"boom"

The powerful spirit light arrow instantly shattered most of Xu Bai's head, and even half of the horn mask was broken, revealing No Taisuke's young and handsome face.

As the power of the void in his body was temporarily eliminated, Nodasuke regained some consciousness, looked at the short-haired girl in front of him, and sighed with difficulty: "In the end... was he released by the Quincy? This is really... pitiful!"

"What?", the short-haired girl was slightly startled, wondering why this "humanoid" could suddenly speak!

"But I still have to thank you, Quincy! Then... run away!" No Taisuke could no longer suppress the hollow power that was coming out of his body again. He could only murmur a few words in a low voice before decisively choosing to self-destruct.

!

"Huh?", the short-haired girl looked at the "Humanoid Hollow" in front of her in surprise, and saw that the hole in its body suddenly expanded violently, and a blend of black and blue power continued to overflow -

"Idiot! Get away!!" Isshin Shiba screamed. Regardless of his own injuries, he jumped in the direction of the short-haired girl, and then forcibly protected her with the spiritual pressure wall——

"boom!"

The power of the Hollow and the Shinigami in Notasuke's body finally expanded to the extreme, and a sudden explosion occurred. There was only a loud noise, and a huge wave of air visible to the naked eye shot out in all directions!!

"Self-destruction?! How is this possible..." Dongxian muttered to himself.

"It's getting more and more interesting." Aizen smiled slightly, and then said to Ichimaru Gin and Tosen Kaname: "After such a long quarrel, Soul Society should take some action! So, Gin, Kaname, is back!

"

"Hey, this night is really worth it, Captain Aizen!" Ichimaru Gin followed Aizen into the boundary gate with a smile, and then disappeared.

"Hmph, you're an eyesore!" Tōsen Kaname groaned secretly, glared hatefully at Shiba Isshin who was lying on the ground, and then disappeared into the world-transmitting gate...

And on the ruins at their feet, Zhibo Yishin fell to the ground covered in blood, and a pool of dark red blood flowed under him...

"Um...are you okay?" the short-haired girl asked worriedly.

Just now she watched from a distance as Shiba blocked most of the power of Ningxu's self-destruction with his own strength, and then fell to the ground dying, so she felt grateful and distressed for the former in her heart.

"Hey, it's so embarrassing. Captain Tangtang was actually saved by a girl..." Isshin Shiba, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, raised his head slightly and said with a grin.

"That's not the case... If you hadn't protected me just now, I wouldn't have been so seriously injured!" The short-haired girl ran over and used Quincy's medical skills to treat Shiba Isshin.

"Ah! Then we don't owe each other anything! Right?" Shiba Yishin said with a playful smile.

"Don't move, I'm helping you heal!"

"Ah... thank you so much!" Zhibo lay down on the ground obediently, letting the short-haired girl bandage his wounds. After a while, he asked again: "By the way, miss... who are you? You can actually do this?"

Kill that guy single-handedly!"

"I am...", the short-haired girl hesitated for a moment, and then said solemnly: "My name is Masaki Kurosaki, and I am a Quincy!!"

After finishing speaking, Kurosaki Masaki looked at Shiba Isshin nervously, fearing that the other party would have a terrible reaction after hearing that he was a Quincy of the "Death Vengeance"——

But on the contrary, when Isshin Shiba heard Kurosaki Masaki's name, he giggled: "Oh, it turns out to be a Quincy. This is the first time I've seen it! I always feel like I've earned it!"

"Eh? So that's what you think?" Kurosaki Masaki has been indoctrinated by pure-blood Quincy since he was a child with the idea that "for Quincy, Death is far more hateful than Hollow", so for Quincy

The God of Death has always been kept at a respectful distance.

If she hadn't suddenly felt three powerful and unfamiliar spiritual pressures emerging from Karakura Town tonight, she probably wouldn't have come to the Shinigami's aid without permission.

"Huh? Then what should I think?" Isshin Shiba scratched his head and looked at Kurosaki Masaki and asked.

"No, it's nothing..." After Masaki Kurosaki worked hard to treat Shiba's wounds and blood stains, he breathed a sigh of relief, then looked around and said strangely: "Just now... there should be another Shinigami injured, right?"

