Zai Buzhan walked to the clinic named "Healing" with Bai in his arms. He looked up and saw that the ground had been tilted. Although it had not yet fallen into the ground, the deep red near dusk made people feel a little uneasy in their hearts.

Bai in his arms looked at the bloody Yang in the distance, gently clamped his neck, and the uneasiness that did not disappear kept rolling in the thin girl's heart. He was no longer the one whom he could even peach land? No one knew that no one wanted, but a tool that could help No one could kill adults, but his value was gradually disappearing. Konoha Tsunade...

Do you really don’t want to see Lord Biaozhan look disappointed?

The darkness that I had endured for a long time finally broke a gap, but two scars gradually covered the wellhead that penetrated into the sun. "Woo..." a soft whimper came from my arms, without the strength he had when he first met, or in other words, he had always been strong. However, during this period, the thing that supported strength began to gradually break.

If I don’t cut into an alley, I slowly leaned against the wall and sat down, looking at the darkness deep in the alley with my eyes, and I didn’t dare to look at Bai’s eyes. It was those eyes that made me recognize this girl whose fate was connected at the beginning when I met her. The quiet face was like the last lamp in my dark world, rescuing myself, who was about to be completely numbed by blood. I wanted to hug her, but I was afraid to break her. Haha, I only know her strength, but I forgot that naive and stubbornness. Everything, perhaps, is my sin...

No longer looking at the endless darkness in the corner of the wall, she gritted her teeth. Perhaps, if she lost her own definition, if she did not treat her well, she would not be in vain.

Tsunade? Hime? Haha, even the blood is scared, it seems that I owe her a favor. Maybe it's very troublesome, but my world cannot allow any damage. Even if I kill her, the plot is no longer important, or what I see is almost helpless. If I don't cut off one hand and hold Bai, stroke Bai's hair with one hand, and whisper, "What's wrong, Bai?"

Bai broke away from Zaibuzhan's hug with force. Zaibuzhan was not prepared for her and was broken out by Bai. Bai knelt on the ground, sobbing slightly and lowered his head and said, "Master Aibuzhan, please, please discard Bai..."

Zaibuzhan's hand, which was stopped in the air, trembled slightly, and looked up at Bai. All Bai left behind him was a piece of low hanging down that covered his hair. Zaibuzhan slowly stood up, walked to Bai's body, put his palm on Bai's head, and the sound from his mouth was a little cold: "Do you want to betray me?"

Bai trembled slightly, raised his head and explained, "No...No...No..." Zai Buzhan hugged Bai in his arms stiffly, and said coldly, "I said that day that you are mine from that day. Even a perfect ninja instrument like the decapitation sword needs maintenance. Do you understand, Bai?" Sheng Leng's words reminded Bai of the words of Ai Buzhan when he first met: "A guy like you who is not needed may die here tomorrow..."

Bai tried hard to raise his head and looked at Zaibuzhan's eyes. A deep layer of haze blocked the tiny luster in his pupils, as if he had first met, deeply abandoned by this world, not needed, or as a need for "human". Bai buried his head in Zaibuzhan's arms, and cried and murmured: "I'm sorry, I won't kill my lord..."

The clothes that were wet after tears could not cut off their abdomen. A subtle coolness pierced the hearts of the two people, a numb twist, a naive twist, light and darkness, darkness and holiness blended between the two figures in chaos...

No longer stroking Bai's back, which was constantly shaking because of sobs, his eyes looked at the exit of the alley, and a trace of light penetrated into the darkness that should not have been penetrated by the sun...

An umbrella was opened and placed in the corner of the basement wall. Its owner had not taken it away for a long time. An innocent spider thought that the darkness under the umbrella would exist forever, and wrapped the spider silk between them on it, hoping to leave it forever, until it rained, the umbrella was taken away by the owner. The spider silk was pulled and long until it was torn off, and the spider weaving the web was driven away. When the next umbrella was parked here, the spider once again wrapped the web on it, wrapping it tighter. The spider's web breaking again and again made the spider understand that it would never be able to leave the umbrella you wanted, but when a familiar umbrella was placed here, the spider once again wrapped the spider silk on it...

Zai Buzhan wiped Bai's face full of tears and tears, hugged her with her other hand and gently lifted her up. Zai Buzhan gently pressed her against Bai's forehead and said slowly: "I'll wait for the two big and small ghosts to arrive tonight. We'll take a night off. We'll go to Hetian Town tomorrow."

