodbye to everyone with a smile on his back, "No matter who it is, I will kill him if you follow. "

He didn't yell, but simply told an objective fact in a rough voice, but the murderous intent contained in that tone almost chilled everyone's heart.

Bai Zai's complexion sank slightly, but he didn't say much. Jianba's combat power is undoubtedly a great help, but his unruly temperament is also a headache. It goes without saying if he cooperates well, but if he is like In the current situation, it is also an option for Jianba to attract some of the enemy's combat power, "March with all members."

"But Captain Saraki, he..."

Bai Zai glanced at the dark passage, and snorted, "He wants to be an outcast, so let him."

……

Urahara store.

"You're not in a good mood recently..." Lying crookedly on the tatami, Urahara Kisuke saw Yoruichi swat a mosquito away for the third time. As usual, Yoruichi wouldn't do such a thing, because Mosquitoes never seem to bite her, "Although I can't feel at ease, I've already made a lot of preparations, Bai Zai won't die so easily."

"I didn't find out before, how come there are mosquitoes in winter, tsk...it's so noisy." Yoruichi frowned and waved his hand, and glanced at Kisuke Urahara, "The premise is that he doesn't seek death."

"You think he's going to die? Why didn't you say it earlier? I thought something would change after talking to him..." Kisuke Urahara raised his eyebrows, straightened up, and muttered to himself, "Then the amount of medicine I gave him Is it a bit bigger?"

"It's useless to say it." Ye Yi stretched like a wild cat, his upper body was almost ninety degrees, as if he was using this action to vent some emotions, "I saw him carrying the unarmed Xiao Taidao, I knew I couldn't persuade him, so I might as well let you cooperate with him."

Urahara Kisuke was taken aback for a moment, he did notice the little Taidao, although he was curious, he didn't ask at the time, he only knew that although the Little Taidao didn't have a sharp edge, its texture was extremely hard, even mixed with murderous stones, to a certain extent The ability to break through spirit sons, "What do you mean?"

"That little sword was a gift from his father for his tenth birthday..." Ye Yi paused, opened his mouth for a long time without making a sound, and finally picked up the teapot on the coffee table, without taking the teacup. He poured it into his mouth a few times, and finally put it back heavily, making a loud noise, which made Kisuke Urahara frown, "It's also the last gift his father gave him."

"You mean the dead Mr. Kuchiki Sosumi?" Kisuke Urahara was stunned. He never thought that Byakuya would be accompanied by a children's toy given to him by his father when he went to the battlefield. Style, "Mr. Kuchiki Canojun who died after being besieged by Xuqun?"

Kuchiki Cangchun, Kuchiki Byakuya's father, is gentle and refined, he always gives way to everything, without the slightest aristocratic pretensions, and has an incomparable affinity with the Kuchiki tribe.

"If it was just the siege of Xuqun, how could he be killed? Even though his character made him really unsuitable for fighting, he was surnamed Kuchiki, and he was the vice-captain of the Sixth Division at that time." Ye Yi sneered, with an expression on his face. There was a touch of sarcasm that could hardly be seen normally, "And he was besieged to death by a group of ghosts within the scope of Jinglingting, do you think this is plausible?"

"Indeed, it is very rare for a virtual group to appear in Jinglingting, and they can even kill a vice-captain..." Urahara Kisuke nodded, and he touched his chin, "I also thought it was strange at the time, but now it seems that it is indeed due to human factors. It is almost impossible for Mr. Cang Chun to offend anyone, if you have to say it, his existence is quite an eyesore to some people."

"Let's not talk about this..." Yeyi waved his hands with disgust on his face, and then fell silent for a long time, his voice was a bit difficult, "That time, that was the time, I watched Bai Zai holding that little Taidao , He has never cried so hard, as if he wants to shed all the tears in his life at once, and then..."

"...he never cried again."

The blood-stained katana

One hundred and twelve years ago, the world of corpses and souls.

Kuchiki Byakuya, who will be high and powerful in the future, is still a child less than ten years old at this moment. He is glaring at the petite figure crawling out of the courtyard wall with his face flushed at this moment. "Cat demon! Thief! Give me back my turban!"

"Hey, okay, then you catch up with me, I want to see if the little guy who can only play with bamboo swords will grow up," Ye Yi viciously showed his head outside the wall, making a grimace and laughing loudly: "Oh, I forgot, maybe you can handle a bamboo sword? Mr. Cang Chun is really gentle to everyone!"