"Ah!" Shiba sat up with difficulty, looked around, and suddenly remembered something, so he said with a smile: "I seem to have left you somewhere in Naruki City... Then I also thought

Can’t get up! Hahaha…”

"Idiot!" Kurosaki Masaki rolled his eyes at Shiba Isshin, then stood up and looked in the direction of Naruki City, and said worriedly: "Really... I hope he will be fine too!!"

"Don't worry! That guy is the only Shinigami who has been stationed in Naruki City for ten years, so he won't be killed so easily!" Isshin Shiba said confidently.

"Really?" Kurosaki Masaki thought to himself: But now he can no longer feel his spiritual pressure at all... Will it really be okay?

…

At the same time, thirty miles away in the landmark building of Choihara in Naruki City, the severely injured Fuugami Taichi was lying motionless on the ground. Even his breathing was very weak, as if he was about to lose his life.

"Da da da"

At the right time, a string of tiny wooden clogs sounded, and a middle-aged man wearing a dark green short coat and a white and green fisherman's hat appeared out of nowhere.

He was pulling on his wooden clogs and yawning as he walked slowly towards here, as if taking a leisurely stroll, followed by a very tall man.

"Da da da"

"Ta-da...pa-chi!"

The middle-aged uncle seemed to be startled. He quickly raised his right foot and exclaimed in surprise: "Oh, oh, oh, I seem to have stepped on something!"

"That's not a thing, store manager! To be precise, it's a god of death!" The tall man adjusted the reflective glasses on his face and said seriously.

"Huh? You said this is a god of death?!" The middle-aged man slowly put down his right foot, then took out a mini folding fan and opened it with a "snap", covering his chin covered with stubble.

"That's right!", the tall man nodded heavily.

"But...why do I feel like he looks like a dog!"

As the middle-aged uncle spoke, he raised his cane with his other hand and touched Feng Shen Taiyi, pretending to be shocked and said: "Oh, he is really a god of death, he scared me!"

"Store manager, stop pretending! Isn't it that we came all the way from Karakura Town to save people?"

The tall man said in a deep voice: "It's better to act quickly! If Soul Society discovers his whereabouts here, it will be in trouble!

"Oh...", the middle-aged uncle put away the folding fan, stared at Feng Shen Taiyi on the ground, and said, "But, I don't think it is needed anymore."

"Why?"

"Because... if we had come a little later -", the middle-aged uncle looked at Fengshen Taiyi closely and said meaningfully: "The wound of this god of death would have been completely healed!"

"How is that possible?", the tall man looked at Fengshen Taiyi in surprise, and saw that the wound on the latter's back was still bloody, obviously not like the "healing" the man said.

"Ah haha..." The middle-aged uncle squatted down, then picked up the folding fan and knocked Feng Shen Taiyi on the head, and said softly: "Wake up, you god of death who is pretending to be dead."

"...", but Feng Shen Taiyi didn't react at all, lying on the ground as if he had really "died", and even his breathing that was still alive stopped abruptly.

"Oh ho ho... It seems he is really dead!" The middle-aged uncle spread his hands and said to the tall man: "Then, take him back and bury him!"

"Well!", the tall man came over, glanced at Fengshen Taiyi, and then asked: "Store manager, is it the same as usual?"

"Yeah! As usual!"

"Ok!!", the tall man came over eagerly, and then dug his hands into the apron around his waist, as if he was looking for something.

"Wait a minute, what's the same as usual?!" Feng Shen Taiyi suddenly opened his eyes and asked.

"Ah haha...", the middle-aged uncle faked a few laughs, and then said seriously: "It's just like your skull will be opened at once, God of Death!"

"Stop it, uncle!" Taichi Fuugami knew that the middle-aged uncle in front of him was Urahara Kisuke: the former captain of the 12th division and the first director of the Technology Development Bureau. In theory, he was a "good guy" with no good intentions.

And the other tall man is the original great ghost master of Soul Society, Gobhisei Tessai. He was wanted by Seireitei many years ago for "assisting several important criminals to defect from Soul Society"!
Chapter completed!