Shinigami: Unlimited Skill Points

"Do you want to be a Shinigami?"

Meeting Ichimaru Gin's gaze, Ling Yun smiled sincerely.

Confront the cunning fox.

Instead of trying hard, it's better to be direct.

This is more likely to gain the trust of the other party.

"Becoming a Shinigami?"

Ichimaru Gin was slightly taken aback.

He didn't expect that Ling Yun would be so direct and propose an invitation to himself.

What's more, what does it mean to have three seats in the fourth division.

Ichimaru Gin knew it in his heart.

Although I have never been to Jinglingting, Ichimaru Gin can still judge Ling Yun's identity through the seat.

It cannot be said that they are well-known celebrities, at least there are some famous people.

This is his most intuitive judgment.

Therefore, in response to Ling Yun's rhetorical question, Ichimaru Gin was rarely silent.

He neither agreed nor refused.

The atmosphere became subtle like this.

"If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would have agreed long ago?" Ling Yun thought to himself.

Ichimaru Gin's reaction made his eyes shine again.

He finally understood why this guy in front of him was able to lurk by Aizen's side for hundreds of years.

This patience and will have been there since childhood!

After a while of silence.

Ichimaru Gin looked at Ling Yun, and finally spoke, "If I answer, you will be able to guarantee that I can become a Shinigami?"

Awesome!

This question asks something! 717

Ling Yun nodded silently.

Ichimaru Gin silently rose to a higher level in his heart.

"My vision has never been wrong. You have the qualifications and potential to become a Shinigami." Ling Yun replied with a smile.

"yes?"

Ichimaru Gin was silent again.

He looked down at the plain robe that was stained red with blood, and then looked at Ling Yun's deadly costume.

In the azure blue pupils, an undetectable other world flashed.

In fact, in Ichimaru Gin's view, whether he can become a Shinigami is not that important.

Shinigami of Jinglingting, commoners of Rukongai.

No matter what kind of identity, it has no effect on him.

The only thing Ichimaru Gin values ​​is the safety of himself and his companions.

For the past few years, he and Matsumoto Rangiku have been at the Rukongai Ryuuyuan on a daily basis.

Displaced, hungry and cold.

Even if the soul body does not need to eat, it will not die.

DÆ.......

If you are in a state of hunger for a long time, your whole body will be exhausted, and you may even fall into a deep coma.

If Ichimaru Gin hadn't been out hunting, Matsumoto Rangiku would have starved to death early in the morning!

It is for the above reasons.

Therefore, Ling Yun's (bbbh) proposal is attractive to Ichimaru Gin.

That's why he hesitated.

"How about this, I will help you first, pile up the corpses of these wolves, and move them back to the place where they live.

"As for the matter just mentioned, it will not be too late to answer then."

Ling Yun made a compromise suggestion.

He didn't want to bring too much pressure to the other party, so as not to backfire.

"Okay! Then do as you said."

as predicted

Ichimaru Gin readily agreed.

Although he hasn't put down his guard yet, his attitude has softened significantly.

Everything is getting better!

"Ichimaru Gin, you alone have hunted and killed so many wild wolves. It's amazing!" Ling Yun praised again when carrying the corpses.

Each of these dead wolves was robust, and there were a huge number of them.

Even adult Rukongai residents may not be able to subdue them.

Courage, boldness, strength...

All three are indispensable.

It can be seen how good Ichimaru Gin really is!

"To you Shinigami, these are small things, right?" Ichimaru Gin squinted and smiled.

The iconic fox smile makes people unable to guess his mind.

"That's right, but it's not Shinigami's responsibility to hunt wild wolves, and they rarely try it deliberately." Ling Yun answered patiently while carrying the corpse.

"Then can you show it?"

Ichimaru Gin asked suddenly.

"Show what?"

"Shinigami's true strength!"

Ichimaru Gin's eyes widened slightly.

It is rare for him to stop pretending and show his true emotions.

"No problem at all."

Ling Yun smiled, and then looked at the sharp dagger in Ichimaru Gin's hand.

"Is this dagger easy to use?"

"good."

Ichimaru Gin nodded noncommittally.

One is short and the other is slender.

The short dagger in his hand is in stark contrast to Ling Yun's Zanpakutō.

"This is my Zanpakutō, and its name is Yama.

Ling Yun took out the Zanpakutō from the girdle and held it gently in his hand.

"Yan Mo..."

"A very special name!"

Ichimaru Gin's eyes lit up.

He just glanced at it, and he could clearly sense the strange fluctuations emanating from Yan Mo.

Intuition told him.

This Zanpakutō must be something special!

"Looking good..."

Ling Yun waved Yan Mo lightly.

call out--

A slash formed by black thunder.

Carrying a large number of lightning arcs, it galloped forward.

Yan Lingwan's sword technique.

Ling Yun copied it perfectly!

"What a powerful Thunder!"

Ichimaru Gin's purple hair fluttered, and black thunder reflected in Wei Mi's eyes.

Yan Mo's Reiatsu, Thunder's power.

All made him feel mortal threat.

finally.

With the explosion of the black thunder, this vast bush was razed to the ground in an instant.

The power of Yan Mo.

It is fully reflected at this moment!

"Is this the power of Zanpakutō?"

Although Ichimaru Gin deliberately concealed it.

But the tone of his speech and the changes in his expression have already revealed his inner thoughts.

Obviously he was shocked.

Yan Mo's thunder strike brought an indescribably strong visual stimulation.

This moment.

Ichimaru Gin's mood was particularly complicated.

He became more yearning for "Shinigami"!

"Let's go, it's getting late, take the things back to your residence before it gets dark." Ling Yun put away Zanpakutō and immediately changed the subject.

Through the slash just now.

He has achieved the desired effect.

Next, just play by ear and win the trust of Ichimaru Gin.

Soon after.

Under the leadership of Ichimaru Gin, the two passed through one forest after another along the winding mountain road.

Finally arrived at the destination.

This is a place full of wasteland, even more desolate than before, with no human habitation.

At the end of the line of sight of the two, stood a small house.

It was a simple wooden house, with a large number of old wooden boards used outside to surround a small courtyard.

Just when Ling Yun and the others arrived.

A petite figure walked out of the wooden house.

That's Matsumoto Rangiku!