[[[cp|.com/chapters/20112/20/1607152634338371309573750914562.jpg]]]] The sky of the Rain Country is like its name. Although it is not as unrestrained as the spring rain yesterday, it is the continuous and gentle. Walking on the road is like walking on the rain in the past life. Although this rain contains a slight chakra, it makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

I touched the rainwater on the hat and shook my head. The raindrops on the hat fell out in a ring, hitting the wet ground with some water splashes. Haha, I was about to reach the center of the Rain Ninja Village. Although I didn't want to get into trouble, I couldn't help but want to see where the person named "demigod" lives. I don't cut my fingers on the coat under my straw raincoat and wiped my fingers stained with water marks. I made the beheading knife tightly wrapped in bandages on my back, and couldn't help but speed up the pace under my feet...

No longer cut, I stopped, took off the hat on my head, let the rain wet the bandage on my face, and looked up at the Rain Ninja Village in front of me. I have to say that Rain Ninja Village is really majestic. It is not the warmth of Konoha, nor the threat of the tall cliffs of the Sand Ninja, but gives people an advanced feeling. Countless iron pipes are connected in series on the walls of the house. Haha, is Hanzo a rainwater circulation system made for himself?

After registering at the door as a traveler, Zabuzhan walked into the gate of Yu Ninja Village with a beheading sword on his back. He walked slowly on the street and browsed the unique houses of Yu Ninja Village. Although the houses were of good style, a small ninja village like Yu Ninja Village could not hide the poverty of the small ninja village. The single agricultural products on the street stalls, the clothes with patches on the pedestrians, and the numbness on the pedestrians' faces.

Zabuzhan shook his head. Although it cannot be denied that Shanjiao Yu Hanzo is an epoch-making powerhouse, Hanzo can't hold on to this kind of life for long, right? Haha, the sad man who has the Eye of Legend and calls himself a "God" is about to kill him? Although I don't know how long the legendary "demigod" will exist, I think it won't be too long, right?

Zaibuzhan stroked his wet hair, looked at the huge face on the center of Yuren, Zaibuzhan shook the raindrops on his head, and thought to himself: "I thought that the avatar was built after zero power seizure, but it turned out that it had already existed, although there was only a bare face.

The hat slowly covered his head, and then rubbed his nose and walked out of the village. After all, I was a passerby. Although I didn't like the belief that "god" insisted, I was really tired of it. After careful calculation, I was in my thirties. A desolate mentality slowly came to my heart. I didn't cut my hat anymore and walked outside the village of Yu Nin Village. I didn't notice a few boys walking into the village. One of the red-haired boys looked back at him. The rainwater brought the curtain to the journey to Yu Nin Village that I couldn't cut. The Yu Nin Village gradually couldn't see clearly behind Yu Nin Village. He could only feel the rain curtain hanging full of rain curtains, as if a village crying behind him...

A day and night disappeared in the constant journey. I leaned on a giant tree for a slight rest. An inexplicable impatientness slowly ignited in the heart of Aobu Wuzhan, urging Aobu Wuzhan to rush to rush to the road. I just closed my eyes for a while, and stood up, helped the beheading sword behind me, and continued to rush to the end of my journey. I haven't felt this for a long time. It seems that at that time, a beautiful figure appeared in my heart, and I twisted my neck, making a sound of "Cal, Kaba", as if I wanted to drive away my body's fatigue, or drive away the memories I remembered... Time gradually flowed through the journey of Aobu Wuzhan, like a day and night...

The Pier of Fire Country... Looking back, Zabuzhan stepped onto the ship back to the Water Country, and fell down when he walked to his cabin. The fatigue accumulated on the road seemed to burst out in an instant, making Zabuzhan slightly dizzy. The physical strength that seemed to be unable to be squeezed along the way was exhausted at this moment, and the strong muscles in his body seemed to have become decorations, and he could not lift up a trace of strength.

"Hmph..." Zaibuzhan smiled mockingly. No matter how powerful his body is, although he has almost escaped from the category of "human", he has to admit that his body is still human. He feels his weakness. He can no longer close his eyes and reduce the consumption of physical functions.

