A faint scent of sulfur filled the entire spring room surrounded by fog. The warm breath took away the fatigue of the long journey. There was a warm feeling filled in this not-so-large space. I was lazy and climbed up the hot spring. The feeling of comfort was slowly conveying, and I felt like I didn't want to stop spreading in the air...

Zabuzhan found a purple scroll from the pile of clothes he had taken off, summoned the clothes he had purchased before, draped them on his body, looked back at Bai who was huddled in the hot spring pool, and remembered that he had not prepared the clothes for Bai to travel far. Zabuzhan scratched his messy hair, found the coat from the pile of clothes, took out a stack of Snow Country banknotes for tax exchange, stuffed them into his pocket, and took out a loose coat from the storage scroll, gently placed it on the stone steps next to the hot spring, and said softly: "Let's make do with it first, Bai, let's buy some new ones later."

The sound of clothes coming from the hot spring house came. Zabuzhan Qing hugged Bai, who was tightly wrapped in his coat, walked out of the hot spring house. Seeing the waiter waiting outside the house, Zabuzhan subconsciously blocked his face. He handed out a stack of banknotes with his other hand, and a slightly cold voice came from his palm covering his mouth and nose: "You go and buy some clothes suitable for this child, and the rest will be your tip..."

The waiter looked at Bai who was used by Zai Buzhan on her side, with a few strange colors flashing in his eyes. He took the banknotes handed over by Zai Buzhan and said softly: "Please follow me to your room first." Zai Buzhan nodded, signaling the waiter to lead the way, hugging Bai and following her. Bai pressed himself tightly against Zai Buzhan's body, and his body was just wrapped in a bath towel under his coat and trembled slightly because of the coldness of walking.

The wooden clogs stepped on the wooden stairs and made a "tap" sound, and the three of them disappeared at the entrance of the stairs...

The second floor of the hotel... The waiter pushed open the door of the room in front of him, handed the key to Zai Buzhan, bowed slightly and walked downstairs. Zai Buzhan walked into the room with Bai, closed the door with his backhand, looked down at Bai, and said lightly: "Go to the bed to warm up, wait for the waiter to bring the clothes to come down." Bai's blushing smile, which had just been taken in the hot spring, made a layer of pink, climbed onto the edge of the bed with a little impatient, secretly held it in his eyes, took off his pretty incompatible coat, pulled over the bedding, and shrank himself into the thick quilt.

"Bangbang, Bangbang" The sound of knocking on the door came from outside the door. Aobushen narrowed his eyes and slowly walked to the sofa in the room and sat down. He lowered his head, making it difficult to see all his face clearly. A faint coldness appeared around Aobushen, and a hoarse and cold voice sounded in the room: "Come in, Mingtou Yetou..." The suppressed tyrannical coldness of Bai gradually emerged, and a bloody smell bloomed.

"Squeak---" The door made an ugly sound. Two unripe figures slowly approached the room. Ming Tou, who was walking in front, knelt down on one knee. A respectful voice said in his mature voice that was inconsistent with his young face: "I won't kill my master again." Ye Tou behind him also knelt down as his brother, and shouted in a similar manner: "I won't kill my master again."

Zabuzhan looked at Ming Tou kneeling in front of him, the smell of blood that was still completely restrained, and the slightly mature face made him feel satisfied. Sure enough, bonding to such nothingness would create geniuses. Sasuke gave all the remaining things to chase Itachi's footsteps, while Ming Tou let his younger brother get the trace of protection and constantly turned himself into a "genius". Perhaps, his physical qualifications were not very good, but the stronger heart allowed him, a ninja who could use ninjutsu, to have a heart as tough as Locke Li, and that light blood-colored bandages concealed the scars left by his hard practice.

Zai Buzhan lowered his head, which was raised because of observing Mingtou, and said lightly: "Why is it so embarrassing..." Mingtou lowered his head and said: "When entering the Snow Country, he was targeted by the Fog Ninja. I killed a tail the day before yesterday, but he still couldn't get rid of their tracking." Zai Buzhan narrowed his eyes and secretly praised Mingtou in front of him. At least the Zhongnin who saw the two "lower ninjas" was at least the Zhongnin. Perhaps, Mingtou's ability could not become Zhongnin, but if Mingtou now fights with Uchiha Sasuke, who has just graduated, he must be Mingtou.