Zaibuzhan secretly wiped his hands on the wall behind him and held Tuobai, so that Bai could hug him: "We will find a hotel later. I will give you the information about Tsunade Hime. I will analyze her weaknesses. Her huge power technique is of no use to me, but based on the information I collected, a kind of nerve misalignment technique she mastered gave me a headache." Bai's little face, which was still tear-stained, replied softly: "Yes, Lord Buzhan..."

Walking out of the alley, half of the sun's body had already soaked into the earth. The redness left behind dyed the distant earth blood red. A trace of bloody smell came into the nose of Aibuzhan. Haha, is the killing coming again? Zaibuzhan glanced at the crowd not far away and walked towards the hotel not far away with Bai.

When he walked to the hotel, Zabuzhen put down Bai, booked two rooms from the store owner, and asked the waiter to take Bai up first, handed Bai two scrolls, and told Bai to go out to buy something. He watched Bai's figure gradually disappear on the stairs, and then turned around and left the hotel.

Aibushou walked to a corner, pulled out the beheading sword from the shadow, gently carried it on his back, and followed the familiar smell of blood toward the crowd. The crowd gradually became rare, until only one person was left, Aibushou slowly walked into a quiet alley, with a man with a fluffy hair standing in the depths of the alley with his back to him.

Zabuzhan reached out and held the handle of the beheaded sword behind him, and said sarcastically: "Li Se? Chuan Wan, the smell of the corpse on your broken needle is really annoying. Humph, now you have already helped Mizukage with work."

The man turned around, revealing his face with the area of ​​the fog ninja hunting troops, carrying a slender ninja knife that was no shorter than the beheading sword in Zaibuzhan's hand, and said, "I won't see you anymore, haha, the old thing in the third generation is dead, now I am the assistant of the fourth generation." Zaibuzhan was slightly stunned. The old thing who lived through the ninja war was dead?!

However, Zaibuzen quickly calmed down and said lightly: "Yakura is a good little trick." Ri Seung? A sound came from the Shuima Mask: "Haha, I invited you back to the village on behalf of the fourth generation." Zaibuzen smiled "Haha": "Kisame's samskin was made by that little guy? Haha, that idiot in Xigua Mountain has been killed by Kisame? After all, he is a loyal supporter of the third generation."

Ri Seungmaru said, "Haha, it was the fourth generation's idea to ask you to go back this time. Reorganize the Mizuno Seven Ninjak to strengthen the Mizuno's influence." Zabuzheng looked at Ri Seungmaru in front of him with contempt and said sarcastically: "Haha, no wonder the smell on the 'sewer' has decayed. You no longer have the title of 'Seven Ninjak'?"

Riki Seung-Shunmaru said angrily: "Hmph, I don't know the so-called little ghost. Do you think you have won the title of ghost man, so arrogant. If it weren't for Lord Yakura, how could I look down on your strength?" Zabuzen twisted his neck, and his tough bones made a sound of "Kaba Kaba Kaba" and it was particularly clear in the alley. Zabuzen lowered his head and laughed: "If, I say, what if?"

Li Xian? Chuanmao made a strange laugh: "Hehehe, then I will get the beheading knife back." As he said that, his wrist shook, and the slender "sewer" pointed straight at the heart that was not cut off, "take off your head worth 10 million taels."

After slashing, he narrowed his eyes and slowly inserted his beheading sword in front of him. He smiled and said, "The sun is about to set. I hope you can take off my head within ten minutes. Hum, the third-ranked 'stitch'."

Riki Seung-Shunmaru's masked face was invisible, but his words revealed his anger: "That's just the ranking of the ninja knife, not your ranking!!!"

No more slashing, pull out the beheading sword inserted on the ground, pointing horizontally at Li Yan who was holding the knife and pointing at him. Chuanwan said coldly: "Then let my slashing sword cut off your head, let history become a ranking!" Li Yanwan? Chuanwan narrowed his eyes, pointed at "slit needle" in his right hand, and secretly stroked the secondary blade of the long knife slit needle with his left hand. The bitter murderous aura raged in the gloomy alley, and the dust on the ground dissipated in an instant. The beheading sword and the long knife slit needle, the two strongest swords of the fog ninja exuded the breath accumulated by itself in infinite killing, a violent aura, and a bloody collision was about to break out. The blood red emitted by Xi Yang, who was only half of the remaining remaining, seemed to be proclaiming something?
Chapter completed!