It seems that this is the second time in this world. In my previous life, my body has been at that level of weakness. Every year, even every month, it is a miracle. Disease and aging are the greatest sorrow of ninjas standing at the peak of ninjas. The god of ninjas, Sarutobi, cannot get rid of this rule, let alone myself?

Aibu Wuzhang forced the beheading sword to the inside of the bed, huddling himself in the quilt, but he could not get rid of the coldness. The heat emitted by his whole body could not drive away even a little chill, and he actually felt like he wanted someone to take care of him.

In a trance, the strong smell of blood covered up my sense of smell, as if I was soaking in a pool of blood. Although I did not reject that breath, the sticky taste made it difficult for me to breathe, as if someone gently pinched my throat, causing heat to riot my remaining reason, and the cold from the heart wrapped around my entire soul.

Opening, my confused eyes seemed to see a vague figure in front of the bed, my long black hair, with the gentleness of the past, the familiar and somewhat strange fragrance, my memory and reality were a little confused, as if I saw the pink little hand touching my forehead, and I gently exclaimed in my ear: "Ah, Mr. Ninja, your forehead is so hot."

I tried hard to stretch out my left hand to touch the face in my memory, but the nostalgic cheek shattered the moment I touched it, the space fell into darkness, and my arms fell weakly...

A ray of sunshine in the sky spread into the cabin, reflected on Zaibuzhan's face. Zaibuzhan grabbed his face weakly, and sat up with difficulty. He looked at the blue outside the window, and his head was numb and could not have a clear thought. He walked out of bed with a swaying look at the food that had already become cold in the door. Zaibuzhan leaned on the door decadently, swallowing the food in front of him. The slightly cool food was swallowed along the hot throat, making Zaibuzhan frown.

A drop of water-like liquid slid down the cheeks that Bubu Slides down the cheeks that Bubu Slides, and stretches out his left hand to gently catch them, put them to his lips, and captures the bitterness at the tip of his tongue. For some reason, he is crying? He grinned a smile on the corner of his mouth, trying to drive away the tears that were about to shed, but for some reason, the tears that should have been restrained slid down the cheeks. Even if a twisted smile arises at the corner of his mouth, even if there is no whimper, the warm water droplets roll down the firm face.

Nozhe tear off his ninja bag and tried hard to find what he wanted. Even the wooden sign with the word "umbrella" was discarded on the cold wooden floor. "Huch---Huch---" After searching, he consumed the effort he had accumulated. Nozhe had only realized that the bracelet he was looking for was already hanging on his white wrist.

No longer chopped his left leg and pulled out of the bandage on his ankle, and the light marks of kunai were lying on his back, and he murmured: "Is this what I want to protect? Even if it is incomplete, even if there is only one person left? It's just that it has been possessed but disappears, and it's really hard to accept..."

There was only one person left in the cold room...

"Woo------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

He walked to the bedside, carried a heavy beheading knife, pushed open the door, followed the crowded crowd, and stepped onto the shore of the Water Country. Zabuzhan casually greeted a carriage at the dock. He glanced at the old man who looked more honest on the surface, got into the carriage, and said lightly: "Go to Hotan Town and charter a car." The old man smiled at his colleagues around him and shouted: "Good~" skillfully set up the carriage and merged into the crowd who were rushing...

If you don’t cut off the beheading sword, you will hold the beheading sword in your arms, close your eyes slightly, feel the noise of the dock in the morning, hand your right hand to your mouth, bit your teeth hard through the bandage, and your sharp teeth pierce the bandage until you pierce your palm, allowing blood to flow down the bandage. You will lick the wound gently, "hum" smile, mocking your cowardice, and shook your slightly long broken hair, listened to the "gurgling" sound of the wheels, leaned against the carriage to continue your rest.

"Hey, young man, Hotan Town has arrived!" After a while, the cheerful voice of the old man came from outside the carriage. Zabuzhan woke up, carried the beheading sword in his arms back on his back, and asked, "How much?"

The old man smiled and said, "Thirty thousand, haha, it's all the price." Zabuzhan took out a stack of money from his ninja bag, pinched it, handed it to the old man, shook his body and walked towards the gate of Hotan Town...

