Chapter 218 One Thousand Hands Will Fall...

  Except for Uchiha, the poorest fox who understands the kaleidoscope's ability to write round eyes is this poor fox. Since meeting Senju Zhuma and Uchiha Madara, the good days have come to an end.

  Welcome Mito is capable, and he can open a window to see the outside world, and occasionally chat with him. Although the small days are boring, they are not miserable.

   But once you see the next one—a mere kid, can he have the capabilities of Whirlpool Mito?

  Uncontrollable then, it is not the Nine Tails who are forced to be beaten.

  When I think of this, the nine lamas are also very worried.

  If you don’t resist, you can get a little freedom, but it’s too shameful.

too difficult!

  Nine lamas lay in the small black room, staring at the young boy facing the small window.

  Although there are various blacks in the comics, this guy’s comics are really not bad. If he can live in his body, it is not impossible to give in.

  After all, I can see comics every day, and it feels good.

  It’s a pity that this guy is from the pommel horse clan. He is not good at sealing and is not good at physique...

   "No, I have succumbed, and I want a feather seal?"

  The nine lamas were taken aback.

  This is a good idea. When Uzumaki Mito gets old, I can mention it to her.

  It thought of this, and got down to go to sleep.

   Akabane didn't know the thoughts of the nine lamas, and now he was chatting with Uzumaki Mito without a word.

   Uzumaki Mito sat up and glanced at him, and said gently, "Don't worry, Qingyue is not that fragile, and it's time to change the surname. Uzumaki, let it stay in history."

  "I still have questions, why should I send her to the pommel horse clan instead of the thousand hands clan?"

   Akabane asked in a low voice.

  Since the problem was forced into his hands, he was puzzled. Although he could guess a little bit, he didn't understand the root cause.

  Why can Qianshu shelter nine of them, but only let Qingyue come to the Kurama clan.

   "Eggs cannot be placed in a basket. Both Senju and Uzumaki have blood that is jealous of the Ninja world. We have no way of knowing who controls and guides this matter."

   "If a thousand hands fall one day, the people who stay in the pommel clan can at least pass on the blood."

  Uzumaki Mito's voice is very low, almost only Akabane can hear it.

   Akabane was startled for a moment.

  The black hand behind the scenes?

  Thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was really possible. The strategies of the countries towards Uzumaki were too consistent. Hearing from the three generations, Hanzo was mostly hired to send assassination troops.

  So behind this series of consistent actions, is anyone deliberately guiding and pushing?

  In the manga, is Senju really all right?

  For example, a rope tree stepped on a trap.

  If alone is just death, there is no need to doubt it, but he not only stepped on the trap and died, but even the internal organs disappeared without a trace.

  From these perspectives, Uzumaki Mito’s consideration is not unreasonable.

  But there are only a handful of ninja world that can do this, either the undead spot or the black end.

  If it is to cut off the possibility of Ashura's reincarnation, the probability of being black is quite high.

certainly……

  These are just speculations. Without a real hammer, Akabane would not be able to tell others.

  Hei is absolutely too difficult to be entangled. Even if he has the ability to perceive, he may not be able to feel his presence. Akabane will not show his knowledge before thoroughly understanding this guy.

  It didn’t take long.

   Maelstrom Qingyue walked downstairs, her eyes were red and her expression was calm, but her hands were tightly clenched and it was obviously not calm.

   "Grandma, I want to learn more ninjutsu."

   "Qingyue, hatred can't bring power. If you want to learn ninjutsu with a hatred and avenger mentality, I would rather you be just an ordinary person forever."

  Uzumaki Mito sat up, treating her harshly and solemnly.

  Xiao Qingyue was dumbfounded for a while, then cried in pain, Akabane watched a few seconds, and then quietly left the yard.

  Comforting and enlightening, Uzumaki Mito is stronger than him.

   Akabane has never experienced the pain of losing a loved one, and has no right to comfort Qingyue in these aspects.

  He walked out of the yard, listening to the howling and crying from inside, he couldn't help sighing softly.

  Even if it crosses, there are many things that are still powerless to stop, and the country of the vortex is eventually destroyed, but fortunately, the vortex family has not been completely extinct, and some of them have come to the country of fire.

   Akabane was confused and walked aimlessly on the street.

  After a few steps, he looked up and saw a figure holding a knife in his hand and a knife around his waist, leaning against a tree, holding a cartoon in the other hand, and the silver hair on his head was very eye-catching.

   "Shuo Mao?"

   Akabane used his perception abilities to make sure that it was Shumo Chakra before he completely believed it.

   Shuomao looked up and nodded gently: "The teacher asked me to come back first."

  It’s only been a month, but Sakumo Hagi is completely different.

   "Congratulations, it seems that you have made a lot of progress, and it will not take long for you to rise to the highest level."

  Battlefield fighting is the fastest way to advance. Not only is the battle exploits, but also because the battlefield can hone the ninja’s will and skills.

  He used to be a sword without a sharp edge, but now he is full of sharp edges, exuding a powerful aura invisibly.