"Yeichi, Sifengyuan...you wait for me!" Although he was about to faint from anger, Bai Zai had nothing to do with this girl who ran so fast, he could only grit his teeth and stare at him, "I'll be there soon!" The one who got the real sword! When the time comes, I will be the first to test the sword with you!"

"Oh~ Then I'll wait for you without any expectation~ Don't cry if you can't get the real sword! Bai-zai-little-brother."

……

"Then please, I will come to pick it up in a few days." A handsome young man looked at the middle-aged man who was constantly wiping his sweat and said, "Of course, if possible, please try not to Make a statement."

"Of course, I never expected that it was the appointment of Vice Captain Kuchiki Cangjun. The shop will do everything I can to never let you..." The middle-aged man hurriedly responded, but the wooden sliding door behind him was suddenly blocked. The people pulled away, and it was Bai Zai who rushed in extremely rudely with a sad and angry little face, completely ignoring the middle-aged man who suddenly changed his expression, "Father! From tomorrow onwards, I will take the real sword! "

Kuchiki Cangjun smiled apologetically at the middle-aged man, "Sorry, today..."

"Where is it! I was rude, so I will leave now." The middle-aged man was a very winking person, and when he saw that the situation was wrong, he immediately bowed down very consciously and saluted, and then retreated respectfully.

Sighing lightly, Kuchiki Cangjun's usually gentle eyes finally showed a little helplessness, and he said softly, "Baizai, I have told you many times, we have to wait until the foundation is solid before I let you hold the real sword." , you are still too young to get hurt easily...well, why is your turban..."

"It has nothing to do with the turban!" The blushing Bai Zai immediately interrupted his father, he didn't want to hear the reason he had heard dozens of times, and when he saw his father's clear expression, he obviously understood that Cang Chun had Realizing who the person who caused his son to lose his composure was, Bai Zai couldn't help being even more angry, his face flushed, and he choked out a sentence: "My cousin has already started using it at my age..."

"But your cousin's grades at the Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art are not satisfactory..." Blinking his eyes full of smiles, Cang Chun's tone like a good old man patiently stated an iron truth, "How can you be as naughty as your cousin?"

Bai Zai opened his mouth, his eyes widened, but he couldn't speak for a long time, and finally stomped his feet, "Hmph!"

He stepped out of the room with heavy steps, but his small body had great strength that made the wooden floor of the room start to tremble. Cang Chun finally frowned, "Be gentle, your feet will hurt..."

"Bang!" Bai Zai staggered, unsteady on his feet and fell directly into the courtyard.

"I don't want you to care!"

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Jinglingting

After about four or five days, the weather became colder and colder. With the annual vacation just over, a lot of affairs piled up, and the thirteen captains of the Guarding Fan team held a team leader meeting again.And as the captain of his sixth team, Kuchiki Yinling, his father's adjutant, didn't have to attend those meetings.

Today's day is a bit special, so he specially asked for leave in advance to pick up the things he ordered a few days ago.

"I'm sorry for your trouble." Kuchiki Aojun thanked softly after receiving the Kodachi handed over by the owner of the knife shop, and then asked the attendants around him to pay the balance.

"Master Cangchun, if you need to open the front, please take care of the small shop again." The middle-aged boss bowed, flattering his face, "Because of the special material of this small sword, it will be relatively troublesome to open the front..."

"I see, thank you." Kuchiki Aojun nodded politely, and came out of the knife shop. He looked at the purple scabbard and its gentle arc, and nodded unconsciously. Obviously, he was very interested in this shop. Basically satisfied with the technology, "Okay, we... um!? What?"

The void above Kuchiki Cangchun's head suddenly burst into countless huge openings.

"Master Cangchun!" The attendant beside Kuchiki Cangchun suddenly changed his expression, "Go!"

If he was on duty normally, the attendant wouldn't be so panicked, but today, Kuchiki Aojun asked for leave early, and Soul World is not under martial law, so according to the law - he can't carry Zanpakuto with him.

Therefore, the only thing that can be called a weapon all over the body is probably the small sword that has not been opened.

"No hurry, just to see who else is there. It would be better to take this opportunity to see clearly." Kuchiki Cangjun shook his head, and he sighed softly, "It is for this reason that I will not give up the position of Patriarch. Leave it to you, the Kuchiki family, and you cannot let people who know no compassion and no fear take charge."

