The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 339 Be My Son
This is Kurosaki Ichigo's first murder.

In the past, when he was wandering outside, he always killed Xu in the wilderness, or repelled hostile people.

This time it was a violent murder.

"Ha ha."

Kurosaki Ichigo panted heavily, not regretting his decision in his heart.

This kind of scum is not worthy of death.

He threw the tongue in his palm to the grass in disgust, and began to walk back instead of running.

The spirit pressure just now was consumed too much.

While holding the explosion, he wanted to turn the knife and leave.

Kurosaki Ichigo felt tired both physically and mentally, and doubts arose in his mind, why did this happen?

Obviously there are ghosts watching from the side, people don't unite, it can be said that they are afraid of attracting the attack of super giant ghosts.

It would be incomprehensible to massacre villages.

Aside from the virtual danger, the world's ecological environment is not so bad that people need to fight for it.

However, some people still want to fight and grab, just to show their strength?
Holding the knife in his hand, Kurosaki Ichigo stepped out of the forest and saw the familiar houses and people, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

For the first time, he felt that this tattered mobile spiritual drive house was so handsome.

"Ichigo!"

Hun ran over anxiously, and said with concern, "Are you okay? It looks like you're seriously injured."

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Hun."

Kurosaki Ichigo continued forward, walked to the red wall, raised his head and said, "Mr. Shiraishi, if you defeat Aizen, will the world return to normal?"

Baishi sat on the edge of the turret, his feet dangling outside, "You have to find the answer yourself."

"Of course."

Yamamoto Genryuzai stood on the top of the semi-circular turret and gave a different answer, "I will restore the original order of the world."

The Seiring Court is destroyed, so it will be rebuilt again.

It's not that Yamamoto Genryuzai has never created a business. Seireitei was poor and empty back then, and it was not because of him that he started to support the scale and order of Seireitei later.

The same is true in today's world.

"Yeah, then I'll try it too."

Kurosaki Ichigo lowered his head, thinking about the tragedy in the cave, how desperate should those people be when they were tortured and killed by that scum?

The mother's son's death...

His eyes are lowered.

After regaining the power of the Quincy that belonged to her mother, there is one more thing to do, defeating Aizen.

"Young people, you can do whatever you want, that's your freedom, and you have to bear the consequences that follow."

Shiraishi smiled and said, he still admires Kurosaki Ichigo, to what extent?

It made him want to say the classic line of Whitebeard, be my son.

However, there is a high probability that it will be rejected.

He didn't bother to talk, turned his head and said, "Orihime-chan~ come here and help Ichigo heal."

"Okay." Orihime Inoue replied from a distance, put the shovel on the ground, turned around and ran back to the house, and began to heal: "Shuangtian Guidun, I refuse."

This is not the first time for Kurosaki Ichigo to be healed, and he is still amazed by his ability. Not to mention the healing of the wound, even the death costume has been restored to its original state, the blood is invisible, and he returned directly to his pre-war appearance.

"It's amazing, Inoue, your ability is really amazing."

"Hey, I can only do these things."

Inoue Orihime smiled, her confidence in treatment was the same as that in cooking, she would not lose to anyone.

Kurosaki Ichigo raised his head and said: "Mr. Shiraishi, let's continue training. In the battle just now, I felt Zan Yue's power pouring into my body."

"no problem."

Baishi jumped down from the edge of the turret, pulled out the Zanpakuto from his waist, and said, "Go ahead."

Kurosaki Ichigo took a deep breath, stepped forward, and before the person arrived, Zhan Yue threw it out first.

Baishi turned slightly to avoid Zhanyue, and swung the golden blade towards a neck guard. He squatted down suddenly, tightened the bandage with his hand, and swung Zhanyue obliquely.

The timing is just right.

In just a few days, the strength can show such a leap.

Baishi had to boast that his aptitude was very good, so he stopped the knife and held Zhanyue instead.

boom.

The two swords clashed, and the burst of Reiatsu was like a hurricane, curling up Orihime Inoue's temples.

Her eyes are full of tenderness, Kurosaki-kun is really strong to cheer up so quickly.

Unlike her, when thinking of the scene inside the cave, she couldn't help but feel chills, worrying about Zierni in the distance, worrying about her brother, and worrying about Longgui.

What should they do if they also encounter this kind of unreasonable brutal violence?
Frightened just thinking about it.

But she also understood why her brother asked her to follow Mr. Baishi and others.

That is, I hope her ability can help and bring the world back to the way it was before.

Only in this way can Zuerni gain real safety.

Inoue Orihime took a deep breath, didn't continue to look, turned around and went back to dig a hole.

That burly guy who looks scary is also here to help.

The two of them worked together to dig a hole, and she used the ability of Shuangtian Guishien to restore the remnant body. It is impossible to save people, but at least they can be buried intact.

There is no way to crush the ones into minced meat, but to mix them and bury them.

Semicircular graves stood up in the mountains one by one, without names and without tombstones.

Inoue Orihime put his hands together, imitating the pastor of the church, praying for these people.

The tall and strong man sat on the ground, picked up a guitar that didn't fit his body, and played a sad tune with his thick fingers, followed by a low-pitched English song.

He has an artistic atmosphere that is different from his appearance.

At the end of the song, Inoue Orihime burst into tears. She is a sensitive person and can easily empathize with others.

After being rushed by this sad piece of music, I couldn't hold back my tears.

Chadu Yasutora put the guitar back into the guitar bag, got up and wanted to leave.

An old man with a long beard stopped him, "Taihu Chadu, my name is Genryuzai Yamamoto."

"Is there something wrong with me?"

Chadu Yasutora asked a question.

Yamamoto Genryuzai asked back: "Where do you want to go next?"

Chadu Yasutora replied truthfully: "Find the super giant void and destroy them."

"Oh, destroy Xu, that's our goal too, how about walking together?"

Yamamoto Genryuzai sent an invitation. He wanted to rebuild Seireitei, and the more combat power the better.

The character and strength of Chadu Taihu in front of him are all worthy of wooing.

Chadu Yasutora shook his head and said, "Sorry, I'm not used to walking with people."

"You are satisfied with your strength. It's a bit of a spectator, don't you want to become stronger?"

Yamamoto Genryuzai's squinted eyes opened, and a powerful Reiatsu attacked Chadu Yautora in an instant.

"!" His pupils dilated. In an instant just now, all his strength seemed to be sucked away, and even standing became difficult.

This old man is no ordinary person!

"How? In this world, if you want to achieve justice, you must have power."

Yamamoto Genryuzai stretched out his hand, "Come with us."

"Ah."

Chadu Yautora stretched out his hand.

(End of this chapter)