The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 352 I Am A Sage In A Sage State

Baishi watched her leave without saying a word, picked up a slice of iced watermelon, and continued to nibble on it.

The cicadas on the pine trees kept singing.

He thought back to the madness of the afternoon, inside the house, embracing each other, immersed in the feast of body and mind.

It was like a dream.

The traces in the house have disappeared, the beauty has left, and he is left here alone to eat watermelon.

How vain is life?
Why do I think so much?Philosophy?lonely?

No, it's simply a sage state with his pants up.

Shiraishi spit out a string of watermelon seeds, aiming towards the pond, taking pleasure in hitting those stones.

After the watermelon was finished, he burped contentedly and lay down in the corridor with his arms outstretched.

The summer wind blew through the shadows, and it was also dyed a bit cool, and the thin chirping of cicadas floated into my ears.

Comfortable, he fell asleep directly here.

When he sensed that someone was approaching, he woke up from his drowsiness in his mind. He didn't open his eyes. He heard the sound of footsteps approaching. "If you wake up, don't act as an obstacle here. Do you want me to step on you?"

"It's so cold, you should learn how the prince kisses Sleeping Beauty and give me a wake-up kiss."

Baishi complained, but still didn't move away, like a caterpillar crawled to her feet, "Oh, it's an excellent scenery."

"Stop your perverted behavior, I'm going to cook dinner."

Uozhihua Lie stepped over his body, and he took advantage of the situation to wrap her around her like a snake, and hugged her neck from behind and said, "Lie, the skin I washed turned into boiled shrimp, but you didn't come."

"It's a little force majeure. Rukia's situation is worse than I imagined. I have to keep an eye on it all the time. Now I'm at the limit of turning my body before I can come out to cook."

Unozhihua patted his face with his hands, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will make it up to you tonight, no problem with any posture."

"Then what are you waiting for, I will help."

Shiraishi let go of his hand, no longer hindering her from cooking dinner, and wanted to help.

"Did the Broken Bee come here just now?"

Unozhihualie walked and asked him a question.

Shiraishi was stunned by the jumpiness of the topic, and said: "Well, she brought a news that she found three places where Kisuke Urahara was suspected to be hiding. She also said that Omaeda couldn't be sure, so she decided to do it herself."

Uozhihua said with a strong smile, "If she's on hand, it should be fine."

"hope so."

Shiraishi shrugged his shoulders. He noticed that the strength of the broken bee had increased, and it was still hopeless to fight against the guards of the Star Cross Knights or some of the Quincy divisions under the guards.

If you don't fight stealth, the problem is not too big, even O Maeda can inquire about the news.

There is no reason for the Broken Bee to plant.

"Have you ever tasted her lips?"

As Uozhihuali walked, he casually asked him a question.

Baishi didn't want to answer this proposition, but asked instead: "Am I that kind of person?"

"Hmph, cunning brat."

Uzhihua Lie smiled, and didn't expose the layer of paper. What she thought was that it would be nice to use this kind of question to tease Shiraishi once in a while, seeing his guilty expression.

When they arrived at the kitchen, the two of them got busy, and within 3 minutes, Baishi was kicked out, purely because they were helping more and more.

Baishi wondered, he was not such a waste in life before.

Could it be that he has not done those things for too long and has become depraved?
Damn, he wants to keep this depravity.

Baishi doesn't want to regain his glory, cooking or something is troublesome to death, and if he learns it, he has to say goodbye to Lie's craftsmanship.

Thinking of culinary skills, he thought of Nie Yinmeng, the food he cooked was full of color, flavor and taste, and it was not unbiased.

Orihime Inoue's cooking is purely exciting.

Half of Unohanaretsu's cooking is based on spiciness. He either thinks spicy dishes are not tasty, or occasionally wants to taste sauce-flavored dishes.

"God's Domain."

He raised his head, as if he wanted to see the entrance of that place from here, what would it look like?

Thinking about these messy questions in his mind, a pungent, spicy smell wafted from the kitchen.

"Ah." Baishi sneezed and hurriedly stood away.

"Come in and help serve the food."

Uozhihualie shouted out.

Shiraishi immediately returned to the kitchen, helped bring a large pot of bright red fish soup, used the front step to return to the hall, placed it on the table, and then returned to the kitchen.

From Kurosaki Ichigo's perspective, the table that didn't have a single dish before was suddenly filled with ten meat and four vegetarian dishes, as well as a spicy fish head soup.

"It's amazing. This time I stared at the table without blinking. I still couldn't see Captain Unokana's movements clearly."

Kurosaki Ichigo was amazed.

Baishi pulled away the chair, sat down and said, "This time I served it, it's normal that you can't see clearly."

Kurosaki Ichigo couldn't help but said: "Mr. Shiraishi, I wanted to ask a long time ago, with your strength, can you still beat Aizen?"

"I don't know. If it's Aizen from before, I'm somewhat sure, but I don't know now."

Baishi shook his head, he has learned all the forms of swastikas, hero levels, and spiritual pressure, and he has reached his own limit.

He is so powerful that even Yamamoto Motoryuzai can't beat him head-on.

But when it comes to Aizen, it's hard to say.

No one knows to what extent Aizen's current strength has reached.

Perhaps only when they actually meet each other can Shiraishi measure how powerful Aizen is.

And only he can.

The rest of God's Domain and Aizen are no longer in the same dimension, including Yuhabach who is still sleeping there.

"It feels so far away."

Kurosaki Ichigo sighed, and said rather depressedly: "My Swastika practice was not going well, and the longest time I persisted was 5 minutes under Zhan Yue.

Rukia, how is your swastika practice? "

"Oh, neither can I."

She simply replied, lowered her head, not interested in talking to anyone, her mind was full of Zhibo Haiyan's appearance.

That night, the feeling of the blade piercing through Master Haiyan was a nightmare that could never be overcome in a lifetime.

It would be very difficult for her to do that kind of thing again, even if it was a phantom.

"Lukia, you don't need to be nervous. We still have two days. If you keep working hard, you can still work hard to learn swastika."

Kurosaki Ichigo saw that something was wrong with Rukia's condition, and after clumsy encouragement, he turned to Chadu and asked, "How is your Fullbring practice?"

Chadu Taihu took a sip of the soup, and said simply: "It's okay, it's the first time I've been fighting with myself like this, and I feel like my body is awakening."

"Let's stop talking about it, eat a good meal, then sleep to recharge your spirits, and continue the next day."

Uzhi Huaretsu interrupted the conversation of several people and continued to mention the matter of practice, which was to stimulate Rukia.

Although I don't know exactly what happened, judging by that person's expression, it is definitely not a good thing.

"That's right, eat quickly." Baishi also greeted the four of them, and took the lead in eating.

(End of this chapter)