Death: Then stood in the sky.

"whispering sound."

Matsumoto Rangiku pouted and picked up Nel, who was blinking her eyes: "Isn't Nel an Adjuchas? Why is she so weak? I feel like I could easily defeat her with just one finger."

Nel, who had been enjoying herself, puffed out her cheeks, wanting to look directly at Matsumoto Rangiku and let her feel her anger... but she was blocked.

My vision was completely blocked by the overwhelming whiteness, which was like an abyss that devoured people's hearts.

What an evil thing!

No wonder Seiji always couldn't help but keep his eyes on this place!

"Don't underestimate Nel, Rangiku." Looking at the wicked older sister who was rubbing Nel's face, Aoshi kindly reminded her.

Don't be fooled by Nel's current weakness; she's easy to bully. Once she accumulates enough spiritual pressure and returns to Vastod, she'll be a top-tier fighter.

"What, does she think she can pin me to the ground and make me meow?"

Matsumoto Rangiku remained completely unmoved, refusing to believe that the frail Nel could suppress the invincible Rangiku boss.

Goodness, you're the one who always courts death.

Aoji silently mourned for Matsumoto Rangiku for a few seconds.

Matsumoto Rangiku chuckled and rubbed Nel for a while before putting her back next to Seiji.

Then came a moment of silence.

Sensing the strange atmosphere, Seiji turned his head and noticed that Matsumoto Rangiku's mood was off; she was very depressed.

She kicked off her shoes and tore off her white socks, revealing slender ankles and calves that shone with white light. Her feet, painted with red nail polish, were gently lifted, revealing a healthy pale pink color.

She sat down on the other side of Seiji against the wall, picked up Seiji's pillow, buried her face in it, but a few seconds later, she leaned her head directly against it.

"Seisi, you said..."

"Are we going to die here?"

Matsumoto Rangiku's eyes were filled with worry. Even though she had not yet met this Hollow, it was not hard to tell that he was a monster just from the fact that the lingering malice he had left over could overwhelm her will.

Aoshi thought for a moment, "Have you ever watched a movie?"

Rangiku Matsumoto nodded.

She has actually watched a lot of human movies, some even in theaters. Of course, those were definitely not things she skipped work for; Rangiku loves working the most.

"Do you know that you're raising a flag right now?" Aoshi asked.

"Raise a flag?" Matsumoto Rangiku asked in surprise.

"that is......"

Aoshi organized his thoughts a little, "You are on a plane, and the captain is saying on the intercom that he has been flying safely for twenty years and today is his last flight. After that, he can retire."

"Someone next to me was taking out a photo and sharing it, saying that this was his fiancée, and that he was going back to prepare for their wedding."

"On the other side, there was a man texting his girlfriend, saying in a nonchalant tone that he always buys insurance, and only forgot to buy it this time, and it's okay."

"Further away, I could hear the flight attendants talking. Someone was threatening to get off the plane, saying he had seen something in his dream."

"When you turn your head, you see the black man in the back seat flashing a bright white smile and saying, 'Hey, Man.'"

"Then something bad is bound to happen next."

Matsumoto Rangiku was completely dumbfounded.

She thought about it carefully and realized that such plots often appeared in the movies she had watched.

But she only went to the movie to see the little skirt!

"So you're saying all this to prevent me from making a move?" Matsumoto Rangiku, who had just learned a new word, looked touched and slightly raised her head to look at the profile of the man beside her.

Qing Si hesitated for a moment, "Not really, it's just that if you stand up for me and take the fall, then I'll probably be safe and sound."

Matsumoto Rangiku: "???"

She immediately looked up and glared at him, but the jerk's gaze shifted and he looked in another direction.

Rangiku Matsumoto was nearly driven mad with anger.

"Are you feeling better now?" Aoshi suddenly asked.

Hearing this, Matsumoto Rangiku was taken aback. She then realized that the overwhelming pressure she felt had subsided under the man's teasing.

So, it was just to relax?

That idiot.

Matsumoto Rangiku's lips curled up slightly.

"Random Chrysanthemums".

Feeling the man beside her stand up, Matsumoto Rangiku looked up at the sound and then heard him say softly, "You won't die."

Matsumoto Rangiku looked up, moved, and saw Seiji staring at her without blinking.

What are you looking at?

