The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 221 Blessings for the Gradually Dying Me
September nine.

early morning.

It was still dark, the window was gray, and the house was also dark.

An oval mirror stood upright on the table, and she sat in front of her, combing her waterfall-like hair over and over again, her neckline was not deliberately pulled down, and there was a very conspicuous and hideous scar on her fair neck.

The soreness and heat of that moment will still torture her to this day.

Even though the wound has healed long ago, the heart disease has never been cured.

Today, it finally came to an end.

Unozhihualie stopped combing her hair and decided to go early and wait indefinitely.

She got up, looked at Yong Yin who was lying on the bed, walked forward slowly, raised her short light purple hair with her hand, lowered her head and kissed her forehead, "Yong Yin, please bless me."

For me who is about to die as I wish...

The last tenderness appeared in her eyes, and then she turned around and walked out the door, reached out and grabbed the captain's haori on the hanger at the door, and put it on.

Tears flowed from her tightly closed eyes, and Huche Yuyin clenched the quilt tightly, and the complex emotions that emerged in her heart could not even be distinguished by herself.

He wants to respect Captain Unokana's decision, but also hopes that Shiraishi can successfully stop it.

It would be great if she could fall asleep. When she wakes up, everything will be settled, so that every minute and every second will not be full of suffering like now.

Unohana quickly walked to the entrance of Mao's underground prison. There were already ghosts waiting here, "Come with me, Captain Unohana."

"En." She nodded, Captain Yamamoto still understood her character, and knew to prepare someone to guard her here in advance.

The killing intent and fighting intent in her heart could not be suppressed gradually, looking up at the sky, it seemed that it could fill the sky.

It is obviously inappropriate to continue to stay in the fourth team.

She didn't want to show her hideous side in front of Yong Yin.

All the way to the lowest level of infinity.

After losing all the prisoners, the importance of this place is greatly reduced, and only one ghost is responsible for opening and closing the door here.

"Please, please come in."

The man's voice was full of tremors, it wasn't the pure white Captain Haori and Shiba's costume, he almost thought that this was a new prisoner who had been imprisoned without a trace.

The lowered eyebrows, covered with shadows, are more depressing and desperate than the sky covered by black clouds.

Just looking at it will freeze your soul.

Unohanaretsu stepped into the open door without a sound. The inside is very wide, the ground is hard rock, and the edge is a layer of darkness.

She raised her head and gazed into the darkness, waiting for the oncoming opponent.

The seamless door closed again.

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The eleventh team, the team house.

The beast woke up.

"what."

Similar to usual, he yawned lazily, his tall and thin body sat up from the straw mat, and his messy black hair hung down his back.

He didn't care, just scratched it twice, and there was no noisy sound outside the house.

How many people are not used to it.

Zaraki Kenbasho opened the sliding door, and there was a dark group of people standing in the sunny courtyard.

"Good morning, Captain Saraki."

They knelt down together, kowtowed solemnly, and greeted in the way of Tuxiazuo, more polite than usual.

"Tsk," Zaraki Kenpachi let out a dissatisfaction, "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Everyone knows that you and Captain Unohana are fighting in Wujian today."

Yumi Ayasegawa walked over, his Zanpakuto was still in the hands of Mojo Soya, he could only hang the empty scabbard on his waist, holding a table with his hands on which was a hearty breakfast.

Madarame raised his bald head and shouted: "Captain Saraki, please let us watch the battle with you?"

"No."

Saragi Kenpachi refused, holding up the bowl.

A pink head emerged from behind, blinking, silently expressing its desire to see.

"You can't do it either, just stay here for me."

Zaraki Kenpachi refused again, unlike before, he knew the strength of Unohana Yachiryu very well, and he knew that if he went this time, he would definitely die.

This is the final battle, and he doesn't want anyone to disturb him.

Madarame gritted his teeth and said, "Captain Saraki, you will win, right?"

"Idiot." Zaraki Kenpachi cursed, and Madarame's face showed joy, and the next sentence defeated the joy, "This kind of thing can only be known after the war."

I didn't say that I would definitely win... Madarame's heart gradually sank.

The news that Captain Fourth wanted to fight Captain Saraki was the first to come, and everyone thought it was a joke.

Why should the captain of the medical squad fight with the captain of the combat squad?
No one took it seriously until Saragi Kenpachi, who heard the news by chance, showed a serious expression on his face, and stepped up his kendo practice.

Everyone realized that something was wrong.

Yumi Ayasegawa made a detailed investigation, read various documents, and came to a shocking result.

The first Kenpachi's name is Unohana Yachiryu, but this name is not his real name, but a pseudonym.

The source of the name is that the first Kenpachi defeated all the schools of the soul world at that time with his own power, and mastered their profound meanings, so he called himself Yaqianliu.

This also led to a major rift in the world of corpses and souls, which was originally prosperous in swordsmanship, and the masters were basically killed, entering an unprecedented decline, leaving only Genryu Yamamoto Genryuzai.

And the real name of Unohana Yachiryu is Unohana Lie.

Is this a coincidence?
The corner of Madarame hoped so, he boldly asked: "Captain Unohana, is she the first Kenpachi, Unohana Yachiryu?"

Zaragi Kenpachi was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't hide anything, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then please follow the rules and let us witness by the side!"

"It's long-winded, even if you say no, don't make me repeat it a second time."

After Zaraki Kenpachi roared, he didn't care about the rules or irregularities, and just buried his head in eating.

After eating all the breakfast on the desk, he stood up, grabbed his Zanpakuto, dropped the scabbard, and left with the knife on his shoulder.

Caolu Baqianliu raised his head and said, "Small sword."

He paused slightly.

"You are the strongest, I will wait here for your return."

"Captain Saraki, I wish you prosperous martial arts!"

The rest of the soldiers shouted.

"Tsk." Saragi Kenpachi didn't answer, and continued to leave with the sword in his hand.

When he reached the gate of the [-]th team, he didn't walk slowly, but with his feet hard, he rushed towards the sign of the confession palace.

Running, he found that the distance didn't seem to be getting closer at all, but was opening up instead.

No, usually getting lost is because of Yaqianliu's random command.

How could he get lost?

Zaragi Kenpachi stopped, looked at the dead end in front of him, and then at the Repentance Palace, "It's really troublesome."

It's better to rush all the way through, it will be faster.

He turned, smashed through the wall of the road, and ran straight for the Penance Palace.

Bang, bang, Zaragi Kenpachi stopped suddenly, and a person stood in front of him, "You are really enough. Fortunately, I waited for you at the main road, and you ended up going around to the [-]th Division."

"I almost couldn't stop it."

Baishi complained a few words, then said seriously: "Let's have a talk, Gengmu."

(End of this chapter)