yo little strawberry

On the empty main hall, two rows of tall and straight figures in white shattered uniforms looked even more strange and dangerous under the dim light. They vacated the middle position for the two "guests" in the field.

Yes, Xuye Palace welcomed two guests today.

Among them is a girl with a delicate figure, her hair hangs down her waist, and her white face is obviously flustered and uneasy. I saw her tightly grabbing the hem of her lower garment, and her whole body was trembling slightly due to the malicious spiritual pressure around her. and the other person, tall and slender, with a head of dazzling orange hair that became the bright spot in the dim light, as if this bright color with great vitality would not be swallowed by the surrounding darkness, it still looked so gorgeous and dazzling.

The young man was wearing a black death suit, which was in sharp contrast to the two rows of white ripped suits around him. There was a suffocating pressure in the air. Everyone was on alert, like a beast waiting to grow its hair. The murderous intent is everywhere, and the battle is on the verge of breaking out.

"Welcome to Xuye Palace."

Aizan's voice was deep and magnetic, completely ignoring the hostility and murderous intent that was about to set off a bloody storm in front of him. He looked leisurely and content, but there was a deterrent force that could not be ignored or rejected in his words.

"Kuzaki Kurosaki, I'm actually surprised to see you today."

There was a smile on his lips, but there was no smile in his brown eyes. The pupils, which were similar in color to the boy in the temple, shone with a completely different brilliance.

The former is clear and soft, while the latter is deep and complex.

"I thought you would never accept my invitation." He smiled, propped his chin with one hand, and looked down at the tall young man in front of him, "What made you change your mind suddenly, Yishou?"

Yishou stared at Lan Ran on the throne, rolled his eyes, and opened his mouth and said, "Then what, if I said that I fell in love with Xiaowuwu, so I abandoned my relatives and came back with him without hesitation... would you believe it?" ?”

When he said this, the expression on his face was unusually serious, and the brown eyes revealed a soft and clear light, and matched with the delicate brows on his face, it really seemed like an affectionate confession.

Seeing that Aizen didn't speak, Yishou tilted his head and looked at Ulquiola who was standing in the team of broken ten blades, and said in the most sincere tone: "Little Wuwu, you see, I'm just throwing you away like this for you. The wife and son are here with you, you can't just turn around and dump me!" As he spoke, he wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve pretending to be sad.

Ulquiorra stared at Ishou without blinking his eyes, and after a while, he said blankly: "I don't have a single tear, and I don't know what you are wiping."

After finishing speaking, he stopped looking at Kashou's embarrassing appearance, and walked straight forward to report the situation to Aizen.

"Master Aizen, this is how it happened." He crushed his eyeballs in front of everyone, turning them into emerald green fragments and flying in the air, restoring the previous situation to the sight of everyone present.

It turns out that Ulquiola's mission is to bring back Orihime Inoue, who has the ability to restore and heal space, and Kazushou Kurosaki, the proxy god of death who has the special attribute ability Zanpakuto.

In order to make the current situation even more bizarre and complicated, Ulquiorra avoided the gods of death stationed in the present world, found Orihime Inoue alone, and gave her two choices——

One, don’t say too much, just follow him obediently;

Second, you can choose to resist, but at your own risk.

Ulquiola casually told Orihime Inoue that if she chooses to refuse, then she must be fully prepared—because her refusal may bring death to her friends.

Inoue Orihime's answer was not beyond Ulquiorra's expectation, she said that she needs to think carefully.

A day later, Ulquiorra took advantage of the opportunity when Grimmjow led five diapers to attack the real world, blocked Inoue Orihime again, and urged the other party to give an answer as soon as possible.It was on this night that Kurosaki lost his life at the hands of Ulquiola.

Because Yami had suffered from Kurosaki Kazushou before, the attributes and abilities of the twin ghosts were hard to figure out, which made Ulquiola feel that the acting god of death, Kurosaki Kazushou, was worthy of research.However, when he saw an unpredictable ghost hidden in the opponent's body, he subconsciously wanted to solve this trouble.

As a result, Kurosaki Kazushou was "plugged" to death.

After Inoue Orihime Rory babbled for a long time and refused to help Kurosaki Kazushou heal his wounds, Ulquiola didn't stay any longer, and returned directly to Xuye Palace.

In the hall, Ulquiola had another argument with Grimmjow.

The former thinks that Kurosaki Kazushou must die, because that kind of powerful ability that can be possessed without virtualization is very important; while the latter is cursing Ulquiola for his cowardly behavior-because he is afraid of Kurosaki Kazushou’s unpredictable future It's really useless to kill the opponent without strength.

Aizen did not comment on this, but said lightly that Kurosaki Kazushou would not die.

Yes, Kurosaki Kazushou not only did not die, but came up alive and broke his own bones, and then returned to Xuye Palace with a relaxed expression on his face, as if he was on a trip leisurely.

Ulquiola looked down at his recovered right hand, with no expression on his paralyzed face.

"That's the way it is. Kazushou Kurosaki came back to life, gave up resistance and came to Xuye Palace with Orihime Inoue, and became a hostage for us to study." After speaking, he took a few steps back and stood back in the teams on both sides among.

"It's not a hostage, it's a 'guest'." Kazuo raised his hand to express his opposition to Ulquiola, and retorted solemnly.

"Little Wuwu, even your BOSS said we were 'guests' and expressed a 'welcome' to us, so please pay attention to your words—what kind of hostage, x your sister!"

Ulquiorra: "..."