"Master Ai Buzhan..." A tender voice came from beside him. Bai, who was a few years older than Mingtou, poked his head out of the quilt. Zai Buzhan swept the corner of his eyes to Bai on the bed, signaling her to continue. Bai saw Zai Buzhan's gaze, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, and said softly: "Master Ai Buzhan, if you say this to Mingtou, Wu Nin has already known your whereabouts, or your destination."

Zai Buzhan smiled slightly, but the haze of light and shadow hid Zai Buzhan's imperfect smile under the shadow blocked by his arms. Zai Buzhan was very satisfied with Bai's analytical ability. Although the things analyzed were very basic, even if he was himself, the many analytical analysis was mostly based on the experience accumulated in his heart. Bai was so small that Bai showed such perfect analytical ability, which made Zai Buzhan very happy. No wonder Bai would analyze the defects of Kakashi Sharingan through a battle. Bai continued: "Mistine and the others did not catch the brothers of the Nether. It might be that this is the land of the Snow Country. However, it is also possible that they want to lead Lord Zai Buzhan out of their way, so they must have a lot of teams."

Zaibuzhan nodded with approval. Mingtou looked at Bai who was huddled on the bed in surprise, lowered his head and said to Zaibuzhan regret: "Master Aibuzhan..."

Zai Buzhan waved his hand, and casually changed the topic and said, "How is your two practicing?" Mingtou was stunned for a moment and replied, "Master Ai Buzhan, Yetou and I have mastered two skills." Zai Buzhan said lightly, "Let's rest for a day today and start the next step of cultivation tomorrow." Zai Buzhan waved his hand to signal the two to leave. Mingtou's slowly exited Zai Buzhan's room, "?" with a light sound, the wooden door of the room covered the last figure of Mingtou's figure.

Zai Buzhan slowly stood up, locked the door, walked back to the bed and sat down, and asked softly: "Bai, do you have any advice for those tails that have been chasing you?" Bai Hong's face appeared with a sweet smile and said softly: "Your Madam Buzhan already has a solution, right?"

Zaibuzhan pinched Bai's cheeks slightly hard, smiled gently, took out a roll of bandage from the ninja bag hidden in his waist, put it on the quilt, and said lightly: "Help me stretch it out." Around Bai, half of the body wrapped in a bath towel, picked up the bandage, and slowly wrapped the bandage on Zaibuzhan's face. Her pink fingers gently touched her face, let Zaibuzhan close her eyes gently, smell the warm breath exhaled by the girl in front of her, and comforted her cold heart with a faint ease, demonstrating the bloody smell that was about to be emitted...

The darkness slowly swallowed the last ray of sunlight of the sun. As the moon gradually rose, the lights in the Xuejie Village went out one by one, until the last lonely lamp was buried by the darkness.

Dozens of black figures gathered outside the Snow World, and under the moonlight, the unique water-patterned forehead protection of the Fog Ninja was faintly exposed. A black shadow rushed out of the Snow World village and knelt on one knee to report to the leader of Fog Ninja: "Sir, have you confirmed that the rebellious Ninja Peach Land? If you don't kill it, you will be here."

The leader of the Muzannin raised his face, revealing a face full of scars, and the corners of his mouth stitched by the front spit out something not very clear: "Well, we will kill him tonight and reappear the glory of the 'sea'." The twenty faces hidden in the darkness appeared with a hideous smile. "Wooh----" The leader of the Muzannin, who led the team, let out a slight moan and looked at his chest blankly. A dark kunai penetrated deeply into his chest, leaving only the ring-shaped kunai remaining in his sight. The black shadow kneeling in front of the Muzannin leader on one knee raised his head, revealing a bandaged face, and the pale yellow pupils were particularly clear under the gloomy moonlight.

The leader of the team, Wu Nin, stretched out his right hand tremblingly, trying to say something. The ninja in front of him took a step forward, hooked his neck, hooked his fingers on the ring handle exposed to Wu Nin's chest, twisted 360 degrees, and the light in the leader of the team, Wu Nin's eyes lit up, and a slight "climb" sound came from his throat, and then the eyes that bloomed with the last glory gradually darkened.

The "Sea" group's fog ninjas, who were immersed in killing and becoming famous, had not yet discovered the situation of their captain, and were still immersed in their yy. They realized that the intelligence ninja who knelt on one knee in front of them had disappeared.

Under the silver moonlight, the bright red blood gradually extended from the body of Scar Mist Ninja, lying on the ground, spreading around, bringing a strange fragrance...

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