Vol 12 Chapter 79: Four hours is enough

Mullin was taken aback. He wanted to say that if he needed to stay inside, he also wanted to give him seven dragon directly for him to study: "Are you sure it only takes four hours?"
Mulin asked suspiciously.
"Yes! Only four hours!!!" Urahara Kisuke looked determined.
Mulin smiled, an evil smile on his face.
He could see the persistence and madness of Urahara Kisuke's research on Dragon Ball, otherwise he would definitely fight back when he beat him just now.
Willing to endure it just to fight for these four hours, Mulin suddenly smiled evilly.
Urahara Kisuke looked at the smile on Mulin's face somewhat inexplicably, with a dazed expression on his face.
"I wanted to give you all the Dragon Balls just now. But it only takes four hours, I can wait."
After Mulin finished speaking, he squinted at the dumbfounded Urahara Kisuke, and laughed unscrupulously.
Urahara Kisuke looked as if he would not cry. When I heard Mulin’s words, my heart was blank for a while, and then there was endless regret: "Ahhhh~~~~Why! Why do I have to talk for four hours~~~"
It took 30 seconds for Urahara Kisuke to react, pinching the orchid finger, and rushing towards Mulin in small steps.
"Master Mullin~~~ This matter can be discussed again~~~"
The voice was so greasy that it made people get goosebumps, and Mulin shivered, speeding up his steps to the ground.
Kisuke Urahara ran all the way, tired of Mulin for four hours, and finally he was resolutely rejected by Mulin's face.
When he handed the seven dragon to Mulin, his face was resentful, like an angry little daughter-in-law, looking at the dragon ball with a weeping appearance, and just about to speak, Mulin kicked him with a flying body. Got out.
Before Kisuke Urahara came back, Mulin was already running away.
Only Kisuke Urahara was left sitting on the spot, beating his chest and feet, regretting his face.
The sun was shining in the sky, radiating his light and heat wantonly, a breeze brought the rustle of leaves, and the singing of insects and birds.
Mulin walked slowly on the street, with a pleasant expression on his face. On his waist, he wore a bag that he had snatched from Kisuke Urahara, which contained seven dragon and a divine body, and walked leisurely.
"There are only a few minutes left before going to another world."
After coming out and walking for seven minutes now, he wanted to see the Masked Legion again, and then went to remind Kurosaki Ichigo's plan to be ruined.
Fortunately, the harvest from Urahara Kisuke this time was quite fruitful. Not only did he get back seven dragon balls, but he also snatched a space bag by the way.
Although Urahara Kisuke did not say exactly how big the space of this bag is, according to Mulin's estimation, it is at least a hundred square meters.
The space of hundreds of square meters is condensed into a palm-sized bag, which is really amazing.
Mullin thought about walking, and a burst of transparent and invisible power passed through him. He only felt that his eyes were black and bright again, as if he was opening his eyes and closing his eyes.
Turning around and looking at the Quartet, there is nothing unusual: "It was a gust of wind just now! It feels really uncomfortable to blow in the eyes."
Rubbing his eyes, Mulin kept showing strange eyes regardless of the people around him, and walked forward naturally.
"Hiss~~~~!" A miserable cry made by Xu before his death came into his ears.
Mulin was surprised: "Why is there still someone here to destroy the emptiness?"
The curious Mulin walked towards the source of the sound, and the people around showed no signs of being aware of it at all.
It was just in the strange Morin attire. At this time, he was dressed in a white death tyrant with a bag and a knife on his waist. Everyone saw his dress and moved aside two steps.
"Ichigo? Rukia?" Mulin looked at the two boys and girls wearing black death tyrants in front of him.
Feeling in my heart! Really hardworking, but it should be class time now! ! !
"Stop class." Two words appeared in his mind.
Mulin didn't bother to care if they were skipping class, and walked towards them after calling out.
It feels good to talk to them before going to another world.
"Are you??" Both Ichigo and Rukia showed strange glances in their eyes, and they looked at each other. It was obvious that they didn't know Mulin.
"Why don't you even know the teacher?" Mulin frowned slightly and walked over slowly.
Kuchiki Rukia yelled: "Stop! Report your squad! Otherwise, I will be welcome if you go further."
Baixue pulled out the sleeve of the scabbard, and the tip of the knife faced Mulin.
"This guy!!! It's too arrogant, he actually used Yi Mukuro wearing the captain's costume to wander around in Kuza Town."
"Who is he???"
Kuchiki Rukia showed a sense of vigilance. In just a few seconds, she had filtered all the death gods she knew who would do such extraordinary things.
There was no one who had a similar appearance to the man in front of him.
Kurosaki Ichigo put his orange hair on one end, and turned his head to look at Mulin for a while, then turned his head to look at Kuchiki Rukia.
Scratching his head and looking strangely: "This guy is also a of death! Why is Rukia so nervous?"
"Forget it! Agia's enemy is her own enemy." Lifting the huge Zanpo killing pig knife in her hand, she shouted at Mulin: "Don't stop!!!!"
"I'm not welcome you one step closer."
Mulin looked helplessly at the two people in front of him: "Don't you know that I am leaving today? Ichigo, you are actually playing such a naive trick."
"Leaving??" Kurosaki Ichigo looked strange: "I don't know you! Who are you!!!"
Mullin stopped abruptly, with an incredible expression on his face.
Kurosaki Ichigo and Kuchiki Rukia shook the Zanpaku Sword in their hands strongly, and they didn't even know the sweat in their palms.
This man gives them a very dangerous feeling...
"Is this another world??" Mulin frowned and did not move forward, standing still.
Looking around, the sky, the grass, the people...there is nothing unusual at all.
"Everything is normal?"
Mulin remained silent, and completely put the two boys and girls in front of him to the side.
Everything in the theater version of the different world is exactly the same as the scene in the world of death, even if it is a person or a thing.
Mullin raised his head and looked at the two people in front of him carefully.
"It's really the same, there is no difference at all!"
"Then this is another world???? How did I come to this other world?"
Mu Lin Zai carefully recalled the beginning of his journey from the house of Kisuke Urahara.
The breeze, the singing of birds, the rustling of leaves, the singing of Xia Cicada... one of my own blinks.
"Is it a blink of my own eyes??? That made myself come to another world???". ,,.