The greenness of the trees and the shining of the sun cannot keep a person's footsteps. Only clouds floating everywhere have the so-called "freedom".

Abshuo Zhuo kept jumping on the trunk, slowly approaching the place where Bai was placed. A new ray of light came into his eyes. The shadow of the decapitated sword had already appeared in Abshuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo judging his eyes. A smile was constantly leaping on the trunk. He slowly approached the place where Bai was placed. A new ray of light was leaping into the eyes of the trunk. He was leaping into the corner of his mouth. However, the smile condensed in an instant, and a white-haired figure was talking to Bai.

The long white hair and thin body give people a kind of elegant back, and the figure that I almost forgot my memory after I can't cut my head. Junma Lu, a tragic genius, may be the sad ending of a smart fool. No matter how hard I cut my head, I squint my eyes, maybe it's good to take him away, haha, almost perfect tool. Zaibuzhan looked up at Bai who smiled at Junma Lu, and looked at his fair and gentle face, and a hint of warmth appeared in his heart. His eyelids suddenly hopped, and a sense of uneasiness poured in and his heart was not cut.

The distorted psychology caused by long-term killing made Zaibuzhan feel a strong sense of possession, and a distracting thought arises in Zaibuzhan's heart... Zaibuzhan thought in a chaotic way: "Kunmaru and Bai are not much different in age, and with Junmaru's natural talent..." The inexplicable uneasiness rolled in Zaibuzhan's heart. Zaibuzhan looked at Junmaru's beautiful face, and looked at Junmaru's forehead with an inexplicable double-dot mark. A deep jealousy with hatred arises in his twisted heart, "No!!! Bai! Yes! I! No one can take it away!!!"

A trace of violent murderous intent flashed through Zaibuzhan's heart. Junmalu quickly captured the murderous intent behind him, pulled out a bone sword from his arm, and turned around to protect him. Zaibuzhan narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but sigh at Junmalu's excellence. He turned down from the tree. Junmalu held the bone sword and stared at Zaibuzhan. Zaibuzhan didn't look at him, and said coldly to Bai: "It's time to leave, Bai..." Junmalu turned around and looked at Bai in confusion. Bai smiled slightly, and said warmly: "

Lord Biaozhan is the most important person I am." Zabuzhan squatted down and hooked his hand towards Bai Gou, signaling Bai to come over. Bai nodded to Junmalu, and ran into Zabuzhan's arms. Zabuzhan picked up Bai with one hand, and pulled the other hand towards the beheading sword. A slight chakra line hooked the handle of the beheading sword. Abuzhan trembled his wrist, and the beheading sword was whirling back to Zabuzhan's hand. Zabuzhan hanged the beheading sword behind him, and exhaled gently in Bai's ear: "I'm leaving, Bai."

The warm gas invaded Bai's delicate earlobes, causing a ray of bright redness of the girl. She looked at Junmaru with complexity, shook her arms, and let Bai lean against him tighter and walk forward. Bai stretched out her slender arm and gently waved her farewell to Junmaru.

The sun shone on the ground with mottled leaves. Junmaru slowly squatted on the ground and murmured, "I've become alone again, is the most important person?" The white little flower reflected in Jun's eyes, swaying the dance steps of the flowers in the wind. Junmaru looked at the dancing little flower and asked, "Why did the flowers bloom in this place?" How did the flowers answer? Junmaru's expression kept changing, and suddenly Junmaru pulled out the bone sword in his arm and pointed at the white flower. He asked with unknown resentment: "Hua, why don't you even pay attention to me? You even ignore my existence?! In such a place, you will obviously not be seen by anyone!"

The white bone sword was about to slide down, and the delicate white flowers were about to shatter. "Please stop." A hoarse and weird voice sounded in Junmaru's ears. His slender kimono, pale skin, and bum, he was the one who guided himself to find the Mizuno. Junmaru turned around and looked at the purple pupils, and the charming voice sounded in his ears: "It must be meaningless to be alive."

Junmaru stood up, lowered his arm holding the bone sword and listened to what the person in front of him said: "But if you continue to live, you may find something interesting. Just like, you find this flower, just like, I found you..." A trace of turmoil appeared in Junmaru's heart, just like the one who found her, Ai Buzhan?

Orochimaru stretched out a hand to stroke Junmaru's cheek and said slowly, "Follow me." A blush appeared on Junmaru's face, and a hint of murmur appeared in his heart: "Is the most important person?" Junmaru took a few steps quickly and followed Orochimaru's footsteps...

Zai Buzhan walked a few miles with Bai, feeling a little uneasy. He clearly had only one meeting with Junmaru in the original work, so why did so many happen? Moreover, he should have been betrayed. Zai Buzhan tightened Bai in his arms slightly, hoping to get a sense of peace from her body temperature. Before he knew it, a small river appeared in Zai Buzhan's eyes. Zai Buzhan shook his head and drove away the distracting thoughts in his mind. The world was so big that he had to solve his stomach problems.