Matsumoto Rangiku lowered her head, then immediately put her bent legs down, glaring angrily at the stinky man in front of her.

Aoshi smacked his lips, looking regretful.

He remembered the steamed buns he had eaten before, which were made like meat buns, not only beautiful but also delicious.

"Looks like I really need to teach you a lesson."

Enraged and humiliated, Matsumoto Rangiku pounced on Seiji, pinning him to the ground, locking his neck, and pressing her forehead against his: "You'd better be prepared! I'll never let you stand up again!"

Just then, the door suddenly opened, and Shiba Isshin walked in laughing.

"Hey, I'm back, I'm back. Although I got a scolding from the captain, I'm still alive."

"You...you..."

Seeing the two people almost intertwined, Shiba Isshin's jaw dropped to the ground; he was completely dumbfounded.

He snapped out of his daze and, speaking with the wisdom of someone who's been through it all, said earnestly, "At least remember to close the door. You two continue, I have something to do..."

"Hey, what are you doing? Why did you draw your sword?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll kill you right now!"

"Grey Cat! Execute him!"

Shiba turned and fled in a disheveled manner, but the rampaging gray smoke engulfed him like a tornado.

next second.

The screams echoed through the sky.

Chapter 73 Let's duel, let's risk our lives!

Shiba Isshin, with a shoe print on his face, looked melancholy.

He felt he was being bullied.

He was still bullied by his vice-captain.

Seiji is so good; he knows how to take care of himself. It's just a pity that he refuses to join my squad.

Sipping the hot tea handed to him by Aoshi, Shiba closed his eyes contentedly.

Then... a hand was stretched out in front of my eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Zhibo looked completely bewildered.

"Thank you for your patronage, here's the payment."

"Of course," said Aoshi.

"?"

Shiba was dumbfounded.

No, this costs money?

For some inexplicable reason, he suddenly felt that it was a good thing that Seiji hadn't agreed to join the 10th Division. If this guy and Matsumoto Rangiku were really together every day, the 10th Division would probably never have a peaceful day.

"I have already reported everything that happened here to the captain."

Zhibo suddenly changed the subject.

Seiji and Matsumoto Rangiku nodded in unison, and Shiba Isshin, who noticed this scene, thought of another word in his mind—collusion.

"Besides that, there is another thing."

Shiba looked intently at Seiji.

A sudden, frantic warning from his instincts caused Aoshi's eyes to widen; he already sensed something was wrong.

Sure enough, the next second...

The cruel reality was laid bare before Aoshi.

Shiba Isshin frankly said, "I also told the Captain about your strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Si's heart skipped a beat, and he stood frozen in place.

Shiba Isshin was still laughing: "That old man didn't say anything, but you know that's just his personality. He's unmoved even if the sky is falling. But I know him too well. He was actually very happy."

I know that old man very well.

He gets scolded at the drop of a hat, and occasionally he's called to the First Division's dojo to get a couple of beatings from Genryu. Although he doesn't really like getting beaten up for nothing, his incredibly powerful Oni Bullet was inspired by Genryu.

So Shiba Isshin could tell at a glance that the old man was very happy and gratified, and even stroked his beard three more times than usual.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" At this moment, Shiba Isshin suddenly asked, noticing that Aoji had been silent all along.

"..."

Aoshi remained silent, his face filled with a withdrawn expression.

Shiba Isshin laughed heartily: "Are you too happy? There's no need to thank me too much."

"I'm happy?"

"Yes, I'm so happy."

Aoshi smiled.

Seeing this, Shiba Isshin smiled, realizing he had done another good deed.

But... why is Ukitake Seiji's smile so sinister?

and many more!

There's a murderous aura about him!

"Hey, Aoshi, what kind of look is that?"

"And this murderous aura and spiritual pressure... you don't actually intend to draw your sword and kill me, do you?"

Shiba Isshin suddenly started swallowing and carefully backed away step by step.

"Shiba Isshin".

"Qing Si suddenly said."

When Shiba's name was called, he paused in his steps as he secretly tried to run away.

Seiji drew his Zanpakuto and pointed it at him: "Let's duel, risk your lives."

Shiba Isshin broke down: "Why?!"

"There's no reason why, I just want to kill you, that's all!"

You son of a bitch!

Why did Lao Tzu conceal his true strength?

Isn't it just so that it won't be so conspicuous?