Bleach: Stir Up the Situation

It seemed that a beating was no longer enough to wake up this idiot brat. Rukia became inexplicably irritable. If the situation allowed, she would definitely not spare Ichigo lightly, but unfortunately the situation did not allow it.

"Stand back, Ichigo."

"Huh? What are you talking about!"

Ichigo didn't want to make a joke at this time, just like Rukia thought, he knew that he had to go to Hirako to solve the guy in his body, and now he is no different from before.

He will not be afraid of not being able to protect his companions, so letting Chadu go is a good preparation, even if he dies, he will not let Pomian hurt Chadu again. And he also wants Rukia to leave too, after all, the other party has lost the power of death in this world.

"I said leave it to me, you go first." It's a pity that Rukia wasn't joking with him, even if what she's doing now should be the exact words, "What you just said is too hurtful."

"This will make it possible for some people who should not have died before the battle has begun."

In fact, there is no problem in letting Chadu leave first, I believe he can understand that such a battle is almost equivalent to death at his level.

But Rukia doesn't have the time to talk too much nonsense with Ichigo now, and she obviously doesn't think of Chadu as a drag, but what she said sounds so harsh, it's hard to guarantee that Chadu won't do something stupid.

Even if Chadu was to be protected, it would be extremely stupid to let him leave without a destination like this. You must know that he is one of the targets of the front, and no matter which battlefield he rushes into next, it is easy for one's own people to show up.

Chadu may die, or there may be unnecessary casualties in order to protect him. Even Ichigo, who is invincible, may die. These sacrifices are completely avoidable.

She doesn't expect Ichigo to wake up immediately, Rukia only hopes that Ichigo can calm down as much as possible, cowardice is better than continuing to be brave. Now that the scars are already full, let's put down the burden for the time being, and this time, let her protect the confused fool, just like he once did.

Looking at Rukia who was wearing a deadly costume and holding a knife in front of him, Ichigo was a little confused.

It was the same night as the scene when I saw Rukia more than two months ago. This self-proclaimed god of death, who looked like a little girl, was holding a knife and guarding him behind him with firm eyes.

"You, your Death God's power has recovered?"

Before Ichigo could finish his sentence, Rukia suddenly pushed him away with a palm, and a white shadow flashed in front of her in an instant. The person who confronted Ichigo before seemed to have sensed Ichigo's flaw, so I made a decisive move.

"Lukia!" Ichigo looked at the two people covered by the smoke and shouted loudly. He didn't know if Rukia was okay, because he didn't notice the other party's attack just now.

"I'm fine!" Rukia's response reassured Ichigo.

It’s okay to be okay, but the situation isn’t too good either. This kind of speed, as well as powerful strength, is really hard to believe that this person in front of him, with a huge white cloth cap on his head, and a slightly thin figure can do it.

Also, is that a hand? Rukia looked at what looked like a sharp awl on her body, did this guy think that he didn't even need to draw a knife to deal with them?

Madness! Rukia gritted her teeth and stepped back with her right foot in order to counterattack.

Unexpectedly, the Pomian on the opposite side also stopped the attack at the same time, and with a sudden flick of the right hand, Lucia was thrown backwards.

The air is the most dangerous, but this is for the world of corpses and souls. There are many impurities in the air in this world, and the god of death can use spiritual power to fight in mid-air.

With strength on her waist, Rukia abruptly spun around in the air, kicked her feet in the air, and slashed heavily at the broken face on the ground with both hands holding up the Zanpakutō.

You just defended hastily just now, and didn't cut off your hand directly. Do you dare to catch it with your hand this time?

Pomian seemed to be able to read Rukia's heart, and he blocked his head with his right hand as if competing. Rukia's heavy slash from the sky just made him bend back, without even cutting through a layer of skin.

Before Rukia could think about the countermeasures, the opponent kicked again. Rukia, who wanted to fight back with the same kick, felt her heart tighten suddenly. Being able to block her Zanpakuto with her bare hands meant that the opponent's body was almost There are weapons everywhere, and this kick will definitely not have any good results.

Putting her left hand on the blade and pressing it hard, Rukia will then dodge the opponent's upward kick with this force, and the whole person will turn towards Pomian behind her.

Na Pomian didn't expect Rukia to respond in such a way, and it may be because Rukia seemed a little caught off guard by her sudden change of move, and finally reacted when she knew that the opponent was stabbing again after landing.

While turning his hands, he turned his left palm upright, and just as he was about to grasp the blade in his palm, he found that his five fingers that had been folded together were missing.

Rukia, who looks menacing, is like a bee resting on the stamen, and immediately incites to scurry in the air whenever there is a turmoil. She is cautious but unable to resist the temptation of the stamen. She is really an interesting woman.

"Breaking No. 16, Dee Roy."

Dee Roy? NO.16? Rukia stabbed out again. Although she didn't understand what the number 16 meant, and she didn't know why the other party would suddenly report her name, she still responded with the customary etiquette: "Squad Thirteen, Kuchiki ..."

"You don't have to give your name." Di Roy said, tilting his head to avoid the oncoming knife, and then swept away with his right foot like a whip. Lucia had to block the knife, but was kicked away by the kick go out.

"It would be too troublesome if we had to ask the names of everyone who will be killed one by one."

Di Roy smiled and explained that death in the virtual circle is too common. For each life in it, there may be only one death, but the killings are countless. I am afraid there will be no time to waste it. Hard-won reason, to remember everyone who died at their own hands, the same kind?

Even telling the other party your name is meaningless. But this is a kind of etiquette, which belongs to the virtual etiquette. Food does not need a name. You only need to remember the name of the person who killed you, because this is also your name in the future, and it will be regarded as an honor without regret. die.

At least, this is the etiquette that belongs to De Roy, and it is also the etiquette that belongs to everyone under Lord Grimmjow. After all, they have all become part of the king, and the king has always been their pride and has never changed!

Death is sometimes a gift and an honor. Now, De Roy is willing to give gifts and honors to Rukia's meaningless death.

But this is a bit wishful thinking, no, Rukia doesn't understand the etiquette that belongs to Xu at all, in his view, it's just the opponent's disdain.

You may not be able to defeat the opponent even if you try your best, but even if you lose, you must lose in the respect of the enemy!

"How about this, you just need to remember the name of my knife."

Rukia was holding Zanpakuto in her right hand, as if to let Di Roy see the appearance of the knife clearly, while slowly turning her wrist, she whispered softly, "Let's dance!"

"Sleeve Shirayuki."

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