my son blue

The white light that flashed before his eyes was a bit dazzling.

Lan Ran visited Yang Yang late at night, before entering Yang Yang's ward, he was stunned when he saw the figure of the other party flashing past, thought for a second and then decided to follow closely to see what he wanted to do.

I have to say that even if Shunpo No. 1 in the waste wood class, in Lan Ran's eyes, Yang Yang's Shunpo is still...horrible.

It's too slow, Aizen shook his head, Yang Yang Shunbu's speed is the same as a person running with all his strength, in the eyes of ordinary people, the speed is good, but from the perspective of Shunpo, Yang Yang, you really deserve to be a waste.

Lanran leisurely slowed down and followed Yang Yang, looked at his flying snow hair, and shook hands.

This time, the attack was really serious. It only took him four days to turn his hair white. It was really...unbelievable.He had never encountered such a situation. If he hadn't injected spiritual power into Yang Yang's body, would he really perish?

Aizen didn't know, and didn't want to know. (Actually, Lan Da, you are overthinking it. If this world dies, the Hunter World will stand up again...)

Walking all the way, came to the grove in Zhenyang, stood by a tree, looked at Yang Yang, and then realized that the Zanpakuto was tightly held in the opponent's hand.

Aizen was slightly surprised.

When did Yang Yang have Zanpakuto?Obviously not...

Could it be this attack?

A person with a high IQ is a good person, and you can draw a conclusion when you think about it.

Watching Yang Yang pull out the knife, the tip of the knife moved forward, Lan Ran took a step forward involuntarily, and was discovered by Yang Yang.

"Who?" Just thinking that someone would come here to practice so diligently at this time, but when he turned around, he saw Aizen walking towards him with a beautiful curve at the corner of his mouth.

"It turned out to be you!" Yang Yang heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't want anyone to see that he had unleashed the Zanpakuto, because he was too useless, so he didn't expect how powerful the Zanpakuto would be. Nor will it imitate an ostrich trying to dig a hole and bury itself just because someone is present.

"Well, did you find Zanpakuto?" Aizen asked.

"Well, thank you very much!" Yang Yang waved the knife in his hand awkwardly with a light smile, "Come with me, I don't want to accidentally cut myself off after a while and no one will heal me!"

"Hehe~" Aizen smiled, then nodded, "Okay!"

Aizen was also looking forward to Yang Yang's Zanpakuto, so he took a few steps back to look at him.

Yang Yang took a deep breath, closed his eyes, then sighed, and said in resignation: "Let's break, Feng Hua Xue Yue!"

Romance?

A name that is actually very similar to your own Zanpakuto?

Aizen smiled, so she looked forward to it even more.

As soon as Shi Jieyu came out, a whirlwind blew up around Yang Yang, and the leaves spun round and round around him with the wind.

Yang Yang only felt a lightness in his hand, a change in the grip, and when he looked down, the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

The wind stopped and the leaves fell.

Yang Yang was powerless.

why?

Look what he's holding in his hand.

In Yang Yang's hand was a snow-white fan with a snowflake texture, like a wooden fan...a sandalwood fan used by ancient women.

The fan pendant is a snowflake with snow-white tassels hanging from it.

This... what is this?

Just now, seeing the aura of the whirlwind, I thought Zanpakuto was not good for nothing, but I didn't expect that after the beginning solution, it turned out to be a fan?

Yang Yang knelt down on the ground weakly, wanting to cry without tears.

Does the fan have hair or hair?This is Japan, not China. Do you think you can copy plantain fans by changing the fan?Even if the ability is not enough, at least the appearance must be perfunctory. What can such a typical woman use a fan to do? Do you expect me to use a fan to chop off the hollow? Mouth bastard! ! ! !

Yang Yang couldn't help roaring inwardly.

Fenghuaxueyue, it really is a sword with a gorgeous appearance and a waste of firewood inside. If there is any master, there is such a Zanpakuto...

Yang Yang burst into tears, he raised his hand and wanted to throw the fan away, but Lan Ran grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

"What's the matter?" Yang Yang was puzzled, what's the use of such a useless hatchet, why didn't he let him throw it away.

"No matter what kind of Zanpakuto, it has certain uses. You haven't used it yet, so you can be sure that it is useless?" Aizen believes that each Zanpakuto has its own unique power , there is nothing bad, the key is to see how the owner uses it.

"That's right..." Yang Yang pouted, looked at the fan, and stared at it carefully.

There are generally only three uses of fans.

First: It can be used to beat people on the head! (…)

Second: It can be used to dress up beautifully. Men have men's ways of dressing up, and women have women's ways of dressing up.

Third: It is purely for the summer heat to relieve the heat.

So what is the use of his Zanpakuto turned into a fan?

Hit someone?Who did he hit?Dress up?Who is he pretending to be?These days, if you hold a fan, others will think that you have a brain problem and convulse, so how about fanning to relieve the heat?It's summer right now, but he feels ashamed to hold such a feminine fan...

"Forget it, give it a try, anyway, if you really throw it away, it will definitely be very uncomfortable..." Yang Yang sighed and shook his head, shaking his fan casually.

