Yamanaka Hai's backyard.

Ino and Xianglin sat looking at each other, with red heads facing yellow heads, big eyes staring at each other, and they soon became disgusted with each other.

"Really, why did you come to my house early in the morning?" Ino groaned with his head turned.

"I'm not coming."

Not to be outdone, Xianglin raised his head and said arrogantly, "If it wasn't for my eldest brother, I wouldn't have come to the stupid pig's house."

"You're a stupid pig!" Ino was furious.

Xiang Lin hummed and smiled: "It's useless for you to quibble, I've heard it all, you are the stupid pig family, the stupid pig, the stupid pig..."

"Stupid pig, stupid pig..." Ino closed his eyes and breathed out a fragrance.

Xianglin: "Stupid pig, stupid pig..."

Ino "Stupid pig, stupid pig..."

...

in the reception room.

Han Feng and Yamanaka Hai sat down on the tatami. Just as Han Feng was about to start his speech with the good relationship between Xiang phosphorus and Ino, he faintly heard the sound of a 'stupid pig' coming from the backyard.

Han Feng showed an embarrassed yet polite smile, and said with emotion, "It's nice to be young."

Yamanaka Haiyi was a little embarrassed, and smiled bitterly: "Ino was spoiled by me, I'm rude."

"I'm the one who's rude. I brought Xianglin back from the outside and didn't teach her properly. I'm really sorry."

After the two made a hypocritical politeness, the cold wind changed the subject and brought up the business, "Actually, I came to visit Mr. Hai today because I have something to ask you for advice."

Yamanaka Haiyi smiled slightly, he knew yesterday that Hanfeng must have something to look for him, but he didn't break it, and said modestly: "Please tell."

Han Feng said: "It's about torture..."

Cold wind painstakingly started with torture, the purpose is to hope that Yamanaka Haiyi can mention their family's subtle mysticism, so that cold wind can collect them easily.

As a senior, Yamanaka Haiyi would naturally not be stingy to teach him any questions and answer any questions, but unfortunately, he did not mention their family's subtle mysticism.

Seeing this, Han Feng did not dare to rashly collect it, and after a few more greetings, he bid farewell and said that he would come back tomorrow.

Well, tomorrow is Sunday, and the ninja school is still closed.

Leaving the Yamanaka Hai family, Xianglin was a little gloomy, because he had never quarreled with the big stupid pig in Ino, and was very sad.

Hanfeng thought that she would use this tool tomorrow, so she quickly took her to eat her favorite okonomiyaki, and then took her to Qianshou Park to play, which made her spend an unforgettable Saturday.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind climbed along the network cable to the secret base under the permafrost of the Iron Country, and then sacrificed to the bandits and collected the ancestors of Otsutsuki Sheren.

A frugal person like Han Feng would not dare to waste three collections a day.

After the collection, Han Feng left the base, found a quiet place and channeled out of Tian Xinshenji, and handed over the 500 spar that the shadow clones 'charged' to each other.

Tian Xinshen Ji rubbed against the cold wind for a while before returning to Longdi Cave, and went to find the little slut Shikishima Ji to share the spoils.

at the same time.

The famous house in the country of soup.

Under the night, Feiduan, wearing a red cloud windbreaker on a black background, sacrificed a minister of the Tang Kingdom in blood with a sacred and solemn face. The scene was full of blood!

"Is it necessary to do this?" Shui Wuyue Hanbing looked directly at Feiduan, and the eyes under the ice crystal mask were a little disgusted.

"What do you know? This is an important ritual of sacrifice. Without this step, the great Evil God will be unhappy." Feiduan hummed.

"Not happy?"

Shui Wuyue Hanbing asked curiously, "Is he not happy to come to you?"

Feiduan was startled, to be honest, he really hadn't thought about this.

"If he really came to you, you should be very happy, after all, you believe in him so much." Shui Wuyue Hanbing smiled.

"What do you mean?"

Feiduan's face was full of dissatisfaction, and for some reason, he felt that this pretender wearing an ice crystal mask was making fun of him.

"I mean, since you believe in the Heretic God so much, wouldn't it be better to throw yourself directly into his arms?"

Shui Wuyue Hanbing persuaded people to do good, "This way, Lord Heretic God is happy, you are happy, I don't have to see this bloody picture every day, and I can kill three birds with one stone."

Feiduan was furious: "Bastard, believe it or not, I will send you to see Lord Heretic God?!"

"What's wrong? Listening to your tone, it seems that you don't want to fall into the arms of the Heretic God." Shui Wuyue Hanbing sneered.

"Compared to seeing Lord Heretic God, I have more important tasks!"

Feiduan put away his anger, and said with a pious face, "That is to send all people like you who don't believe in evil gods to see his old man!"

As soon as he said Feiduan, he swung the bloody March sickle and slashed at Shui Wuyue Hanbing.

But at this moment, there was a sudden gust of wind in the night sky, Fei Duan paused, looked up, and saw a white object the size of a thumb under the moonlight diving down at a high speed.

"What is that?" Feiduan carried the Bloody March Scythe, his lavender pupils narrowed into a slit.

"Um?"

Shui Wuyue Hanbing frowned, could it be Deidara?

Through the memory of the cold wind shadow clone, Shui Wuyue Hanbing already knew that Deidara had come out of the mountain, and when he saw this picture, he was the first to think of him.

Shui Wuyue Hanbing silently turned on the immortal mode, and then he put his hands together, the immortal chakra poured out and turned into a stream of ice crystals that swirled and danced around him, and opened Newton's coffin board at once.

"Hey, what are you kidding?!"

Feiduan looked at Shui Wuyue Hanbing, who was gradually flying into the night sky, with disbelief, "I didn't know Ice Dun could be used to fly!"

Whoosh!

Shui Wuyue Hanbing was too lazy to care about him, and shot straight into the sky.

At this time, it was Deidara, who was riding a white fat pigeon, who swooped down from the night sky.

After Deidara joined Akatsuki in the Country of Grass, he went straight to the Daming Mansion in the Country of Tang under Xiaonan's internal intelligence. That's right, the first step of his undercover mission was to cast his explosive blood in front of Shui Wuyue Frost. Following the limit, then join the abyss through the water without moon ice!

Of course, if Shui Wuyue Hanbing accidentally died in his hands, it would have nothing to do with Deidara.

only……

"What are you doing, it turns out to be a flying ninja, eh!"

Deidara looked at the Shui Wuyue Frost soaring from the ground, and her expression stinks!

The reason why he joined Xiao was because he couldn't beat Xiao Nan, why couldn't he beat Xiao Nan, or because Xiao Nan could fly?

Otherwise, even if Deidara ran out of blasting clay, he could still rely on Shi Shiran, a fat pigeon under his crotch.

Deidara calmed down, reached into his pocket and took out a large handful of small white birds.

These little birds are the size of fingernails, and he made them out of blasting clay along the way, and Deidara sprinkled them with ease.

The little birds in the sky rose against the storm, and instantly turned into little birds the size of their fists, rushing towards the water without moon ice like an arrow from a string.

Deidara saw that her bird had rushed to Shui Wuyue Hanbing's face, and immediately drank coldly: "Art is explosion, drink!"

boom boom boom...

A series of explosions suddenly resounded through the night sky, blasting a bunch of bright fireworks.

The last day to ask for a monthly pass