At the same time as the empty group appeared, a figure continuously flashed on the upper edge of the surrounding houses.

Kuchiki Cangchun looked around at everyone's faces, and shook his head again, "They are all people with foreign surnames, it's too petty."

Although he said so in his mouth, Kuanmu Cangchun secretly felt troublesome in his heart. Looking at it like this, even if he escaped with his life today, he might not be able to find out those Kuchimu clansmen who were secretly causing trouble in a short time.

"Master Cang Chun, I'm sorry, but I will take your life." The middle-aged man in the lead is the middle-aged owner of the previous prop shop. Pure as if looking at a dead thing.

"Although Cang Chun is not outstanding, if you want to leave, you can't keep me." Kuchiki Cang Jun said lightly, and the gentle smile in the past has all been restrained at this moment. Although it is not obvious, everyone They all clearly felt the arrogance in this person's heart, "It's nothing more than a few times in the past, but now they have gone too far in Jinglingting. It seems that Kuchiki's house really needs to be cleaned up."

"If Master Cangchun wants to leave, we can't stop him." The middle-aged man nodded generously. When he said this, he paused for a while, and the next sentence made Kuchiki Cangchun, who started to move out, stop in place. He said, "If we can't kill the No.20 eighth-generation Patriarch in the future, then it is good to kill the No.20 Ninth-generation Patriarch."

"You..." The temperature in Kuchiki Cang's pure purple pupils began to cool down uncommonly, "Do you know what you are doing?"

The middle-aged man said slowly, "There are still four hours before the end of the team leader meeting, Master Cang Chun, why not take a gamble, within these four hours, will we kill you and your son, or will you hold on until the end of the Patriarch?" Here after the meeting?"

Kuchiki Cangchun was silent for a long time, he turned around again, looked at the middle-aged man, and shook his head, "How do you know, I won't kill you all within four hours?"

"If Master Cang Chun has this ability, it would be great." The middle-aged man sneered, "But, is it just the little sword in your hand that has not yet been sharpened?"

Kuchiki Canojun slowly pulled out the unsharp sword in his hand, pointed the knife point at the middle-aged man, there was no fear in his eyes, only determination, "With Kuchiki Canojun, I will die here today."

As soon as the words fell, snow began to fall in the dark sky. The pure white of the snowflakes was not as gratifying as before, only a kind of despair buried deep in the bone marrow.

The middle-aged man suddenly changed color.

……

"Void group fluctuations appear on the west side of Jingling Court!"

"How did they break through Jinglingting's protective film! Go and inform the captains who are holding the team leader meeting!"

"No, there's no need to interrupt the leader's meeting with such a small fluctuation of spiritual power, just notify the nearby teams to support."

Since there was no technology development bureau established at that time, almost all of these similar tasks were completed by the ghosts, and the efficiency was inevitably uneven. After going back and forth, it was finally decided to use the nearby patrolling team to support them.

But when those teams approached the scene of the incident, they were stopped by people. Those people were wearing the uniforms of the Sixth Division, and those people said so when they saw every team member from each team who came to ask for help.

"This place has been controlled by the vice-captain Kuchiki Cangjun of the Sixth Division. Please continue to patrol. Since there is a breakthrough, there is a high possibility of a second one!"

……

On January [-]th of the beginning of the year, when the team leader meeting was successfully concluded, a long-overdue news shocked all the captains—the vice-captain of the sixth division, Kuchiki Sosumi, died in battle.

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boom!

Screaming, Bai Zai rushed out of the gate of Kuchiki's house...flying in the snow, no one could catch up.

……

The small Taidao mixed with bright red blood and Bai Xue was handed over to the dull-eyed Bai Zai. Bai Zai looked down and found that the blade was not sharpened, and a line of words was engraved on the handle——To Bai Zai, ten-year-old birthday.

Kuchiki Cangchun finally compromised and gave the real sword to Bai Zai as a birthday present. Fortunately, he didn't make a start, so he left some of the so-called father's pitiful dignity.

Bai Zai opened his mouth wide and wanted to cry out fiercely. Tears flowed down, but he couldn't make a sound, as if his voice had become not his own, so in the end he just trembled his hands in vain, dying. Holding the little Taidao tightly, he knelt down on the ground

The body was covered by heavy snow, but there was still no fallen figure in front of him.

The figure had a radius of tens of meters—there were already corpses strewn across the field.

White snow, red snow, like cherry blossoms everywhere.