Wine can relieve sorrows, just because the dizziness it brings can make people forget the reality that people dare not remember. If the eyes are blurred, they cannot remember the tearing pain. Four or five empty bottles have been poured decadently by the table. Tsunade pours the sake in the bottle into his mouth one by one. The creamy eyebrows may be slightly frowned because of the slight spicy taste of sake. His snow-white face is covered with a drunken redness. His light brown eyes are filled with obsession. If he does not fall into the world, where will he fall into it? Konoha's Ji...

Tsunade stood up shakingly, the pair of giant peaks on her chest shaking, her slender fingers pinched a bottle of sake, and staggered out of the house. Shizune quickly got up and held Tsunade. Tsunade put one hand on Shizune, and said something vaguely, perhaps only she knew. He hugged Shizune and walked out of the house, Jiraiya gently shouted: "Tsunade..."

Tsunade, who was half leaning on Shizune, seemed to know something, waved behind her and opened the door. Zabuzhang narrowed her eyes and said to Bai lightly: "Go to Shizune, Shizune."

Bai Qi bowed slightly to Zaibushen and Jiraiya, held Tsunade's other side, and walked out of the cottage. There were only two men who had not drunk much wine in the room...

Zabuzen opened a new bottle of sake, sipped at the mouth of the bottle, and said to Jiraiya: "If you want to ask, just say whatever you want, Lord Jiraiya..." Jiraiya stroked his hair, his eyes faded away from the silly disguise, and became sharper, and he said softly: "Tsunade wants you to assassinate Ridou?"

Zaibuzhan continued to drink lightly the wine and nodded casually. Jiraiya suppressed his murderous aura and continued to say, "You are also causing the idea of ​​Tsunade's desire to take revenge?" Zaibuzhan put down the bottle of wine in his hand and said slowly, "Master Jiraiya, what do you think?"

Although Zaibuzen called Jiraiya, there was no trace of respect in his tone. Jiraiya could not suppress his momentum, and the murderous aura that was stained with fresh blood splashed out. Jiraiya gritted his teeth and said, "Aibuzen..." Zaibuzen pulled the bandage that was pulled down because of eating, and said coldly: "It's not a shame that Jiraiya, one of the three ninjas, has such a strong murderous aura..." Jiraiya may be the best among the three ninjas. Jiraiya restrained his murderous aura and exhaled, saying, "Tsunade is already like that, are you still provoking her to take revenge?"

Zaibuza stretched out his index finger and waved it, saying, "No, no, no, for those who have hatred, revenge is the right given to people by God. Some people may suffer for the rest of their lives for these two words, but Tsunade is not like this." Zaibuzaza paused, narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiraiya in front of him, and said lightly: "You know Tsunade's pain, but you don't understand the root of the pain, because you have never suffered this pain named "Shang". So, no matter how you try to get close to Tsunade, you find that the distance between you and her is not at all..."

Jiraiya had calmed down, narrowed her eyes and asked, "What are you talking about?" Zaibuza's eyes showed a gleam of pity, and continued to tell herself: "Do you like Tsunade?" Jiraiya's face turned red. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Zaibuza's body turned sideways and continued to say in a tone that she could not describe: "You don't understand Tsunade, just like you don't understand your companion - Orochimaru, haha..."

Jiraiya's face became a little embarrassed. He got what he wanted from his face. A strange smile broke out under the bandage: "You try to care for Tsunade, but what you get is always her expulsion, just like hatred. You want to comfort her and heal her inner wounds. If you forget that the wound is scarred, there is still cracked skin hidden under the blood shackle. Once you remember, the blood shackle will shatter, and the painful blood will flow again until you sink again. For a while, forget the scars, let it condense the new blood shackle, and continue to deceive yourself from being hurt anymore. So you don't know anything..."

Jiraiya was a little stunned, shaking her head, as if she wanted to throw out the things she heard. "You don't understand... You don't understand... You don't understand... You don't understand... You don't understand... You don't understand... You don't understand... You just don't understand my goal at all..." The words kept echoing in Jiraiya's mind, and pictures kept floating in front of Jiraiya's eyes, just like the back of Orochimaru when he wanted to recover Orochimaru, and the words sounded in his ears: "It's interesting to see something moving... It's boring to stop... You don't understand my goal at all..."

Remembering that I was hiding in the corner and peeking at the scene where Tsunade kissed him, the sour feeling was unbearable until I was foolishly drunk in the bar, constantly blessing Tsunade while leaving tears, just like Orochimaru who was accompanying him, his sarcastic and caring words: "You idiot, you don't understand her at all..."

Haha, why, I tried to approach them, understand them, and fall in love with them, why can only watch them leave Konoha with their decadent backs, until I left the place where I might have been nostalgic for. Perhaps, as they said, I still don’t know anything...

