[Death] Xue Qing Corpse Soul Realm

Ukitake sent Jingle and Unohana away, coughing for a while, listening to the lingering piano sound, frowned worriedly, and then walked towards the sound in a blink of an eye.

Qingxue's hands became faster and faster, and even her true essence was a little unstable, bringing up gusts of breeze to surround Qingxue.

With a sound of "嗡~", a string of the qin broke in response, and the sound of the qin that had been resounding through the Jingling Court for a whole morning finally stopped.

Tears gather in the eyes.Qingxue lowered her head and tried her best to open her eyes wide, trying to restore her sight to be clear. She could see the textures on the guzheng clearly, but tears fell down her cheeks.

"Qingxue~" A familiar voice sounded outside the training ground, Qingxue raised her head in shock, the tear fell on her face through her long eyelashes, leaving a shallow water mark on her face.

Fuzhu walked in quickly, but saw Qingxue crying, Fuzhu felt a little uncomfortable, walked towards Qingxue quickly, but caused himself to cough.

The sound of violent coughing resounded in the terrifyingly large underground training ground, awakening Qingxue who was in a daze.

"Floating Bamboo?" Qingxue's voice was a little weak, not as strong as before, so weak that it made people feel distressed.

Trying to calm down his panting, Fuzhu straightened up and walked towards Qingxue slowly.But Qingxue jumped up frantically and ran outside, holding the guzheng, even with lightness kung fu, she couldn't do it.

Fuzhu quickly grabbed Qingxue's hand, making her stop, and carefully looked at Qingxue's expression: "What's wrong?"

Looking at the gentle Fuzhu and listening to the caring words, Qingxue's eyes became even more sour, she hesitated and struggled, and finally flicked her long sleeves, threw Fuzhu on the spot and flew away.

Ignoring others, Qingxue ran quickly, quickly returned to Mao, and put the zither in the closet.

"Student Shangguan, are you okay!" Haruko Iguchi looked at Qingxue's ashen face, and asked Qingxue cautiously.

Qingxue looked at Haruko Iguchi quietly, walked outside without saying anything.

"Student Shangguan, where are you going? I had an extra kendo class in the afternoon, and I took it with class [-]. I heard that the captain will come to attend the class, so I must attend." Seeing that Qingxue was about to leave, Haruko Iguchi said boldly.

Qingxue had already stepped out of the door with one foot. Hearing Haruko Inoguchi's words, she paused for a moment and walked out: "I will attend!"

In the afternoon, Class [-] and Class [-], the two extreme classes had a kendo open class together, attended by the leader of the Beijing Band.

Qingxue walked into the classroom stepping on the class bell, walked to Haruko Inoguchi and sat down next to her with a somewhat decadent expression.

Over there, Jingle on the stage looked at Qingxue in amazement, and an inexplicable brilliance flashed in her eyes.

On the other side, Bai Zai sat at the front of the first class with an expressionless face, keeping his eyes on his nose and nose, his heart on his heart, and never even glanced at Qingxue.

After class, the teacher bowed respectfully to Jingle, then walked to the middle of the field, explaining some kendo techniques with gestures.

The teacher lectures carefully, and the students listen carefully, except for two people.One is Qingxue, the other is Bai Zai, the two of them are looking at each other across the middle field, one has an expressionless face, the other has ruthless eyes...

"Okay, let's start free practice. Today is two classes together. Let's learn from each other and make up for each other's shortcomings!" After the concluding remarks, the teacher stood aside to rest.

Everyone stood up in two groups, only Qingxue sat on the spot and meditated.

At this moment, a wooden knife was stretched out in front of Qingxue's eyes, and an arrogant voice sounded at the same time: "Shangguan Qingxue? Come with me."

Qingxue glanced at the other party lightly, stood up slowly, and stood in front of the other party with the wooden knife in one hand.

Without any words, the other party rushed over directly, and the long knife slashed at Qingxue with the sound of breaking the wind.Qingxue didn't resist, and defended all at once.The so-called long-term defense will lose, Qingxue has no mood for this battle practice, just waving the wooden knife numbly, without realizing it, the opponent's wooden knife fell on Qingxue's shoulder.The constant pain and tingling numbness brought back Qingxue's thoughts.

I saw that the person in front of me looked familiar, but I couldn't remember who he was, so I frowned.

After gaining the advantage, the other party made persistent efforts and slashed at Qingxue's body, even his face.While waving the wooden knife, he sneered arrogantly: "Shangguan Qingxue, are you proud of yourself? Aren't you very good? Why are you so talented?"

He slashed Qingxue's stomach with a knife, and threw Qingxue to the ground, unable to get up for a long time due to the pain.A knife was pressed against Qingxue's face: "A commoner is a commoner, and a humble status will never become noble."

The sound of Qingxue falling to the ground resounded throughout the audience, and the kendo field instantly became quiet, and everyone looked at Qingxue on the ground.

Originally, according to Jingle's opinion, Qingxue would not lose to that nobleman, he has always been very confident in his own judgment.But when she saw Qingxue lying on the ground and couldn't get up, she regretted it and wanted to go forward to pull Qingxue up, but just as she got up, another person preempted her.

