Kurosaki Ichigo and others entered the Piercing Gate in a ray of light, but Kisuke Urahara still stood there and looked at the Piercing Gate in front of him, with a somewhat unknown meaning in his eyes.%

"Don't worry, they'll handle it."

Muyang Kimura walked up and patted Urahara Kisuke on the shoulder and comforted him, "And even if you are not at ease with them, isn't Yeichi still there to be with them? Although she usually likes to make funny things, she can still feel at ease in such matters."

"How could it be!"

Assistant Urahara shook his hand and a small paper fan appeared in his hand, covering his chin. Urahara Hisuke said in an exaggerated tone, sounding as slouched as ever, "I'm just amazed at my technique."

Muyang Kimura's mouth twitched slightly, this guy...

"You are no longer saved, the shy boy from that time will never be seen again."

"Oh, Oh, how could you say that, I'm so sad."

Looking at Urahara Kisuke's face that was not flat, Muyang Kimura was really unable to complain. He turned around and didn't look at Urahara Kisuke's face. Muyang Kimura was afraid that he would not be able to help but punch him.

"Forget it, let's do it, I'll leave first."

"Oh, Kimura Sang, if it's convenient, can you tell me your next action?"

Urahara Kisuke looked at Muyang Kimura's back as he left, and his tone was filled with laughter, replaced by solemnity.

"I don't have any plans yet, but I'd better go back and sleep first. I'm very tired during this period. Then, I'll probably meet old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time."

Muyang Kimura replied without looking back, then his body flashed and disappeared from Urahara Kisuke's sight.

"Old friend..."

Urahara Kisuke stared at the place where Muyang Kimura disappeared. He muttered these words in a low voice, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"In this way, I can really feel relieved and leave everything to you, Kimura Sang."

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Corpse Soul Realm, Flowing Soul Street.

A remote suburb.

The messy dead grass on the ground swayed in the bleak wind. Without any warning, a black crack appeared on the weed. Then the crack expanded and in the blink of an eye became a door that could accommodate a person passing through.

Step ~

A foot wearing black boots stepped out of the door, and then a man in a black windbreaker walked out from inside. The Zanpakura on his waist proved the person's identity as the god of death, but his outfit was obviously different from the ordinary god of death.

Without the iconic straw sandals and death domineering clothes, unlike the traditional clothes of the God of Death, the people's dress looks more fashionable and closer to the current dress. It is obvious that the dress of the God of Death has been persisting in thousands of years.

"The Soul Realm is really a nostalgic feeling!!"

Taking a deep breath of the air in the Soul Realm, Muyang Kimura sighed. Whether it is the fresh air that is not affected by modern industry or the spirit scattered in the atmosphere, Muyang Kimura felt refreshed.

Close his eyes and felt the breath of the Soul Realm. Muyang Kimura opened his eyes and identified the direction. Then he rushed to the Jingling Court. He was not here for vacation in the Soul Realm. Instead, he had a clear goal.

Judging from the plot of his previous life, Aizen is about to reveal his true face. After he lost the protection of his previous hypocritical mask, it is time for him to settle the score with him. Although he hates the intrigue and wits of his intrigue, it is obviously not something that Kimura Muyang is happy to see. Since he has come, he can't let him defect from the corpse soul world as easily as in the plot of his previous life. He always has to leave something behind.

In order not to let him go, of course I have to do something first. Although it is a bit unrealistic to solve him at one time, I always have to collect some interest first.

With all kinds of thoughts in his mind, Muyang Kimura kept stopping at his feet. In just a while, Muyang Kimura had already arrived at the periphery of Jingling Court. Looking at everything in Jingling Court in front of him, a strange emotion brewed in Muyang Kimura's heart.

The first area of ​​Liuhun Street is naturally the first area of ​​Liuhun Street. However, although Muyang Kimura was at the forefront of the first area and the closest place to Jinghun Pavilion, everyone seemed to have not seen him, whether it was the residents of Liuhun Street or the God of Death patrolling the inside of Jinghun Pavilion.

