From the Void King To the Ghost Swordsman of the Light of the Beginning

At the end of the fierce battle between Kazan and Unohana Yachiryu, when the huge fusion of blood and energy resonated with the ghost hand...

Master Fuzhu sat cross-legged on the ground, letting the dirty silt stain his luxurious clothes. He just held an umbrella for Shishiro, and he didn't know how long he waited.

Then, the space in front of him suddenly shattered!

"Apostle's power..."

In the deep space like a black cavity, a figure slowly walked out. He was wearing a white cap and a small waistcoat on his upper body, revealing his red left arm. He held the handle of the knife in his right hand, and the yellow blade hung down casually. The lower body is wearing black and white trousers.

This is a swordsman like a ronin, but his eyes are dull at the moment, and he just keeps repeating his words.

"Apostle's power..."

"Shaqin..." Master Fuzhu keenly saw that there was a prism-shaped gap above the swordsman's long knife, and the size and shape of that gap were exactly the same as the scales he took from Liang Yue!

He is Shaqin!

Master Fuzhu was overjoyed. Could it be that he was the mysterious swordsman who removed the curse of blood in District 66 fifty years ago?

He entered the Tower of Delusion? Found Death Dreyfuss? Then what? What did he ask of Death? What price did you pay? !

After hearing his words, Shaqin's eyes were full of confusion, and instead of repeating the meaningless words 'power of the apostle', he turned his head and said to Master Fuzhu.

"This name is very familiar."

"..." Forgot yourself? The head of Fu Zhu choked, he didn't know how to explain to Sha Qin.

But Shaqin's attention was only for a second, and he once again turned his gaze to the northwest, where the blood burst, and then took steps, as if to go to the center of the shocking battle.

"Master Shaqin! Please tell me how to get to the Tower of Misleading!"

Naturally, it is impossible for Fuzhu to miss this opportunity. He can feel that Shaqin's strength is definitely not weak, and it can even be said to be extremely strong, but he has no other way at the moment.

For a father, mustering courage is definitely an easy thing to do, but in order to prevent Shishiro from being hurt, he put his coat on the ground, wrapped the child lightly, and then put the umbrella cover On Fourteen Lang's body.

Then, he stood in front of Sha Qin...

"Stupid people..."

Sha Qin said softly, he slowly raised his hand, and pointed his sword at Master Fu Zhu.

A foolish person, a person with boundless arrogance, a person who dares to stand in front of Shaqin is boundless arrogance.

"I have no intention of being an enemy of you, nor do I have any intention of blocking your way. I just hope that you can tell me the way to the tower of obscurity. The Fuzhu family will be grateful!"

Master Fuzhu didn't dare to draw his sword, the gap between the two was too great, if they really faced each other on the battlefield, the battle would probably be over in a few seconds, right?

But he can't retreat, this is his consciousness.

"Master!"

The moment Shaqin raised his sword, all the guards who had been withdrawn by Fuzhu's family appeared, and they held sharp blades to face the swordsman who stepped out of the darkness.

"Put down the sword!"

Fuzhu's eyes widened and he shouted hastily, but it was too late...

It was a slash that arrived faster than his voice. Shaqin stood still, but seemed to have transformed into a dragon and reached every corner of this space!

So fast... such a fast sword...

Floating Bamboo's head is dumbfounded

Although the guards he brought were not strong, they were also secret guards passed down from generation to generation by their family, basically all the background that a lower-level noble could show.

Not to mention that compared with the captain and vice-captain level, at least he might not be at a disadvantage when facing some senior officials. If he cooperates with him, even if he faces a captain, he will never be able to defeat them easily if he doesn't understand. this combination.

But right now...

What happened?

Cutting wounds appeared on the body of the black-clothed guard almost at the same time, and a strong blow cut them into two halves, and all of this...

It all happened at a moment when Ukitake's head couldn't catch it with the naked eye...

So fast, such a fast sword...

Should he be thankful that he didn't draw the knife in the first place? Should he be thankful that he didn't make a move to stop it?

If he did, would the consequences be any different than his bodyguard?

The heavy rain is heavy, but in the cold world, Master Fuzhu is sweating all over, what should he do?

Do you want to continue to stand in front of Sha Qin? So if he does, will his consequences be the same as those of his guards? Will he die? Was cut in two?

As a nobleman, he died tragically on Liuhun Street? To die in the filthiest and lowest place? Then it was forgotten, or even treated as a joke among other nobles?

At this moment, his mind was thinking so much. Death is such a thing. Although he would fall into nothingness after it happened, there were thousands of thoughts and memories before it happened.

So Shaqin passed him and moved forward, and Fuzhu stood there in a daze. Just when Shaqin was about to advance at full speed, he suddenly gritted his teeth, stretched out his hands, and continued to stand in front of Shaqin!

"Please... please tell me! Please tell me how to get to the Tower of Delusion!"

He stood up! Continue to stand in front of Shaqin!

Isn't he afraid of death?

Of course I'm afraid...

However, the responsibility and love of being a father overwhelmed the fear of facing death!

Even if the corner of the mouth is still trembling, even if the heart almost stops beating, so what?

When Shaqin saw the nobleman standing in front of him again, the sword in his hand moved slightly. This time Master Fuzhu tried his best to stare at his knife, staring at death, he finally saw...

Although it was just a vague phantom, he still saw the blade stabbing towards his neck, and the god of death was approaching. At this moment, he seemed to see another Shaqin.

Although it was still the same body, at this moment, his head turned into a skull, and the white cap on his head was replaced by a brown hood.

Immediately afterwards, the stabbing knife turned into a sickle, as if it was a god of death harvesting lives...

"Dreyfuss..."

He murmured, and then the blade entered his body, the tingling pain pressed his nerves, and every cell in his body whined.

But, he didn't die...

Although Shaqin's sword pierced his abdomen, he did not use any further force, because at this moment, Shishilang, who had passed out due to his serious illness, suddenly cried, as if he sensed that his father was about to leave him generally.

Under the lightning and thunder, and in the torrential rain, the crying of a baby is so insignificant, but at this moment it overshadows all the noise.

The necklace hanging on his body, the necklace strung together by the scales given to them by Liang Yue, shone brightly at this moment, emitting a golden light.

Shaqin froze in place, he slowly spit out two words

"Liang Yue..."

Thanks to my friends for remembering the confusion and killing a lot, and the 500 starting coins rewarded by the rebirth of blood!

Thanks to my friends who don't understand melancholy and rewarded 1500 starting coins!