Bai Zai had been standing in the corner of the field watching other people's battles, and seeing Qingxue being pressed by that person, he felt a little nervous, and wanted to step forward to stop him, but then remembered what his grandfather said, stopped, and left Caressing the bracelet on his right wrist, he didn't want to take it away for a long time.Then there was a "bang", and when I looked up again, I saw that Qingxue had been chopped down to the ground, the hand that had worn the bracelet was tightly covering her abdomen, and cold sweat was already covering her forehead.

He walked towards her uncontrollably, and stood in front of her resolutely: "It's so aggressive and insulting to the aristocratic demeanor, please respect yourself!"

Facing Bai Zai, the opponent's momentum was a bit weak, but he still said sternly: "We are practicing kendo, isn't Kuchiki-san taking too lenient?" Why does the Lord want to stand up for this girl.

The true essence circulated in the body, and all the pain disappeared wherever it went, and the sweat on the forehead evaporated and disappeared.Qingxue raised her hand and grabbed the bracelet she gave Bai Zai, pulled it hard, threw it out, and stopped at Jing Le's feet with a "crash clatter" sound: "What? You are very noble? Just Because you are a 'noble', you are noble?" Taking a deep breath, the voice became colder and colder: "Just because you are a noble, you must be a treasure, and I am a commoner, so you must be a lowly thing? Huh? "The tone is so light that people can't hear the real thought: "Do you think you are better than me? You think your Reiatsu is better than me, and I am the ant under your feet?"

The calm voice echoed in the sword dojo, and everyone who heard it trembled inexplicably.

"Hi~" With a soft sigh, Qingxue slowly got up and grabbed the wooden sword and walked in front of Bai Zai.

Seeing Qingxue's cold face, the other party backed away unconsciously, and opened the distance between them: "I am a nobleman...and...you are just... just a commoner, you can't control yourself..."

Following the other party's words, Qingxue stood up straight, her petite and weak body, at that moment, seemed to be the beam of the world that would never fall down.Holding the knife in the right hand, the tip of the knife is pointed obliquely at the ground.Without giving the other party a chance to finish speaking, Qingxue tapped her toes, and rushed straight to the other party: "I will let you understand today..." With one swing of the knife, the internal force poured into the knife, and in everyone's surprise, the other party's wooden knife Cut off: "Who is an ant!"

This knife is made of hard wood, about one meter long, three centimeters wide, and half a centimeter thick. It was like this, but it was chopped off by Qingxue, and the wooden knife in Qingxue's hand was not at all.

Slowly raising the wooden knife in his hand, posing the Taiji swordsmanship, the focus of his eyes gradually lost, as if in a daze, all his thoughts were put away, and the eyes would not reveal the slightest thing: "What's so great about being a nobleman? En ? You are a nobleman, you are not capable enough, don’t you still want to prostrate at my feet?” After speaking, a knife fell slowly, and a strange wind swirled around the wooden knife, cutting on the opponent’s body, scratching the opponent’s clothes and skin , traces of blood seeped out.

The students present were in an uproar.

The wooden sword is made to imitate the shape of the Taidao, but it has no edge, so the wooden sword will not hurt the sword learner at all, but Qingxue's actions completely broke everyone's perception.

Seeing that Qingxue still wanted to attack that student, Jing Le walked over to Qingxue with a smile and said, "Hey~ little sister, learning is a good thing, but it's not good to use it to hurt people."

Qingxue didn't care about who was talking to her, she slashed with her backhand, and when she forced Jing Le away, she slashed at the opponent's body again, and then the third knife went straight to the opponent's throat.

At this moment, Jingle attacked Qingxue in order to save her, and stopped Qingxue's movements.At the same time, Bai Zai leaned towards Qingxue's shoulders from behind Qingxue, trying to control Qingxue's right arm to prevent the wooden knife from falling, which would lead to human life, and it was the life of a nobleman.

Qingxue turned over, avoided Jing Le and Bai Zai at a strange angle and continued to slash at each other.The latter was already frightened, and just sat there in a daze.

Seeing that the wooden knife was about to land on the opponent's throat, a white shadow stepped between Qingxue and the nobleman, holding the wooden knife with his bare hands.

Pa-ta-pa-ta-the sound of liquid falling to the ground, the silence can only be described as dead silence.

Qingxue calmed down, and her consciousness was connected to the outside world through her eyes. Seeing the person who suddenly appeared in front of her, she made a hoarse, aggrieved, choked voice: "Fuzhu~"

Fuzhu rubbed Qingxue's long hair with his other hand: "Go to my thirteenth squad and have a cup of tea!" He let go of his hands and walked outside.

Qingxue looked at Fuzhu who was walking away, then at Jingle, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, the leader of the Beijing band!"

Jing Le smiled frivolously: "I used to say that you are good at tea art, but I didn't expect you to be so good at swordsmanship! Go now! I allow you to leave the table early!"

Qingxue looked back at Baizai, and ran after Fuzhu, when she heard Jingle shout: "Bring me a drink that day!" Qingxue looked back at him, but he had an old god on his face, and he didn't threaten the younger generation at all. ashamed.

Qingxue turned around and walked out, intending to turn the tables on the wine.

The author has something to say: Among the pitifully few clicks, are there any follow-up articles?Couldn't it all be a coincidence!