Death: I can become stronger by drinking alcohol

"Whoever is causing trouble here is looking for death!"

Abarai Renji stormed off.

If it was just a simple prisoner riot, it would only need to be suppressed.

However, this time, even the cells were occupied and disappeared out of thin air.

Renji Abarai cannot afford to take the blame for this.

The distance of tens of meters, in a blink of an eye, makes people feel like they have shrunk to an inch.

He drew out his Zanpakuto with his backhand and slashed straight at the black shadow in front of him.

"belch……"

The staggering figure let out a wine belch and fell to the left like a tumbler.

His feet were rooted to the spot and remained motionless.

boom!

The Zanpakutō in Renji Abarai's hand suddenly failed, and his expression froze as he looked at the figure who could dodge with difficult movements.

"It's you?"

"What? You said I'm going to peel fruit. Is this knife too dull?"

Kuroba spoke in a dreamy manner, smelling of alcohol, his body suddenly straightened up, and he slapped the Zanpakutō in Renji Abarai's hand with his backhand.

Renji Abarai was angry. The Zanpakutō was the standard equipment of the Shinigami. When had he ever been ridiculed like this? He quickly raised the Zanpakutō in his hand to block it.

"don't want!"

boom!

Renji Abarai was startled at first. The Zanpakuto he clenched tightly in his hand seemed to have been hit by a huge force.

Under the severe pain from the tiger's mouth, the whole person flew out.

At the same time, the Zanpakutō that was tightly clenched in his hand flew out and stuck diagonally on an ordinary wall, sinking into it completely.

Feeling the stinging sensation from the tiger's mouth, Abarai Renji stopped after taking seven or eight steps back, looking confused.

He didn't expect that Black Feather's casual slap would be so powerful that he couldn't even catch the knife in his hand.

For the God of Death, this is simply a great shame.

"Kuroba, calm down. I am Rukia. What is going on here? Where did the wine in your hand come from?" Rukia grabbed the Zanpakutō that was submerged in the wall.

She was worried that if the knife really fell into the hands of the drunken Black Feather, he would turn around and cut them like fruits.

However, after going back and forth several times, Lucia found that she couldn't pull it out with her little arms and legs alone.

"Hiccup, is it...Rukia?"

Kuroyu rubbed his head, as if he was trying hard to remember.

Finally, he showed a hint of realization and said: "You are my fiancée, and I am here to marry you this time..."

Originally looking at Kuroba who stopped and tried to remember, Renji Abarai breathed a sigh of relief and planned to find out from him what happened in the black cell.

However, now he just wants to kill people!

This is only the second meeting, and Lucia has become his fiancée. If they meet for the third time, will they give birth to a monkey?

"Rukia, get out of the way. I'm going to draw my sword and kill him. He's ruining the reputation of a noble!" Renji Abarai grabbed the Zanpakutō that was buried in the wall.

It jerked suddenly and hard.

In his eyes, the momentum at this time represented his anger.

Do not move?

Renji Abarai was confused.

As a god of death, he couldn't draw this Zanpakutō.

"What's wrong? Do you want to peel the fruit?"

Kuroba's voice came from behind Renji.

As chills ran down his spine, he soon saw a hand clasped on the handle of the knife.

Whoosh!

The Zanpakutō that had completely sunk into the wall was suddenly drawn out.

The shining blade fell into Black Feather's hand, which made people feel like the god of death was urging them to die.

Lucia was so surprised that she didn't dare to neglect at all and quickly took the blade back.

Fortunately, Kuroba was kind to her fiancée whom she recognized when she was drunk.

The Zanpakutō in his hand was quickly snatched away by Rukia.

Otherwise, when I think of Kuroba's huge strength and the sharpness of the Zanpakutō in his hand.

I'm afraid there's no need to peel the fruit, I can just cut them into sticks.

"Honey, why do you look like you have triplets?" Heiyu raised his head and took another sip of wine, then raised his fingers and made signs in front of him.

"I have so many fingers, it seems like I have thirty fingers..."

He looked at Kuroyu, who was swaying on the spot and would fall to the ground at any moment.

Renji Abarai exploded.

One moment she was a fiancée, now she is a wife.

This span is too big.

If you open your mouth next time, will it be cooked rice?

boom!

Renji Abarai tightened his grip on his Zanpakutō and rushed towards Kuroba again. This time it was completely different from before.

A trace of spiritual power circulated, and it was obvious that he was planning to use Shijie.

As a qualified Shinigami, most of his strength comes from his Zanpakutō.

To successfully graduate from Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy, you must master your own Shikai.

To become the captain of the 13th Guards Division, you need to know how to interpret swastika.

It can be said that now that Renji Abarai is using the power of his Zanpakutō, he is obviously using real fire.

This is the goddess he has been chasing, and it is simply a shame for Renji Abarai to be captured by someone with just a few words.

What's more, in Renji's eyes, Kuroba is very powerful.

However, it does not mean that one can truly fight against the Shinigami with Hakkake and Shunpo.

"Renji, no!"

Rukia was anxious.

However, Renji, who was standing behind him, had already taken the instant step and disappeared from the place like a ghost.

Appearing again, he has arrived in front of Kuroba. The Zanpakutō spiritual power in his hand is spinning, revealing the clues of his first solution.

"Hey, I didn't expect that something interesting like this would happen after I left for a while. It seems like it's the right time for me to come back."

A rough voice suddenly sounded.

Soon I saw a huge body and rushed to stop it.

His right hand reached down and directly grabbed the Zanpakutō in Renji's hand.

The spiritual power that had just been refined was gone in an instant.

"Captain Zaraki?"

Abarai Renji was taken aback, and all the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared.

He is not yet the vice-captain of the noble team in the original work.

Not long ago, Aizen was transferred from the 5th Division to the 11th Division as the sixth seat on the pretext of being unsuitable.

In his eyes, those ahead of him are monsters.

"Renji, you were impulsive and used Haigai on a junior. Is this an admission of your own shortcomings?" Madarame's katana also appeared in front of Kuroba.

However, Kuroyu had already fallen asleep, and there was no need for him to stop him.

Looking at the two people who suddenly appeared, Lucia's expression changed, and she quickly stepped forward and said: "Captain Zaraki, Madarame, the third seat, what just happened was all misunderstandings, we don't know what happened to this dark prison, they suddenly disappeared. Already..."

Facing the empty space in front of him, there were still prisoners lying on the ground.

Lucia couldn't find any words to explain for a moment.

She didn't believe that such a huge thing could suddenly disappear.

This is a black cell, used by Squad 11 to hold prisoners awaiting trial.

It can be said that it already existed when the Seireitei was founded, when the Gotei 13th Division was established.

Those long years can be described as thousands of years.

It is unknown how many prisoners have been imprisoned.

However, now it has disappeared all of a sudden. If they didn't see it with their own eyes, I'm afraid not many people would be willing to believe it.

However, if the disappearance of the black prison is connected with Kuroyu, this kind of connection is probably not possible, right?

At least, in Lucia's eyes, Kuroba was now like a puddle of mud, drunk and lying on the ground.

Isn't it unscientific to let a drunk man steal the dark cell?

The more she thought about it, the more Lucia confirmed this idea and statement.

After all, Kuroba was able to successfully obtain the assessment opportunity because of Ukitake Jushiro's commitment and responsibility. If the black prison suddenly disappeared, it would be related to Kuroba.

This would implicate Ukitake Jūshirō.

Rukia did not want to see this outcome.