Grimmjow glanced sideways at Ulquiola beside him, snorted, and sneered with disdain and contempt: "A small task has been delayed for dozens of days because of your mistakes. , oh, Ulquiorra, you are simply trash!"

"I don't think you have the right to criticize me, Grimmjow." Ulquiola didn't even look at the people around him, but the words he said hit the nail on the head, "A man whose left arm was crippled because of his own stupidity He is not qualified to tell me what to do." He turned his head and glanced at Grimmjow, and continued without haste.

"I doubt whether you still have the qualifications to become a Ten Blade."

"What did you say?!" Grimmjow's veins bulged out of anger, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared at Ulquiola in front of him, "You bastard, do you have the guts to say it again?!"

Ulquiola remained expressionless and did not reply, as if saying one more sentence would lower his style.

Grimmjow was completely irritated by Ulquiola's calm appearance. He roared like a wild beast ready to go, and when he was about to step forward to bite and devour this unsightly guy, suddenly there was a sound behind him. There was a soft exclamation!

"ah!"

It stands to reason that when you are extremely angry, you probably won't notice what the people around you are saying, let alone a soft exclamation.But Grimmjow was naturally vigilant, and the exclamation behind him really gave people goosebumps, so the original anger turned into an indescribable disgust and disgust.

This made Grimmjow, who was originally eager to fight, a little irritated. Turning around, it was no surprise to see one of the hostages brought back by Ulquiorra, that is, the woman who was trash to death. He stared at his broken arm in surprise.

"Damn, what are you looking at?!!"

Severely stimulated by Orihime Inoue's eyes that were too holy, Grimmjow felt his stomach churn, "Damn it, what kind of a fart is this woman?"Why should you look at him with that kind of pity?

"What the hell are you?!"

Inoue Orihime ignored Grimmjow's anger, because in her view, it was just the overly cautious precaution of the injured beast.

She smiled at him, approached slowly, and used the healing ability while the other was stunned, to restore the severed arm to its original state.

This repair process only takes a few minutes.

Watching the sneering and contemptuous eyes around her gradually disappear, Orihime Inoue's uneasy heart finally calmed down—fortunately, she was special enough to keep her alive.

Thinking of this, Orihime Inoue suddenly felt that Kazutoku Kurosaki standing beside her was so dazzling.She glanced slightly sideways, and when she noticed that Yishou glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally, her heart suddenly tightened.

Her face was pale, and she subconsciously covered her chest.

Is it a hallucination? Why does she think Kazushou Kurosaki can see clearly what is in her mind?

The good ones, the bad ones, the bright ones, the dark ones...

All were spied on clearly, naked and there was no room for cover.

Kazutoku Kurosaki glanced at Orihime Inoue who was staring at the ground in a daze, chuckled and ignored it, then turned his head and waved to Grimmjow who was staring at his lost left arm in a daze.

"Hi, long time no see!"

When I was watching Shinigami, Yishou felt that there were two popular characters in Pomian who were the most attractive——

One is the nihilistic Ulquiorra, referred to as little Ulquiorra;

The second is Grimmjow, who is fiery and straightforward, referred to as Little Leopard.

Kazuju felt that Ulquiola's character was the most special. If he wanted to study and think, he couldn't help but want to talk to him more. Although most of them were talking to himself, at least the other party would give him a response.

But this "favor" immediately dissipated without a trace after being "stabbed to death" by Ulquiorra.

Although Yishou is not dead now, but facing the murderer who once "killed" him, he always wants to make a hole in the opponent's body, and then kick him hard.After pinching the bones of Ulquiola's right hand, part of this resentment dissipated slightly, but there was still a little resentment gathered in his heart.

It’s not that he holds grudges too much. It’s okay if Ulquiola doesn’t put on that “resentful woman” look. At most, he can let go of his painful manly dignity and “reluctantly admit” that he is inferior to others and was killed. kill it.

But every time he saw Ulquiorra's overly "sorrowful" gaze and those green bulb-like eyes, he felt a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and he wanted to cough but couldn't. ——You bastard, I was "plugged to death" by you, I haven't cried yet, you are so fucking sad!

Yishou compared the two in his mind. Obviously, the fiery little leopard must be much better than the sad little grudge, so he was very happy to see Grimmjow.

He felt that in the future, he must establish a good relationship with this hot, impulsive and straightforward pure man. In the future, if he has the opportunity, he can join forces to besiege Ulquiola in order to avenge his "insertion" back then.

"Little Leopard, are you free later? Do you want to beat the grieving woman together?"

Grimmjow was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously opened his mouth to ask, "Ah? What are you talking about? What kind of resentful woman?"

Kazuju pointed at the paralyzed Ulquiorra standing in the line, and turned his head and grinned at Grimmjow. That evil and cunning appearance resembled a Q-version little devil with a horned head and a fork in his hand.

He showed his big white teeth, and the dazzling light almost blinded everyone's eyes——

"The resentful woman in the Ten Blades... Hey, you guys understand!"

Ulquiorra: "..."

Grimmjow: "..."

Aizen: "..."

Ichimaru Gin: "..."

Faceless crowd: "..."

Kazushou was obviously used to this kind of "cold silence", shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and curled his lips.

"Tch, don't tell me that you don't understand the meaning of 'resentful woman', hey." He paused, looked around and saw that still no one opened his mouth to speak, in desperation he could only scratch his head resentfully and grit his teeth He raised his head and yelled angrily: "I'm going to go! Forty blades in the face and a woman and a man, don't explain it!!"