Return of the Mask

It was still the knife that she held in her hand, shining with a cold light.

100 years ago, after she came to the Void Circle completely, she lost all her memories of being in the Soul Realm, but even so, Nightmare was still by her side, but she completely denied his existence and her past.

At that time, she almost threw away her Zanpakuto because of the bad face in front of her, and she denied her identity as the god of death because of confusion.

Sometimes she even suspected that the 100-year sleep of the Nightmare was caused by her, because she kept resisting the identity of the god of death.

Pomian in front of him looked at her with those sky blue eyes, and after a long time, his killing intent gradually rose.

"Ha, with this knife and this Reiatsu, you are still the god of death, Shakalis!" However, from his expression, there was no trace of regret for not killing her at the beginning.

However, according to Yinshu's short experience with him, the face in front of him will not have any regrets at all, and what he thinks about now is probably just killing her.

Yinshu smiled indifferently: "Shakaris? Who are you talking about? Hey, what is this kind of weird name?"

Pomian in front of him sneered, and the spiritual pressure around his body rose again to the level of his first appearance.

Chiki and Nioh Masaki, who stood stunned, both opened their eyes wide and knelt down on the ground, dripping with cold sweat.

Yinshu withdrew his knife, stepped back a long distance, and turned his head to look around.

Rukia's abdomen was pierced, and Run Lin'an had a large wound on his right chest, and both of them had lost consciousness.

Nioh Masaharu, Nioh Masaki, Zhishu and that soul of righteousness were standing by the side of the road. They didn't seem to be in a good condition. It wasn't because of any injuries, but because of the powerful Reiatsu of that broken face.

Ichigo...

Yinshu was stunned.

Ichigo was sitting by the wall, covering his face with one hand, panting, as if he was struggling.

Is... is it suppressing the blur?

Yinshu frowned.

"Sister, sister..." Zhishu's weak voice came over.

Yinshu was stunned.

Zhishu knelt on the ground and slowly crawled towards her, a little out of breath.

"Don't move," Yinshu frowned and said, "Nio Masaki, pull her back."

"Why me?!" Masaki Nioh didn't look very good, but still roared dissatisfied, "Speaking of which, this is your sister, right? Why did you let her call someone who looks like you?" 'Sister'?"

"Because that's her own sister!" Yinshu said.

Nioh Masaki was taken aback. "What……"

Zhishu froze there, lowered his head and remained silent.

"Look, Zhishu, that's your sister," Yinshu turned around, turned his back to her, closed his eyes and said calmly, "After she died, she went to the soul world and became the god of death. Now she is not It's her before."

Zhishu trembled, raised his head, and looked at Yinshu with teary eyes.

"Now she is just like other gods of death, she is a great person. She is afraid to see you, because she is afraid that she will let you down, and she is also afraid to see you, because she didn't know or even like you before, but she I was seriously injured because of you."

"She is looking forward to seeing you, as well as Mom and Dad," Yin Shu said after a pause, "That person is your older sister."

"She has come back to you."

Nioh Masaki looked at her in shock.

Zhishu sniffled, lowered his head again, was silent for a while, and whispered: "I know..."

Yinshu was taken aback.

"Sister, you always think that you know others very well," Zhishu said softly, with a little bit of complaint, "I know it's my sister, but...you too..."

"Aren't you two... are both my sisters?"

"Is this...very greedy?"

Yinshu was stunned, not knowing how to answer this question.

After a while, a helpless voice sounded.

"Although I don't know what she said to you..."

Masaharu Nioh put his hand on Tomoki's head.Zhishu was taken aback, and raised his head to look at him.

He smiled. "But I don't think it's greedy to only have two older sisters, hey, Masaki?" He asked lazily, "Masaki has several beauties who volunteer to be his sisters."

"Hey! Brother!!" Nioh Masaki shouted in shame.

Yin Shu was taken aback by Nioh Masaharu's words, then raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted.

"Are you finished?! The ants are really coming out one by one, I said, can you swat it?!" Standing in the distance, Pomian said impatiently.

Yin Shu took his mind back, turned his head to look at him, and raised his eyebrows.

"Swastika?" Yinshu chuckled, "That's something only captain-level characters can do."

"Captain?" He snorted lightly, and said sarcastically, "After more than 100 years, you haven't become stronger at all?" Then he turned his head impatiently, "Ulquiorra did not report this wrong, you It's really worthless to be killed, just like that trash over there!"

"It's better not to speak so early." Yin Shu held the knife and hung it by his side, said lightly, releasing his spiritual pressure, "Even 100 years ago, you never fought with me."

"Gen... Gennai?" Ichigo looked at her with eyes open and surprised, dripping with cold sweat, "You know... him?"

"Know?" Yinshu shook his head, then raised the corner of his mouth and said to Pomian who was standing in the distance, "Speaking of which, as someone who has been with you for a while, it is better to report your name before the result of the battle appears. Bar?"

Grimmjow raised the corner of his mouth.

"Huh? People who are about to be killed by me don't need to know my name!"

Yinshu looked at him, smiled, and then slowly raised the knife.

"The former vice-captain of the second division, Gennai Otoki," she said after a pause, "this is just to prevent you from putting the strange name 'Shakaris' on my head when you die. "

In the next second, her figure disappeared from the spot.

