"How did you show up?"
Grimmjow raised his paw and pushed the Zanpakutō away from his neck, transforming from leopard form back into human form.
Standing close to the wall again, his eyes flickered over Muramasa's body.
He didn't know this guy, but this guy was obviously not the Grim Reaper.
Moreover, the way it appeared was too strange. It was neither a black cavity nor a space teleportation...
"Now that you've guessed it, don't play dumb."
Muramasa put away his Zanpakutō, looked at Grimmjow coldly, sat down on the bed and began to check the condition of his master's shadow clone.
There is no danger, it's just that the powers of the Hollows and the Shinigami need to be integrated with their original bodies, so the restrictions on the shadow clones are too severe, so naturally they need to avoid practicing battles with those Arrancars.
"I just don't understand why a Zanpakutō can take on a human form, and... such a thing as two Zanpakutō doesn't seem to exist, right?"
Grimmjow leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets, and when he looked at Muramasa, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a very interested look.
...
...
He guessed it because he had heard children talk about it before.
That was when he came back from a fight with Stark. He was in a bad mood and complained a few words, thinking that Stark was being a bit too dishonest by turning his weapon into a human form.
Then the kid told him that it was not strange for a sword to transform into a human, and that it was possible for a sword to transform successfully no matter whether it was an Arrancar or a Shinigami.
At that time, he was sure that the look in the child's eyes was as if he was talking about a certain existence.
"So many whys, do you have the ability to keep secrets now?"
Muramasa looked at Grimmjow with disdain. He didn't think this guy's strength was credible at all.
If the owner didn't like this leopard, what he would like to do now is to kill this guy who already knew too much information.
"To what extent can one keep a secret, Ulquiorra?"
Grimmjow's temper had never been very good, and now that he was called too weak, he glared at Muramasa and was about to stretch out his claws.
"He doesn't know as much as a god of death!"
Thinking of Ulquiorra, Muramasa's aura became a little more dangerous.
If you were to say who he hated the most, Ulquiorra would definitely be number one.
He was the young master's butler, but because he was not suitable to follow in Hueco Mundo, that expressionless chatterbox took his place...
"So he's so bad..."
Grimmjow was satisfied.
However, he didn't want to ask anything now.
When he is strong enough, he will ask the kid himself.
"Don't let him participate in any battles, even ordinary low-level Hollows."
Muramasa finished his inspection, and after receiving the message passed to him by Xingyan, it was time for him to go back.
The shadow clones in Hueco Mundo actually don’t have much practical significance. Even if something really happens, it will not hinder the master’s plan.
But, did the Hollow devour the God of Death, or did the God of Death merge with the Hollow?
His master had been led astray by Aizen since some time ago, and all kinds of acting plots no longer needed to be designed separately; they could form their own routines.
"Well, he won't be involved in any battles."
Grimmjow was stunned for a moment, but still agreed seriously.
Watching Muramasa disappear, he walked to the bedside and sat down again, staring at the cat-faced mask for a long time.
After waiting for a long time, Grimmjow couldn't help it.
He turned into a little leopard again, and began to poke the mask with his claws, and then woke Xingyan up.
"Kid, what is Soul Society like?"
Grimmjow, who had no idea what embarrassment was, had already started asking the question he was struggling with when Xingyan was staring at him.
"You want to go?"
Xingyan looked at the blue leopard and suspected that this guy was angry again because Ulquiorra had been to Soul Society but he didn't.
"If you don't go now, are you still this young in Soul Society?"
Shaking his head, Grimmjow in his leopard form put his head next to Xingyan's hand.
His interest in Soul Society was more out of curiosity, wondering what the identity of this child was in Soul Society.
"Just ask if you want to know anything."
Xingyan moved his fingers and touched the blue-haired leopard's head, telling him not to be so cautious.
I just want to know his identity in Soul Society.
With this attitude, is it true that he was frightened by Muramasa?
"That Soul Society kid who was said to be killed, was that you?"
Grimmjow raised his front paws, held his hand on his head, and lay down on the bed, and asked his guess directly.
"Well, the two powers are merging, so you can't go out to fight during this period. If you want to know anything else, feel free to ask. Except for the information that I can't tell you, I can tell you all the other information."
After briefly explaining his current situation, Xingyan waited for Grimmjow to think slowly.
Xingyan always gives special care to cats, especially this little leopard, which he transformed personally.
More than a year ago, after he saw Grimmjow's return to his true form, he wanted a big cat to accompany him here.
So he took the rare initiative to find Aizen and borrowed the Hogyoku for a second use.
Although the blue-haired little leopard looks a bit strange, this is indeed Grimmjow's second form.
When Aizen saw the blue-haired little leopard for the first time, he almost used the Hogyoku to send Grimmjow to be reforged.
Fortunately, as a father, Aizen knew that his son’s belongings should not be damaged without permission, which gave Grimmjow the opportunity to show his combat form after his second reincarnation.
In fact, there is not much difference, except that the small blue short-haired hat has been changed into a big blue long-haired leopard.
It’s not too exaggerated. It’s about the same height as the Nine-Tailed Fox that Xingyan knows.
Whether it is a big leopard or a small leopard, it is in line with the form that Xingyan likes, which naturally makes Grimmjow different from other Arrancars.
"You said before that Soul Society is a place full of calculations and conspiracies. Why do you want to stay there?"
Grimmjow shook his head and let him ask, so he continued.
Obviously, Hueco Mundo is more free.
Although Hueco Mundo is somewhat annoying, he is the young master of Hueco Mundo. Except for Bylergan who always likes to be abused, other Arrancars will protect him as much as possible...
"Because I'm over there, there are some things I need to take care of..."
Xing Yan reached out and pressed the little leopard's head, rubbed it, and then started laughing.
But because he was weak, he coughed twice just after laughing, and had no choice but to continue lying down.
"If you are injured, you should look a little bit injured. I'm going to go out and find some spirit particles to absorb. You are so stupid!"
Grimmjow raised his claws and stepped on Xingyan's hand a few times. He jumped to the door with an unhappy look on his face, turned into a human form and walked out.
Because Xingyan's physique is different from that of normal Hollows and Arrancars, Grimmjow can only go to areas with dense spirit particles, collect some of them, seal them up, and then bring them back for him to absorb.
This was not the first or second time he had done such a thing. Every time he went out, he would be so angry that he would glare and clap his paws, but he would always carefully store the spirit particles and bring them back.
Maybe it's the inherent tsundere nature of cats.
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