After shaking it for a while, he opened his eyes wide in novelty and stared at the fan fiercely.

The wind blown by the fan is very cool, like a winter breeze, but this is not the main thing, but, along with the cooling fan, there are also a little snowflakes, shining brightly like stars under the moonlight.

Is this the Zanpakuto of the Ice and Snow Department?

Yang Yang thought, then straightened his arms, turned his fan to the sky, and kept shaking it.

Yang Yang looked up at his hand shaking the fan, the breeze was blowing slowly, and the snowflakes were floating leisurely, just like the scene of snowflakes flying all over the sky in winter, falling on his face, it was cool and very comfortable.

"It's snowing..." Lan Ran reached out to catch a snowflake and looked up at the sky.

"Huh?" Yang Yangqi, he is just a snowflake fanned out by a fan, although it looks like snow, but...

"Look!" Lan Ran signaled Yang Yang to look up.

"Huh?" Yang Yang raised his head, his eyes widened again in shock.

A round of crescent moon exudes a cool brilliance. Beside the moon, there are pieces of clouds that do not know when they gathered together. Scattered snowflakes are drifting down leisurely, slowly paving the way for the grass and leaves on the ground. It was covered with a layer of silver clothing, and under the moonlight, it glowed glisteningly white.

Is it a knife that can control the weather like Xiaobai?

Yang Yang thought, but he still doesn't have Xiaobai's majesty. He is a majestic ice dragon after the beginning, but he can only shake his fan to make snowflakes fall, um...he can cool down in the summer, and then Enjoying the snow scenery is also quite pleasing to the eye.

But I have to say that it is really beautiful to enjoy the snow under the moon. The earth is silvery white and the sky is pitch black, but only the moonlight echoes the colors on the ground.

But... so cold!

Yang Yang shivered, and then sneezed loudly. He rubbed his arms covered with goosebumps, and looked at Lan Ran: "I said...how can this stop?"

White hospital clothes, white hair, pale face, fairly handsome face and slender figure, standing on a piece of snow, surrounded by snowflakes slowly falling down, for a moment, Aizen almost thought that what he saw It's not Yang Yang, but a... snow demon.

"It depends on you!" Aizen pushed his glasses and smiled, "Zanpakuto is born with a soul, you have to communicate with it yourself, others can't help you!"

"... Oh!" Yang Yang curled his lips, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes, intending to have an in-depth exchange with Fenghua Xueyue. As soon as he closed his eyes, he lost consciousness and fell down limply .

Seeing this, Lan Ran hurriedly stepped forward to help, watching the fan in Yang Yang's hand change back to the shape of a knife in an instant, the flying snowflakes disappeared, the accumulated clouds slowly dispersed, the sky returned to normal, and the snow under his feet also It suddenly disappeared, revealing the tender green grass, as well as the leaves.

It's like seeing a hallucination, all the beautiful scenery, with the Zanpakuto released, all returned to their original appearance.

Romance?

Lan Ran hugged Yang Yang tightly in his arms, trying to use her own body temperature to warm him up so that he would no longer be chilly, and then walked back to the fourth team.

The four beauties of nature reminded him of the four most famous landscapes in Dali he had seen.

Xiaguan wind, Shangguan flowers, Cangshan snow, Erhai moon.

Shangguan flowers, Xiaguan wind, Xiaguan wind blows Shangguan flowers; Cangshan snow, Erhai moon, Erhai moon shines on Cangshan snow.

The moon is snowing, and the wind is blowing flowers. It seems that this Zanpakuto is not as weak as Yang Yang imagined.

Small Theater: Serving the People.

One day, a long, long time later, when the weather was very hot, Yang Yang passed by Team [-] and was caught by Yaqianliu.

Yaqianliu: (*^___^*) Hee hee...Little Yang Yang, use your fan to cool us down!

Yang Yang: ... [Small... Forget it, in her eyes, I am quite small! 】All right!

Yaqianliu: (*^___^*) Thank you!

Then he turned his head and shouted at Zaraki: Xiaojian, Xiao Yangyang agreed, come quickly! !

So, when the gods of death on patrol passed by, they saw Yang Yang sitting cross-legged on the edge of the eaves, resting his chin in one hand and waving the snow-white fan in the other, pouting and mumbling something.

The team leader and vice-captain were sitting in the corridor with a scarf on each other, eating watermelon. Baqianliu yelled at Yang Yang on the roof while eating: Xiao Yangyang, if there is more snow, it won’t be cool enough... "

Yang Yang rolled his eyes depressed: Hey hey...

Then speed up.

The unlucky God of Reaper standing beside him rubbed his dazed arms and trembled, with a thick layer of snow on his shoulders and head. The patrolman, who was sweating from the heat, was envious and envied at the same time.

Yachiliu: Little sword, look, the little sword I made out of snow, does it look like... (*^___^*)?

Saraki Kenpachi: Yes.

Yang Yang pursed his lips and said in his heart: Is it true that waste wood people only have this kind of use?Really, serve the people XD...