Grimmjow still had an excited smile about to face the battle, then glanced to the right, grasped the blade, and hit Yinshu straight with the other hand!

Yin Shu leaned down to avoid his fist, raised his leg and kicked him in the abdomen, but was blocked by his hand!

His strength was beyond her expectation, he grabbed her ankle and threw her to the side!

Yinshu gritted his teeth, retracted his legs, turned over, and landed firmly in the air.

The brief blur just now didn't seem to bring her any sense of fatigue, but she wasn't sure if she would be exhausted soon if she blurred now.

However, she knew one thing very clearly, if she didn't blur it out, with her strength, she couldn't defeat him who had been blurred.

Letting out a sigh of relief, she raised her hand and placed it next to her face.

Seeing her move, Ichigo's eyes widened in surprise.

The mask covered half of her face in an instant. Seeing her posture, Glimmjow froze for a moment, then a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"In this way, do you still want to say that you are a god of death?! You are as stupid as 100 years ago and hopelessly!"

Yinshu gave him a cold look, and appeared in front of him in the next second!

Grimmjow's smile disappeared, and his eyes widened slightly.

Yin Shu put the knife back into the sheath, stretched out his hand and punched him in the abdomen!

This punch was so heavy that Grimmjow was thrown some distance away by her!

In fact, as a member of the second team, Yinshu is more proficient in using knives and fists.

The same is true for the other party, so when he raised his head and their eyes met, Yin Shu smiled and went up to fight him!

Although they only got together for a short period of time 100 years ago, Yinshu was basically clear about his combat style, so Grimmjow was considered at a disadvantage when his strength was comparable.

However, Yinshu actually didn't intend to wait for him to unravel the Zanpakuto, even though the world of souls is in great need of this information.

Because the moment he turned around, Yinshu caught a glimpse of the number on his back.

Although it is not very clear what the number is, but Yinshu thinks it may have something to do with the ranking, because when she was fighting with the broken face named Yami in the park a few days ago, she also found a number on his shoulder. number.

Judging from strength alone, this Pomian is definitely stronger than Yami, so the ranking should be that the smaller the number, the stronger it is.

Her current situation is not good, so forcing him to release Zanpakuto is not a wise choice.

The best way is to solve him before he releases Zanpakuto to fight her.

His eyes dimmed, and Yin Shu caught Grimmjow's punch, held it, and then drew his knife and stabbed him!

As she expected, he didn't dodge at all, but directly grabbed her Zanpakuto.

Yin Shu hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "Didn't you ask me if I would swastika?"

Grimmjow narrowed his eyes.

"I forgot to tell you," Yin Shu said leisurely, "There are also gods of death who have mastered the swastika but escaped the eyes of the captain!"

"Swastika——Great Hell Nightmare Monster!"

The huge black space shut him up in an instant!

Yinshu stepped back a long distance, looked at the black space in front of him, frowned, and broke out in cold sweat.

Panting for breath, she slowly raised her hand and aimed at the black space.

The vision in front of him was a little shaken.

Squinting his eyes, Yinshu opened his mouth several times, but he didn't make a sound.

After a while, she slowly lowered her head and looked at her right hand.

As soon as the right hand was loosened, the Zanpakuto fell straight down like this!

"The source!!"

"elder sister?!"

In the next second, a crack appeared in the sky.

Startled, Yinshu raised his head, only to see Dongxian in white clothes coming out.

After walking behind Grimmjow, he turned his head slightly, facing the direction where Yinshu was standing.After a while, he lowered his head slightly.Yinshu glanced at his right hand, then looked at him coldly, and hid his hand behind his back.

As if he noticed Yinshu's movement, after a few seconds, he turned his head away.

The next second, he drew out the Zanpakuto, and with a wave of his hand, the black space was torn open by him!

Just as Grimmjow was about to rush towards the sound tree, he was grabbed by Dong Xianyao.

His movements stopped abruptly, his eyes widened in astonishment.

"That's enough, Grimmjow, Lord Aizen wants you to go back."

Grimmjow frowned, snorted displeasedly, shook off his hand and turned around.

"Grimmjow?" Seeing that he was about to leave, Yinshu raised his eyebrows and called his name coldly.

Grimmjow stopped in his tracks.

"Let me make it clear to you, I'm not false, no matter how stupid I was to accept the name 'Shakalis' at the beginning, this name has nothing to do with me now."

Putting her eyes on Dongxian Yao, she sneered and said sarcastically, "It's all thanks to Aizen that I went to Xuquan. When you are his subordinates, he doesn't take pity on his subordinates."

Grimmjow sneered, tilted his head, and said, "You've been fighting with me for a long time because you wanted to talk about this, right?"

Yinshu raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

"You said you haven't changed, but I have changed!" His voice was full of arrogance, "My strength will become stronger and stronger, that's all!"

——Then, become the king of the virtual circle.

He said so 100 years ago.

Dongxian wanted to keep silent and tilted his head, not saying a word.

Watching the two disappear in the gap in the sky, Yinshu finally couldn't hold on anymore, stepped on the ground and fell down!

The next second, a gust of wind blew by, and she was supported by two hands!

A hoarse and shocked voice sounded beside her.

"What's wrong with your right hand?"