"Dingling---" The wine cup in Jiraiya's hand fell on the table, making a crisp sound, awakening Jiraiya who was immersed in the memories. Jiraiya found that she was out of control, picked up the wine cup that fell on the blanket along the table, and barely smiled at Zaibuzai on the side. Zaibuzai rubbed the bandage on the bridge of his nose and said lightly: "You can see it too, Tsunade's aura has no trace of blood at all. She, perhaps, can never be a ninja..."

Jiraiya jumped up and shouted, "What are you talking about?!!" Zaibuzun continued, "Just like the information I have collected, Tsunade suffers from phobia and is so scared that he can't move when he sees the blood..."

Jiraiya opened her mouth, but could not say anything to refute Zabuzen. Jiraiya scratched her white hair and changed the topic and said, "By the way, I won't kill you, what is the reward for Tsunade?" "Hmph," Zabuzen smiled strangely and said, "Touch her breasts for a while..." Jiraiya "What...what?!!"

"Hahahaha" Zaibuzhan smiled and said, "It's just a joke." Jiraiya realized that he was being fooled, "Haha" laughed dryly. Zaibuzhan lifted the wine bottle on the table, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly, saying, "Did you see that little ghost?" Jiraiya smiled "hehe" and showed a despicable smile. Zaibuzhan glanced at Jiraiya and said coldly: "That's a very important tool for me..."

Jiraiya's smile froze. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he knew that ninja was the most perfect tool and still said nothing. Zaibuzhen continued, "Even if the perfect tool is still damaged, she is worth an S-level mission." Jiraiya narrowed his eyes. Now that the ninja battle has passed, an S-level mission requires dispatching one or several elite U-Nin teams. According to the information he collected, he assassinated Shadow-level level in the ninja village, separated and killed nearly thirty U-Ninjas. This is not an exaggeration to call it a super S-level mission.

Zaibuzhan caught Jiraiya's squinting action, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't you know her surname?" Jiraiya thought for a while and asked, "Jing Tomb?" Zaibuzhan shook his head: "No, although the blood of Jiraiya has nurtured many geniuses, they have nothing to covet..." Jiraiya trembled slightly and said, "Blood Transcendence Limit?! Could that little ghost is Shui Wuyue?!"

Zaibuzen did not respond and changed the topic and said, "Haha, Lord Jiraiya, I know you are still collecting information for Konoha. As a senior, don't you think you should exchange something for it?" Jiraiya frowned. After all, he found out about taboo information from others, and he was more concerned about face. It would be unelegant to take advantage of the younger generation like this.

Jiraiya touched the family mark on his face and said, "What kind of information do you want? I won't tell you about Konoha's information." "Hmph" Zabuzhen shook his head: "As a person living in the dark, my intelligence may not be as complete as you, but it has never been incomplete. This time I want to ask Master Jiraiya about Konoha's technique."

Jiraiya frowned and rubbed her chin, saying, "As long as it is not a secret forbidden technique, I can give it to you." Zaibuzhan said, "Master Jiraiya misunderstood. I just want to prove something." Jiraiya asked curiously, "Oh?" Zaibuzhan looked at Jiraiya and said, "I'm sorry, I'm rude. I heard that your disciple Fourth Generation Naruto invented the property change ninjutsu, the strongest genus of Wind Escape - Rasuchima."

Jiraiya frowned and waved her hand and said, "I won't spread this trick." Zaibuzhuo put on a pause posture and continued, "My teacher has also created the attribute changes of Fengdun. I want to ask for a verification." Jiraiya became interested after hearing this, "Hmm?"

Zabuzen stood up, looked at Jiraiya who didn't sit down after jumping up, and said, "Since Jiraiya didn't refuse, then start." Jiraiya smiled "hehe" and said, "It's also helpful to exercise moderately after meals."

Jiraiya stretched out his right hand and pinched the tiger seal with his left hand (emotion, it was like that when he was mingled with Naruto), and a ball of chakra appeared in his palm, crystal clear and constantly spinning, and the pure beauty concealed its killing connotation. Although I watched it many times in the comics, I saw Rasuka in reality for the first time, and if I didn’t cut it, I was still obsessed with its beauty, until Jiraiya shouted: "Oh, little devil, I am very tired to hold it."

Zaibuzhan reacted and said, "Sorry, I won't kill you." Jiraiya looked at Zaibuzhan's indifferent look and snorted, "Damn little devil, there is no sincerity at all." Zaibuzhan's right hand was pinched into a hand knife, and a crisp sound was made of a "hiss---" and the bandage on his hand turned into a white cloth and flew lightly, saying, "I'm going to go, Lord Jiraiya."

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The light gradually faded away, and a drop of sticky scarlet slid in the air, falling on the pine flower and wood table, making a "tick" sound...
Chapter completed!