"The wound smells like Xu. It can be confirmed that the one wearing the mask is Xu..."

Unohana Retsu performed quick treatment and then confirmed the identity of the boy with the cat-faced mask.

It was indeed a Void, but he had not emitted any Void-related aura before, and even when fighting, he never used abilities such as Void Flash.

"This kind of Void that can completely hide its aura may cause great trouble. I will go to the captain to report the situation first."

The more Kyoraku Shunsui thought about it, the more dangerous it seemed. He said hello and headed towards the First Squadron.

When the others saw this situation, they all had their own thoughts, and the gathering ended there.

Muramasa carried the seriously injured and unconscious Xingyan to the squadron barracks with a look of disgust on his face.

The door of the squad barracks closed, blocking some people who wanted to come in, such as Kuchiki Byakuya and Ukitake Jushiro.

Inside the dormitory, after putting the man down, Muramasa grabbed his Zanpakutō and was about to chop Aizen.

"This is his choice. You should know that he is no longer Kuchiki Xianghe!"

...

...

Aizen raised his hand and grabbed the white Zanpakuto, looked at Muramasa coldly, and once again told him not to apply the concept of Kuchiki Hibiki to Xingyan.

"I know, and I don't want the master to become Kuchiki Xianghe, but he can combine his powers in many ways, there is no need to put himself in danger!"

Muramasa now has a spiritual connection with Xingyan. Before he came out, he could sense what was happening in the outside world, chat with him, or practice some consciousness space with his Zanpakutō Genmu.

Therefore, he knew more about Xingyan than Aizen, and knew more about Shadow Clones and Zanpakuto. He even knew what happened to the several times that the Hollow Clones returned to their original form.

But precisely because he knew everything, he wanted to slash Aizen a few times.

Obviously there is a way to fuse without any injury or pain, but because Aizen's plan is about to be implemented, the master needs to speed up...

"I also want him to use a gentle approach..."

Aizen looked at Xingyan, who was pale and still in a coma, and he also had great objections to this method, but he would not stop it just because of his feelings.

Because this is Xingyan's own choice. Although the child is young, he understands the consequences of each choice very well.

"The master won't wake up in the short term. Take good care of him. I'm going to Hueco Mundo."

Muramasa also knew that there was no point in being angry at Aizen.

He was just angry, and now that he had lost his temper, he still had to deal with the follow-up matters.

The master's real body is really going to sleep for a while, but the shadow clone that went to Hueco Mundo is still awake.

.........

Hueco Mundo, Hueco Night Palace.

At this time, the atmosphere in Xuye Palace was a bit solemn.

Ulquiorra took the young master of their Kyūya Palace to Soul Society.

However, when he came back, Ulquiorra only had a scar on his back, but their young master was seriously injured, as if he could disappear at any time.

"Everyone, get out and don't disturb my sleep!"

The virtual clone wearing a cat-face mask opened his eyes, looked at these guys who had different purposes but were blocking his door, and wanted to drive them away directly.

Because his main body is undergoing the fusion of a Hollow and a Shinigami, the power he can use is very limited, and even his Sharingan cannot be opened at will.

"I won't go out!"

The aqua-haired Grimmjow snorted.

Not only did he not leave, he pushed aside Ulquiorra who was blocking the door, and after coming in, he stood against the wall, not intending to leave.

"Tell them to stop arguing. It's a headache."

Xingyan listened to Grimmjow's voice, looked at his tsundere state, relaxed his expression, and then muttered unhappily.

"Hey, did you guys hear that? Get away from me!"

Looking at the young master who sounded as if he was aggrieved, Grimmjow walked to the door with an unhappy look, and kicked them without caring whether the people outside the door were stronger than him.

I've told you to stop making noise, but are these bastards' ears damaged? Can't they hear anything?

"Ulquiorra, go and rest as well. Grimmjow can just stay with me."

Waving his hand weakly, the virtual clone told Ulquiorra to leave as well. He just wanted to rest now.

As for Grimmjow who was left behind...

Whether it is this guy’s familiar voice or the fact that he can turn into a leopard, these are all special cases given by Xingyan.

"Hey, you're actually okay, right?"

Grimmjow asked worriedly as he walked over to the bed after everyone else had left.

It’s just that this guy’s tsundere nature makes his attitude not very good even when he cares about others.

"It's okay, just take a good sleep, and change..."

The virtual clone reached out and squeezed Grimmjow's arm, unhappily asking him to transform faster.

In the past year or so in Hueco Mundo, apart from Ulquiorra, the butler, he only treated this big cat specially.

Even though it's a leopard, he always thinks of this guy as a cat.

Also, this guy's voice and tone are too much like a trustworthy young master...

"cut..."

Although it was an unhappy glare, Grimmjow still turned into a blue half-meter leopard.

When he was outside, he never liked to transform into this form. Even when he was in the Leopard King form after returning to the original form, it was mainly in human form.

But who can blame this kid for liking...

He only changes a few times occasionally, just play with him to amuse himself.

Standing beside the pillow, Grimmjow raised his paw as he watched the child fall asleep soon after.

He still wanted to take off the cat-face mask and see what the child looked like.

For more than a year, no one has seen what he looks like under the mask.

What a bunch of fools, they actually thought that this cat-face mask was the virtual state of this young master, how stupid!

So, in addition to coaxing the children to play, he also has an interest in quietly stretching out his claws and trying to take off the mask.

He had failed every time before, but this time, it seemed like he was going to succeed.

The mask was opened up a big gap under his claws. If he applied a little more force, he could see what was underneath the mask.

But at this moment, Grimmjow suddenly hesitated.

"Why don't you continue?"

The white long knife was across the back of the little leopard's neck. Muramasa had been staring at it for a long time, thinking of chopping it down as soon as the bold leopard took off its mask.

But this guy actually stopped his claws on his own initiative.

Sure enough, cats, even big cats, can still be quite well behaved in front of their owners.