He gently tapped the windowsill, opened the white curtains, and silently looked at the snow outside the window. The breath of the newly built house was still fading, and he could breathe out a silent breath. Except for himself, all the men in his team went to do tasks, but he could only play with various tonic tools in the forest.

A year will make people change a lot. I used to think that speed and sharpness can cut everything, and I never value Shuriken's skills. Now, I may not be able to match the throwing method of the ninja tool with Itachi in my memory, but if I grasp the flaw, even the Hinin will die on several dark blades without any chakra attached...[]

"Mr. Buzhan, it's time to take medicine..." Bai Qing's gentle voice made Zai Buzhan slightly relieve her frown, and she said "Yeah" in response.

Bai Qing's smile was as quiet as ever, but there was a trace of worry hanging in his bright eyes.

Non-shou took the tea bowl in Bai's hand, silently drank the turbid medicine in the bowl, raised his head slightly, and captured a trace of concern in the girl's eyes. Non-shou put down the medicine bowl, reached out to gently stroke the white black hair, the strange coldness in his eyes was like the doting of a girl as a child.

Looking at the worry that had never faded, Zaibuzhan couldn't help but comfort him gently: "Bai, you know the strength of my body too..."

Looking at the man in front of him as if he was explaining, Bai Qian smiled slightly, the dimness in his eyes dissipated, and he said softly: "If you don't kill Master, you are the strongest."

Zaibuzhan smiled slightly, pursed a corner of his mouth that was not beautiful, and said lightly: "At least the ninjas in the five major villages of the Ninja Realm don't like a ghost to go around in their homes."

The plain tone could not bring a smile on his cheek, but the girl who was serving her side would feel a little warmth in her heart. If she didn't kill her, she wouldn't change at all...

I gently licked my upper jaw, and the bitterness of the medicine in my mouth was lingering. My situation was much worse than I thought. Although the resentment accumulated in the abyss could not affect my mind for the time being, a disease similar to a phantom limb had appeared on me. Countless fingers and claws slowly poured out of my body, and my nerves could touch and even control the empty arm. However, no one was willing to enjoy every severe pain that penetrated the body.

Zai Buzhan looked at the tea bowl by the table and buried his head slightly, preventing the girls around him from seeing the bitter smile on his lips. What he drank was a good medicine and a poison. The existence of phantom limbs has existed since the warrior period. They lost their limbs due to war and still exist in the brain. They could feel the contraction of the illusory limbs, even the touch...

When Zaibuzhan looked up again, he was still calm, but a trace of cold tenderness overflowed from his pale yellow eyes. He gently reached out to wrap his hand around Bai's shoulders, hugged the girl tightly, slowly pressed her cheeks against Bai's soft black hair, Bai gently pressed against Zaibuzhan's chest. The two of them closed their eyes slightly, breathing each other's breath, and calming the tenderness that the two of them had used to.

Aibu Sniffing the girl's fragrance, looking at Bai's still not developing body, I couldn't help but smile slightly, but just touched the flat belly, and the smile faded in a trance. As a ninja, not to mention Bai, who is proficient in medical ninjutsu, both of them are very perfect. However, for some reason, I can never let Bai have a child.

"Hu..." A long breath exhaled from the nasal cavity, and the sickle blade of the dark teeth Huangquanjin, haha, something like a magical weapon is just a rare opportunity, right?

I once wanted to leave a child for the girl in front of me, at least even if I really lost my feelings, this weak girl still has a little support.

Haha, the ghost man who once rushed alone in the battle for a bandage was also timid. He closed his eyes gently. For the power blocked in his body, he slaughtered countless villages and killed without reason. Whether it is a kid who is slandering, a young girl with a childish face, a strong young man, or a white-haired old woman, his hands are stained with their blood. Is God punishable? Humph, I, a blood-filled executioner, probably really doesn't deserve such a pure little life?

Aibuzhan couldn't help but hug Bai's arms tightly, and his ambitions had dissipated. For the sake of the girl named Taodi Bai in her arms, in the ninja world that will become more turbulent in the future, he can only become stronger and stronger at the top of the ninja...

The corners of the pale yellow eyes swept across the corner of the wall behind the sofa, and the horny tools that I had never used before were already emitting a faint faint light. Zaibuzhan gently kissed her white forehead, making the girl who had been married for a long time look shy as if she was childish, gently broke away from Zaibuzhan's arms, and said hurriedly: "I'll go see lunch, I won't kill my master..."