If you look closely, you will see layers of wind surrounding the outside of Muyang Kimura's body. After a series of optical reflections, although Muyang Kimura was standing there, the people outside could not see him at all. Although this was just a simple trick, it was unexpectedly practical to deal with ordinary people.

"It's really troublesome."

Although outsiders cannot see their bodies, the ordinary gods of death patrolling in the Jingling Court cannot see through their disguise, if they want to enter the Jingling Court, those people are not troublesome, and the real trouble is the murderous aura stone. The spherical protective cover formed by the fluctuations of the murderous aura stone encircles the entire Jingling Court. Even Muyang Kimura is not a simple thing.

Muyang Kimura raised his arm slightly, and a faint fluctuation arose. The wind surrounding Muyang Kimura's body suddenly dissipated, but neither the residents of Liuhun Street nor the god of death in Jingling Courtyard saw Muyang Kimura. Although Muyang Kimura was standing there, it seemed to be in a different space from them.

With his feet raised, without disturbing anything, Muyang Kimura walked into the Jingling Court, and the fluctuations caused by the murderous stone did not have any impact on him.

Walking into the Jingling Court, Mu Yang Kimura's body shook, and his body suddenly came out of the state he had just now. With his feet moving, Mu Yang Kimura's body instantly disappeared from the spot. With his speed and full force, even the captain could not easily grasp his whereabouts, let alone those ordinary teammen. Even if Mu Yang Kimura passed by them, they would not notice it at all.

A hundred years have passed, and the world has undergone earth-shaking changes, but there has not been much change in the Corpse Soul Realm. All layouts are still almost the same as those a hundred years ago. Although Muyang Kimura has left the Corpse Soul Realm for more than a hundred years, he has lived in the Corpse Soul Realm for nearly two hundred years before that. Even if he has left for a hundred years, the layout here is still clearly in Muyang Kimura's head.

Without identifying the direction at all, Muyang Kimura came to the place where he had been for more than a hundred years - the Tenth Team.

Looking at the brand new Tenth Team in front of him, Muyang Kimura suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart. A hundred years have passed, and all the team members who were still there were no longer there, either they died in the mission or they left the team and retired. The Tenth Team is completely unfamiliar to him, and there is no trace of his past existence at all.

Looking at the new Tenth Team in front of him, Muyang Kimura felt a sense of loss. As for what it felt, Muyang Kimura himself couldn't say. If he thought about it now, his decision back then seemed a bit hasty. Although he finally chose his friend and fled with Mako and the others, there were many of them because he was tired of the boring life in the Soul Realm of the Corpse. What does it mean for the 10th Team who trusted him?

For a moment, Muyang Kimura was stunned and fell into his own thinking. He clearly said that as long as he was there, he would protect the tenth team, but what about the end?

"Who!?"

Just as Muyang Kimura was standing outside the 10th team and thinking blankly, a voice suddenly sounded, and then a little Shota, dressed in the captain of the 10th team, rushed out of the captain's room.

Hearing the sudden sound, Muyang Kimura was shocked. He didn't expect that he was so unaware of it and was discovered so easily.

With a little under his feet, Muyang Kimura shook his body and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"Captain, what are you doing?"

A royal sister with long golden wavy hair walked out of the captain's room. As she walked, her chest was shaking, the size was enough to scare anyone.

"Nothing, Matsumoto."

Release his hand holding the Zanpakura, and although the white-haired and blue-eyed Kosuta Hitsuya Tomoshiro said this, his eyes still looked around with vigilance.

"I seemed to feel someone here just now, but after I came out, I saw nothing. Maybe I felt wrong."

"It must be the captain, you feel wrong. There is no remnant of spiritual pressure here, and you have not felt any spiritual pressure before. Besides, if there is really someone, Captain, why can't you even see a shadow? Captain, you must be too upset about the journey."

Although Hitsugaya Toshiro was still a little confused, after all, he did feel a slight fluctuation before, but he did not feel any spiritual pressure, so he would speak out first to test it, but what Matsumoto Rankuki said was right. If there was really someone, there would be no trace of his desire to leave in such a short time from the time he made a sound to the time he came out, even the other captains could not do it, not to mention that there was no trace of spiritual pressure left on the scene.
Chapter completed!