Chapter 217 Hitsugaya Toshiro

   I don't like it here...

   There is only a wall between Jinglingting, but it seems to be the distance between heaven and earth...

  Runlin'an in the first area of ​​Xiliuhun Street, where Toshiro Hitsugani lives.

  Chimori went to Jinglingting and entered Maou Spiritual Art Academy, but he didn't want to leave here, and he didn't want to leave grandma. If grandma is alone, she must be very lonely.

  Even if...

  It's as cold as ice here.

Dong Shilang doesn't like this place, because it is very close to Jinglingting. It is said to be the world of wandering souls, but it has the prosperity of a metropolis. A large number of factories are built here. Color crystals', people live very fast and live very tired every day.

I don’t know if it’s because of the hair color and eye color. Children of the same age don’t like him, saying that he’s as cold as ice. Only grandma can’t say that, so he likes grandma very much, even if he is tired, he will go The factory makes some money and buys some food for grandma.

  Although every time grandma says that she is not hungry and doesn’t want to eat, a lot of it will return to herself in the end, but as long as grandma is happy, he is satisfied.

  However, Grandma is indeed losing weight day by day...

   "Smelly brat, wait for you!"

  He was walking on the road when he suddenly heard someone shouting behind him. He subconsciously stopped, then turned around, only to see a strong man walking over.

   "Who are you?" Hitsugaya curled his lips and said boringly, "Do I know you?"

   "Show your right arm!" However, the strong man just said fiercely, "It's summer, why do you wear such thick clothes and wrap your right arm so tightly?!"

   "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it?" He said coldly, then ignored the man, just turned around and was about to leave.

   "Hmph, don't try to run." However, the strong man caught up with him in two or three steps, and pulled Xiao Bai up with one hand.

"What are you doing?! Let go!" Hitsugaya Toshiro struggled violently, but no matter what, he couldn't break free from the palm of the strong man. This guy was three meters tall, his body was as strong as a cow, and Hitsugaya was still young There is no ability to break free at all.

   Then, the strong man tore off the clothes on Dong Shilang's right hand.

   "The sheriff will come soon! You will be punished for doing this!" Hitsugaya said struggling desperately

   "Hahaha! Sure enough!" However, the strong man just looked excitedly at Toshiro Hitsugaya, looking at his right arm

That is…

  Red and ferocious right arm, the lines of evil spirits protrude on the right arm, this...

   It is Bacal's blood curse, ghost hand!

   "I'm a sixth-generation student of Maou Lingju Academy. As long as I have your arm, I can go to the 11th team! At that time, maybe I can become the **** of death at the seat and captain level!"

Greed was revealed in the strong man's eyes, he looked at Hitsugaya Toshiro and licked his lips, "Stupid boy, there is such a good thing here as a little wandering soul, why don't you give him to me Master!"

   "If you want it, I will give it to you! This hand hurts every day and makes me want to die! You can transfer it away, and I thank you!" Hitsugaya slapped the strong man's hand vigorously

   "Huh?" However, after hearing his words, the strong man shrank his pupils, and then laughed loudly.

"It seems that your ghost hand is quite suitable for you. It's just pain, so it should be more perfect if it is transferred to my body. After all, unlike you, a little ghost in the world of wandering souls, this uncle has passed it. The elite of the Maou Academy of Spiritual Arts." The strong man began to exert force, as if he wanted to tear off Hitsugaya's right arm, and the latter yelled in pain

"Wait! Don't you have any spiritual skills?!" Hitsugaya Toshiro thought that this man, as a **** of death, might have some magic to transfer the curse, but he didn't expect to tear his arm off. This is beyond the limit. his range of acceptance.

   "Idiot, how can there be such a method!" The strong man grinned, and then continued to use it, tearing the child's body mercilessly.

   "Stop! Stop!" Hitsugaya burst into tears of pain. This kind of pain of tearing his own body apart is really unbearable for ordinary people, let alone he is just a child.

  However, under his screams, the enemy did not feel remorse, nor would he stop because of it, but continued to push hard, and Hitsugaya felt desperate in the severe pain.

  At this time, no one can come to save him, he is too insignificant, he is just a kid for Liuhun Street, who cares about him?

  He doesn't have any friends, no relatives, only Chisentao and grandma to accompany him. Even if he dies, these two people will be the only ones who will be sad for a while, right?

  Consciousness is getting more and more blurred, and his strength is getting weaker and weaker. He only feels that his body is going to be in two halves, and then...

   "Are the gods of death now only at this level?"

  Suddenly, a man's voice came from the intersection, and the next moment Hitsugaya only felt his body lighten, and then fell off from the strong man's hand.

  He was panting heavily, and raised his head with all his strength, only to see the strong man standing there blankly, motionless, with dull eyes, as if he didn't know what happened...

   Then, he turned his head and found a man, the first thing he saw was his eyes, because he was blindfolded and his eyes were closed tightly, a...

   Blind?

  He wears a Zanpakutō on his waist, just standing there, it looks like an unreachable giant mountain, towering and insurmountable...

"Who are you…"

   Hitsugaya Toshiro took a deep breath, and then asked as if he had just realized

   "Source one, source of origin, one of one, two, three, four."

  The man said casually, "I think you have good aptitude? Why don't you become the **** of death?"

"...I'm not interested in being a **** of death." Hitsugaya Toshiro said, but after what happened just now, the idea of ​​becoming stronger is sprouting in his heart. If he is as strong as this man, then it will not happen before thing?

  If someone wants to attack grandma or Chisen in the future, will I still be as powerless as I am today? !

  The next moment, the strong man behind him suddenly fell to the ground, and he hurriedly looked over again, only to see a slight wound on the strong man's neck.

   Hitsugaya’s pupils dilated, he said in surprise, “You killed him?!”

   "Don't worry, I won't cause you trouble." Yuan Yi said lightly, and he walked forward slowly

   "No one will come to trouble you."

  So, he walked to the strong man's body, bent down and picked up his Zanpakutō, and then left indifferently...

  (end of this chapter)