Zai Buzhan gently put down Bai in his arms, swept around, and said, "Prepare to have dinner here." Zai Buzhan took out the wild fruit collected from his arms and handed it to Bai, pointing at the river water and said, "Go and wash." Bai took the wild fruit and ran towards the river. Zai Buzhan cut off a half-dead tree, and used the beheading knife as a hatchet to cut the dead wood into neat firewood. A bird song came from a distance, and countless birds flew up from the sky. Zai Buzhan narrowed his eyes. The child of Junmaru had been kidnapped by Orochimaru, right?

Although he has the ability to change his sad fate, but the selfishness of human nature has made him give up an extremely central genius. An indescribable feeling arises in his heart, whether it is lost, or something else...

No Sword piled up firewood by the river, and made tiger seals to lit dry firewood (not fire-attribute ninjas, can only use fire escape to smack cigarettes or something). No Sword took out the "lunch snake" that Orochimaru "given with friendship", quickly peeled off the scales, and removed the internal organs. In minutes, the snake bones were abandoned in the ignited bonfire. No Sword pinched the snake gall and put it aside, cut off two branches to make a simple roast?, hung the snake meat on the roast?, and put it on the bonfire to grill it. No Sword rolled the snake meat, and looked at the white that was washing the fruit from time to time.

Bai finally washed the fruit and hurried over with a pack of wild fruits. Zaibuzhan leaned on the ground with a large beheading knife, sat down cross-legged, patted her side, and signaled Bai to sit down. Bai sat down with the wild fruit, took out a slightly red apple and handed it to Zaibuzhan. Zaibuzhan secretly glanced at Bai's wild fruit that was placed beside him, full of green inside. He took the apple from Bai's hand, looked at Bai's sweet smile, and a softness appeared in his heart. Hehe, maybe, I know how I died in the original work. When I was with Bai, I couldn't tolerate a ray of blood, and always outlined the "gentle" cowardice of my "perfect" heart. Zaibuzhan took it out of the ninja bag and was always kunai. With the support of the wind attribute chakra, the apple skin was peeled in circles, and the apple skin was wide and thick, evenly connected, falling off the apple.

Zaibuzhan caught the falling fruit peel, shook it gently, and the skin kept jumping, and a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes. He handed the skin to Bai. Bai held the skin and looked up at Zaibuzhan and said, "It's so amazing to be a master Aibuzhan." Zaibuzhan's eyes were filled with a smile. Bai was about to hand the apple skin into his mouth, but Zaibuzhan hugged it on his legs. Zaibuzhan gently shook a finger, took the skin, and gently cut the apple in his hand, picked up a piece of flesh and handed it to Bai's mouth. A layer of blush appeared on Bai's face, and he opened his mouth shyly to bite the flesh. Zaibuzhan picked up pieces of flesh with Kuwu and slowly fed Bai. Looking at Bai's quiet little face eating apple slices, enjoying this moment of peace of mind.

A smell of oil is transmitted into the nose, and then the white is not cut, and the apple is not cut, and the oil is given. Turning around and rolling the snake meat. Take out a bottle of fine salt and slowly sprinkle it on the snake meat. The flames bite the oil of the snake meat. The fine salt and yellow fat slowly seep into the delicate snake meat. The yellow snake meat exudes a charming meat fragrance. If you don't cut it, use the kunai to cut it open, and the snake meat that is already ripe inside leaks out.

He took off the barbecue and handed the small one to Bai. Bai directly stuffed the apple into his arms, took the barbecue, and frowned slightly (Uh, it seemed that there was no eyebrows). He pointed to the apple protruding on the white clothes. Bai's face couldn't help but turn red. He slowly took out the apple, took the bandage on his face, and sucked the bandage on his hand. Kuwu scratched the bandage and handed it to Bai's hand. Bai turned around shyly and wiped the juice left by the apple on his body with the bandage.

A faint fragrance came from the apple in his mouth on the tip of his tongue. After Wushou, he couldn't help but slightly open the tip of his tongue. A few distractions flashed through his heart. Looking at the holy girl beside him, he couldn't help but shake his head, drove away the distractions in his mind, swallowed the apples in his hand, and began to swallow the barbecue in his hand. Bai wiped the juice and sat next to him, destroying the barbecue in his hand, but after eating less than half of it, he couldn't eat it. After Wushou, he took the barbecue from Bai's hand and solved it completely.

Zai Buzhan took Bai to clean his greasy hands and mouth by the river, packed up his things, and prepared to leave. Zai Buzhan slightly signaled to the "turbid" behind him, inserted the beheading knife into the shadow, slowly squatted down, looked at Bai, Bai's little face turned slightly red, and slowly climbed up to Wuzhan's strong back. Zai Buzhan said lightly: "Sleep for a while, and you will go back to the village in the afternoon."

Bai smiled slightly, hugged Ai Bujian's neck tightly, looked back at the bonfire with sparks, perhaps, staying forever in that time, wouldn't it be happiness? Ai Bujian's hand tidied up the bandage on his face, his back was so white, and he walked into the distance...
Chapter completed!