Running to the kitchen, and then watching Bai enter the kitchen without watching his eyes open, his plain face reveals a depressing coldness. I have been in too long since I was covered in blood...

Zabuzhen slowly took out a kunai from his ninja bag, gently tied a small scroll to the ring handle, opened the window, and nailed the dark kunai to the door of the not-so-large cottage opposite in the snow...

Qingya's lunch passed quickly, Bai packed up the leftovers on the table, while Zabuzhan lay on the sofa to enjoy the rights of men in this country. The door was gently knocked out of the house and was not so clear as the whistle outside the house. Zabuzhan put down a leisure book in his hand and said, "Come in, Shuinaki."

The girl with snow in her hair gently pushed open the door and walked in. The heating in the room made her fair face dyed a layer of smoke. Her bright eyes bent a line like a cat, handed over three scrolls, and said softly: "I won't kill my lord..."

After the Slash, I slowly tear open the three scrolls, and the good reward amount was drawn at the bottom of the scroll. Although the level of the task reached a, the targets of the task were all ninjas without special genitals and those who had barely reached the genitals. I can't tell whether it was dim or silky anger breeding in my chest. Is he weakened to this kind of ground in Mizunaki's eyes...

Zabuzhan raised his head gently and looked directly at Shui Naikui standing in front of him. His pale yellow ghost eyes were calmly depressed.

Minaki moved away from the gaze that was staring at him, shook his thin lips slightly, and took out a new scroll from his blue and white coat and slowly reached in front of him.

Zabuzen took the scroll gently and slowly pulled it open. The name of the target slowly appeared at the top of the mission. Log Fuzhu, 41 years old, has experienced the battle of the ninja world and is known as the "Dragon of Hundred Eyes" in Taki Ninja Village. Haha, the Uenin who has his own name is not something that the Ueninja can cover in this era of accumulation of tasks...

Aibuzhan grinned. This kind of character doesn't have to care about using the dark chakra produced by the vengeful spirit. Now he only uses physical skills. No, **, especially in the ninjas hidden in the waterfall, this is a troublesome character. Apart from the ninjas in the five major villages, it's probably a disgusting ninjas in Taki Ninjas. As long as he returns to the ninjas, the five major ninjas have the protection of the village, and Taki Ninjas can't get in directly.

Aibu Shou slowly put away the scroll. In addition to the amount of the reward from the client, a samurai sword from the warrior period also made people covet. Haha, collecting knives is one of my few hobbies... The uneven canine teeth appeared from the corners of their mean mouths, and a trace of blood-colored hideousness flashed through their pale yellow eyes, but the loneliness in the peeping eyes behind them was not discovered by the excited heart, just like the bitterness of the icy blue girl's lips in front of them.

After dinner, the "waving" sound of the kitchen was still going on. If you don't cut it, slowly unseal the blades from the scroll and neatly arranged on the simple floor tiles.

Zabuzhan looked at the blade on the ground, and he waved every weapon that many ninjas might not have seen before. Whether it was the ninja's ninja tools or the remaining swords of the Samurai era, his fingertips had a familiar touch. Is this what I gained in the past year?

The attack power of the decapitation sword is unquestionable. If the decapitation sword does not have special damage ability, just killing Laiyan is probably the bottom among the seven ninja swords. Its eternal attribute makes it the leader of the ninja sword, but after all, the huge blade is not suitable for high-speed combat at a very close range, while ninjas must fight in any environment.

Without sufficient chakra, I can't even use Wind Tear for a long time, let alone activate Wind Sharp, which requires a certain chakra operation. Almost every blade can be called a famous tool, and these messy blades are my current killer weapon.

More than a dozen small chains of fine steel shuttled through the ring handle of the ninja instrument. A long or short samurai sword was inserted into the black windbreaker's knife bag. The last blade on the brick surface was put into the loose windbreaker. Aibuku slowly put on the coat, covering the windbreaker full of blade, and slowly said: "Come out, white..."

The kitchen door that was lightly covered slowly opened, Bai lowered his head slightly and said silently: "I won't kill my lord..."

Zabuzhan slowly approached Bai, reached out and rubbed his soft hair gently, stroking his neat hair a little messy, and said slowly: "I haven't done a task for a long time, and my body will rust. Besides, I, Ye, can't let the little ghosts and others keep me, be it?"

"I won't kill you!" Bai couldn't help but pull Zaibuzhang's collar with both hands, and his bright eyes like snow looked directly at Zaibuzhang's eyes, wanting to say something frozen between the thin pink lips...

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