At This Moment, There Are Still 72 Hours Left Before the Fusion of Collapsed Jade!

Pointing to the barren valley area on the map, Urahara Kisuke said.

"But what are you doing this for?"

Shinji asked curiously.

As the same level of IQ as Aizen, Kisuke Urahara, who has always been considered a strong enemy by Aizen, definitely has his own considerations and long-term plans...

and many more!

Shinji was suddenly taken aback.

Isn’t this guy Urahara Kisuke even calculating that I’m coming to Kuzacho?

"Wait first, you won't even count my coming to this world recently, do you?"

Kamuji stared suspiciously at Kisuke Urahara's face.

Until I was embarrassed to look at him.

Urahara Kisuke said with a smile: "How is that possible? How can I predict the behavior of the gods, this is too outrageous."

"Sure enough, you predicted that I was coming to this world, right?"

Shinji's eyes widened.

The unnatural expression and the tone of guilty conscience.

Urahara Kisuke, he really predicted that he would come to this world.

But how did he guess it?

"That's a guess, even I can guess."

Sifengin Yaye could see what he was thinking from the expression of the gods, kicked the gods under the table, and rolled his eyes:

"Your life style and habit of paddling and fishing is just as good as that of Zhiba's one-hearted guy."

"Counting days, I haven't come to the world for so many days, so estimate the approximate time it will take you to sneak into the world next time. Even I can do it."

Shinji: "..."

So is my style so predictable?

You two, how come you know me so well?

Not... wait.

Shinji suddenly scratched his head.

He obviously came to work in Kuza-cho, so why is it called fishing in the water?

"Broken face...?"

Shinji grabbed the restless foot of Sifengyuan Ye Yisheng and looked at Nilu.

"The gods?"

Upon seeing this, Nilu raised her head, showing a puzzled expression to the priest, and immediately smiled softly.

Shensi sighed, his eyes suddenly calmed down.

perhaps.

It is also a good choice to catch a few broken faces.

At the very least, it can be used as a stepping stone in the evolution of Nilu, and it is also good to be a step for Nilu to cross the Vastoder level.

and.

On the side of Nie Yuli, the Shinji still needs more experimental data to ensure that Nilu can evolve without fail as she wants.

"It's... it's an Akukas-class shaman."

"Or... Vastod."

With his right hand resting on his chin, the priest stroked Nilu, his eyes deep.

......

Kuzacho, inside a large shopping mall.

The shrine's expressionless hands encircled his chest, sitting on a chair like a statue.

Ignoring a group of women who pointed at them, whispered, and had idiotic faces, the gods looked at the shop in front of them.

over there.

Kurosaki Maki and Matsumoto Rankiku are pulling Nilu and choosing clothes for Nilu inside.

"Three days..."

The Shinji stretched his waist, which caused another scream from the women, and many people even took pictures directly at the Shinji.

Time, unconsciously, three days have passed.

The broken face has not yet appeared.

"Are those women your friends?"

Next to him, a white-collar dressed man with glasses sat beside the priest with envious expression: "I think they always look back at you. Among them is your girlfriend? Or your relatives?"

"girlfriend?"

Shensi rubbed his nose with a weird face.

"Isn't it?" The young man curiously asked, "It's weird. I think they laugh at you often. It's really impossible to tell who is your girlfriend. Maybe..."

Speaking of the last time, the young man's gaze suddenly widened. He looked at the beautiful women in disbelief, crowded the gods in the middle, and walked in other directions with a smile.

"Is this... his girlfriend?"

The man looked sluggish.

Sure enough, there are still girls in this society, it depends on the face, right.

As long as you are handsome, you can do whatever you want.

There is no need for three views or something.

......

"Is that man a friend just now? Captain God Division?"

Matsumoto Ranju carried a large bag in his hand, jumped directly onto the back of the gods, and asked curiously.

"Well, just an interesting passerby."

Shinji shook his head, hugged Matsumoto Ranju's thigh, and vomited: "Speaking of Ranju, have you gotten heavier lately?"

"Eh???"

"why is it like this!"

"Didn't Captain God Division know that weight is a woman's secret, and how can you say that I am fat, so sad."

Matsumoto Ranju wriggled in dissatisfaction, venting his dissatisfaction with a pouting face.

Height and weight 57 kg.

Matsumoto Ranju is still very confident about his figure, definitely at the devil's level.

Say you are fat?

Obviously all the meat is in the right place.

Damn it!

"Don't move."

Shinji freed a hand and rubbed his nose, his face was weird.

Sister Yu or something, that's too great!

"By the way, God Sijun."

At this time, Kurosaki Masaki was jumping around, turning his face to ask curiously: "I have been puzzled for a long time, can you answer it for me?"

"what is the problem?"

Shinji casually slapped Matsumoto Ranju's rebellious hand on his head.

"You gods of death, won't you age? Will you die of old age?"

Kurosaki Masaki asked hesitantly, with a hint of hesitation and fear in her eyes.

to be honest.

She is very worried.

Ten years later, she was in her twenties.

Twenty years later, she is in her thirties.

Fifty years, a hundred years from now?

And what about the priest?

He will always keep his current appearance, but he can only slow down his aging?

"Aging... it doesn't make much sense to the **** of death, but the **** of death does grow, but the growth rate is extremely slow."

After thinking about it, Shinji said.

Ready-made examples are nearby.

Hisugaya Toushiro is more than a hundred years old or 1.5 meters, his height seems to be stuck at this point, and he has been troubled for a long time.

The same is true for Rukia.

Just like a big doll, his height was simply stuck at one meter four and he didn't move anymore, including his body was also very thin, and his chest was flat to an inferiority complex.

Because of this, Rukia cried several times to Shinji, saying that she was very distressed about her development and wanted to grow up quickly.

These.

For most of the gods of death, they can only grow slowly over time.

But there is actually a quick way for Shinji here.

As long as you use the power of Bengyu to respond to your inner needs, it is not impossible for them to accelerate their growth.

Including Rukia, I want a good figure.

That's easy too.

The gods can divert Bengyu's power to Rukia for a little bit. After receiving Rukia's request, Bengyu will realize her wish and let Rukia accelerate her development.

With Bengyu, realizing these wishes is only a small matter.

"As for life."

Shinji squeezed Luan Ju's hand and added: "Theoretically speaking, as long as the Reiatsu remains sufficient, life span should be meaningless to the **** of death."

"Sure enough, the **** of death is a kind of immortal existence."

Hear the words.

Kurosaki Maki seemed to have lost his fighting spirit and confidence. The whole person seemed to have no color, showing a dead gray tone, and said very frustrated.

"Well, you can't say that you won't die. Since it's a life, then of course it will die."

Shinji shook his head:

"Time and life span are definitely meaningless to the **** of death, but the **** of death is indeed limited by life."

"This is a bit contradictory, isn't it?"

"But you will understand by saying that."

"First of all, the **** of death is a special life form formed by the highly compressed and condensed spiritual pressure, and possesses all the characteristics of living."

"If you have a heartbeat, you can bleed and you can eat."

"But every time you get injured or Rei Pressure receives unbearable damage, you will suffer irreparable injuries to the **** of death, which will affect the life and life of the **** of death."

In the Zero Division within the Spirit Palace, there is a **** of death who has lived since the establishment of the Soul World.

Therefore, time is really meaningless to the **** of death.