Zabuzhan pinched his identity certificate list with a mirror tomb, and walked towards the Shuishui House in his memory. The roads in Hetian Town were bustling with the sound of hawking, bargaining, and carriages and horses, which made Zabuzhan, who was already dizzy, unable to help but rub his hair's forehead, moved his heavy steps, and walked towards the Shuishui House.

Zabuzen went to the counter first to look at it. Seeing that the second floor house was still registered with his "name" Mitsutomi Maru, he confirmed with the hotel owner, received the key, and walked straight to the second floor. Near the stairs was Tsunade's hotel where Tsunade lived. Zabuzen hesitated for a moment and knocked on Tsunade's door, but there was no response. It seemed that he should have gone out to gamble, after all, there was a silent name on it.

Zabuzhan dragged his drowsy body toward his room. Although he was a little uncomfortable, his keen hearing did not notice the breathing sounds in the room. He inserted the key, pushed open the door, and threw himself on the bed. A small frustration appeared in his heart. He was probably taken away by Tsunade. After all, it was not safe to put a child here, especially a subordinate of a rebel nun.

Zai Bushen stayed in bed and stared blankly. Sometimes the footsteps in the corridor made Zai Bushen slightly excited, but he never returned in vain. Until the sky became a dim layer, noisy footsteps came again in the corridor. Tsunade's carefree voice made Zai Bushen wake up and barely sat up. Tsunade's generous teasing voice came from the corridor: "Little kid, go to dinner with me first. Anyway, your Lord Wushen will stay in the room if you come back."

Bai's voice was a little slender, and he couldn't hear clearly. He was a little uneasy in his heart. Although he had a good dialogue, he had only been with her for more than a month. After all, Tsunade had been taking care of her for a month after all. Will Bai be in love with Tsunade? Perhaps, he shouldn't have come back. Tsunade, who is phobic, brings Bai who doesn't want to kill. Concerning, it is the best future.

The chaos in my mind made the already vague white words even more difficult to hear. Aibu Biao leaned against the wall a little decadently...

A crisp sound of footsteps came from the stairs. Absouzhan opened his eyes tiredly. "Click" the sound of turning the keys at the door. "Cry" and "Cry--" the door slowly opened, and the light in the corridor reflected in. A cheerful exclaim came from the door: "I won't kill you again!!!"

A thin figure rushed into the room and rushed straight towards the figure leaning against the wall on the bed. If it was not cut off the quilt, it would hug the figure that was thrown into the arms with both arms. The black hair was slightly dry. Although it was still in the fragrance of bathing, it could not cover the dull haggardness. It felt that the weight it was under the body seemed to have become much lighter. If it was not cut off, a satisfied and pity smile appeared on the corner of the mouth under the bandage.

No more slashing the face in the slightly dark light, although it was neat, it was a bit thin like the one I had just taken in. No more slashing the petite body, feeling the softness of the girl's back, tilting her head up and gently inserting the tip of her nose into her hair, breathing the faint scent of cherry blossoms, a few drops of wetness and wet her chin, and a hint of coolness came from the bandage. No more slashing the bandage on her face, looking at Bai's sob, an impulse was passed into my heart, and my hands were inserted between Bai's hair, gently supporting Bai's head. Bai seemed to have noticed something, and opened her eyes blurred by tears.

Zaibuzhan raised his head and gently kissed the pink soft lips in Bai Dai's dazhan's eyes. The fragrance of the girl came from his lips into Zaibuzhan's mouth. The faint fragrance of flowers was calm and gentle, without arousing a trace of crazy desire. It was just that warm breath made Zaibuzhan reluctant to leave. Bai wrapped around Zaibuzhan's head, let Zaibuzhan kiss lightly, slightly closed the bright eyes with tears, as if he had returned to the bridgehead, and saw the eyes that were the same as himself, and the thin lips that were kissed by Zaibuzhan raised a shallow smile...

A crystal sticky hangs on the corners of the two of them. The white jade nose makes a slight "hmm~" sound, and you're at a loss. Zaibuzhan gently purses the crystal clearness of the white lips. Just as you were about to say something, the sound of rough footsteps came from the door, which made the two of you look around...
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