  Only based on this momentum, Akabane judged that his strength is not to say but also has a particularly high level of forbearance, and he took the double sword, it seems that the double sword flow on the battlefield has been completely completed.

   "It should be a special kind of Shinobu, it can be regarded as catching up with you."

  Sakumo smiled slightly, then pinned the manga around his waist and walked down the street with Akabane.

  He is not at peace.

  After walking for a while, he slowly said, “Fortunately, you proposed to let the medical team be on the front line, otherwise many seniors will face death or disability.”

   "The medical class is Tsunade's hard work, and it is not my idea to let them go to the front line."

   Akabane quickly explained.

Shuomao shook his head and said: "This is what the teacher asked me to pass on. He said that without the battlefield first aid and the developed palm immortality you proposed, Anbu would die twice as many people, including the teacher, if it weren't for timely first aid. It may leave a lot of dark wounds."

  "……"

   Akabane was silent and did not respond.

  Lian Danzang, the commander, personally took action, which shows how tragic the battle was.

  They walked for a while, and Shuo Mao mentioned many things about the war and explained the process in great detail. Almost all the details were mentioned.

  At first I thought he was looking for someone to talk to, but then I felt something was wrong.

  Unless necessary, Shuomao could not say that, and remember the details before and after so clearly, as if he had typed a wave of drafts.

  What is this going to do?

  Weird feeling.

  Akaha pondered for a few seconds, then interrupted: "Wait, Shumo, we have been teammates for so long, don't mess with these falsehoods, just talk about it, what's the situation?"

   "The teacher asks you to use the Uzumaki Kingdom War as the background to get a virtual training illusion."

   Shumao said honestly.

  噗~

   Akabane almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood.

  I have never experienced this battle. Let's get a copy of the game, which is too difficult.

  "Let’s talk to you about the specific situation. The details are quite complicated."

   Shuomao sighed lightly.

  The process of the war can be said to be extremely tortuous and difficult to express in words.

   Akabane didn't think much, and said in passing: "Why don't you go back and think about it, draw the process, so that I have a sense of the picture."

   "Draw it..."

  Shuo Mao was stunned, and looked at his hand, "Is that what you mean by letting me draw a manga?"

   "Almost, otherwise I can hardly imagine the details of the process. If it is a simple fantasy, I don't care, but all the details of the training fantasy must be perfect."

  In fact, the most perfect thing is that they make an animation or something by themselves, but it is clear that Naruto World does not have such a technology for the time being, so they can only take the second place.

   "This... this, okay, I'll go back to ponder it."

  Shuo Mao is a very honest person, and it makes sense to be said so. He can't refuse for a while, but after thinking about it for a long time, he can only agree.

  After he finished speaking, he immediately took out the cartoon at hand.

  One Piece.

  Sakumo now likes One Piece more than Naruto, and I can’t wait to buy the parts I haven’t seen when I come back.

  After practicing the double knife flow, he began to walk farther and farther on the fancy road.

  In this regard, even Haaki Kaze saw nothing about it.

Facts have proved that Shuomao’s swordsmanship is terrible on the battlefield. The two swords came out to match the speed of Lei Dun Chakra’s active flesh behind him. Tolerate.

  Such a record, what can we say?

  Shuo Mao read a book happily, and then went on to dig another book from his pocket.

  I haven't watched it for a long time, and many of the fronts have been forgotten, but when I watched it again, the memory in my mind suddenly turned up.

"Three thousand world……"

  Suo Mao saw Sauron and Hawkeye fighting, and Sauron's three great angers during street fighting appeared in his mind.

  A sword took him in seconds, this kind of strength is simply too strong.

  Available now.

  Even with a big move, Sauron was still abused by Hawkeye, and he was unable to resist.

  After reading this volume, he did not continue to take the next volume. Instead, he paused and asked: “Speaking of which, how about Ye Wu’s sword clone research?”

  "I’m not sure, I just came back recently. I haven’t seen him for many days."

   Akabane said.

   "I will go back and have a look."

  Shuo Mao puts the comics into his pocket and prepares to return to the homeland of the Qimu clan.

  Ye Wu’s sword skills and speed are actually okay, but the physical fitness is a little worse. Shuomao hopes that Ye Wu can also improve, so that she will not be restricted by her physique and stay in place.

  He took a few steps, then suddenly stopped and asked, "If I want to learn to paint, should I learn the style of One Piece or the style of Naruto?"

   "It's okay. It depends on personal preference. As long as I can draw some key scenes and battle scenes, I can recover a lot better here."

   Akabane said.

"Oh well."

  Shuo Mao grabbed his sword and turned away handsomely.

  Well, this is normal him.

   Akabane nodded secretly.

  The matter of fantasy games, now he has someone who can help him solve it-the Dream Tapir family is definitely more than a dream weaving ability, otherwise it will not be possible to make the psychic world smoky.

  As long as there are comics, Mengkuo can start work.

  Although there is no real five senses, it’s better to be able to satisfy yourself, and as long as you pull people into the dream state, the dream tapir can get the dissipated spiritual energy, and they will definitely be very happy.

  Win-win-win solution!

  (End of this chapter)