Chapter 215

Qingyu's voice echoed in a Lela noodles, making maitekai's pupils slightly enlarged.

A moment later.

Matt Kay shook his head.

I don't believe Qingyu's words.

"Don't fool me!"

Maitekai shook his head, turned his mouth to Qingyu and said, "I'm not a fool. The most common thing in the village is tolerance. How can it be the most powerful? This is a lie!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha!"

After hearing what maitekai said, Qingyu immediately looked up and smiled. The gesture seemed like hearing a joke.

"What I'm talking about is forbearance under wood leaves, not simple forbearance!"

"Their strength can't be evaluated by simple Ninja level!"

"That's the most terrible power in the ninja world!"

"You will understand it later!"

Qingyu smiled. His speaking style was like an old God's stick. He took an unfathomable attitude. While he was talking, he also looked at Matt Dai, looked at him with the latter and nodded to him.

Anyway?

Qingyu reads metday's memory.

He knew what kind of efforts Matt Dai had made in his practice.

Know more about the potential contained in this person's body.

This can open the existence of the eight door dunjia!

You know

Not everyone can do one for one.

Just like Xiao Li's powerful body skill ninja, until the end, he can only cheer nearby. Under the condition of limited physique, he can't punch in the eight door dunjia array at all.

Bear it.

Moderate tolerance.

Upper tolerance.

These so-called titles.

In Qingyu's opinion.

There is no way to define a person's real strength.

It only means that this person is unwilling to take the exam or is not suitable for the exam.

That's it.

Qingyu doesn't remember the specific age of maiteday's sacrifice, but judging from the age of maiteday in her memory at that time, she died early.

If you can live.

If you exercise your body day after day

More powerful forces may erupt in the future!

The advance of the Third World War of tolerance is likely to lead to the death of Matt day.

In this way.

Muye village will have another card that others don't know.

"What do you mean?"

Maitekai is directly confused by Qingyu. It feels like playing a word game.

"Isn't the next forbearance in Muye village just Muye's next forbearance?"

Maitekai stared at Qingyu suspiciously. Although in his heart, he hoped that his father was an indomitable hero, even he had to admit that what the children outside said was correct.

"Your father is not an ordinary forbearance. He can be regarded as a wooden leaf forbearance. He can burst out amazing power, which is definitely not what you think."

Qingyu said this, slowly got up and took a step in the direction of maitekai.

Just one step.

No more close.

However, from the momentum of this action, it is a bit stronger.

"Your father is your best teacher."

"Now he is teaching you a very important lesson in life."

"That's forbearance!"

When Qingyu said this, he suddenly thought of the overwhelming crooked mouthed dragon king he had brushed on the Internet.

"If you eat bitterly, you will become a master!"

"Your father has great strength, but he is willing to bear these curses. He is exercising your heart."

"In the future, you must be as strong as your father!"

After Qingyu said the last sentence, he turned directly to the old God stick and returned to his seat.

It was the step he thought he needed to take back that made sense.

After that.

The young man said no more words.

What is left for maitekai is endless imagination.

"True or false?"

Matt Kay's face showed a suspicious expression. Why didn't he believe it.

He didn't mean to look down on his father.

But it confused him.

Is the real strength of his father not just forbearance, but concealing his strength?

"Father?"

Maitekai turned and looked at maitedai. The light of inquiry flickered in his eyes, and his head was in a mess.

"Eat noodles!"

Maiteday grinned at maiteday. With his smile, he directly inspired Kai's blood and youth back.

"After eating, we will continue to practice!" Matt day added.

"Good!"

Matt Kai swept away the haze in his heart. He knew what kind of efforts he had made and what kind of sweat his father had poured into his practice.

Those who laugh at them.

I don't understand them at all!

But this man

Maitekai glanced at Qingyu again from the corner of his eye and silently remembered Qingyu's appearance.

The man said something he had never heard before.

Although there is no truth and logic, and there are many loopholes, it sounds like fabrication.

But

He just wants to believe it!

For a moment.

Matt day and Matt Kay ate up all the noodles in the bowl.

Finally, I walked out of a happy ramen.

"The noodles are ready."

Just after Matt Dai and Matt Kai left, they put a bowl of steaming Ramen in front of Qingyu.

"Hello!"

"What you just said..."

"The so-called tolerance under the leaves."

"You made it up!"

He said with a smile. He just listened to all of them, but he didn't interrupt Qingyu's words, because he also felt the verbal violence and depression that the father and son suffered in the face of gossip.

"I'm not talking nonsense."

Qingyu lowers her head, picks up chopsticks, directly holds ramen and sends Ramen to her mouth.

"Maite Dai is the forbearance under the wood leaf!"

Qingyu said while chewing the noodles in his mouth. In his heart, Matt Dai is worthy of such a title.

Although Matt wears it, it is far from Sasuke, the Naruto at that time in the future.

But now Naruto Sasuke has not been born.

Today's Matt day.

It can be called Muye xiaren!

"Do you mean that xiaren, who hides his strength and looks insignificant, is likely to be Muye xiaren?" His hand narrowed his eyes and stared at Qingyu.

"Ah?" Qingyu was stunned for a moment. He vaguely felt that his eyes were different.

"Then are you a forbearance under the wood leaf?" Staring at Qingyu with his hand, he asked. When he asked this sentence, his narrowed eyes suddenly opened a lot, as if he wanted to see through everything about Qingyu.

"I'm just a wood leaf waste tolerance..."

Qingyu mocked himself. He stuffed noodles into his mouth as he spoke. He just saw that Matt Dai and Matt Kai's father and son were a little depressed. He couldn't help comforting them. You know who will change their master in the future.

They made a little good impression in their hearts.

"Hahaha, no kidding, I have something serious to tell you!"

He looked left and right. Now there was no one in the noodle shop except Qingyu. He leaned forward and moved a little closer to Qingyu.

"Last night, two people came to me for noodles. They were all wearing masks. They were all from the dark Department."

He said solemnly with his hand. When he said the dark part, Qingyu had stopped chewing.

"And then?" Qingyu stares at his hand and asks. He vaguely feels that he knows something. Suddenly, his expression becomes focused.

"I suspect someone is trying to kill you!"

The tone of his hand became cautious. His voice and tone were like telling a ghost story. If he was a little timid, he would be afraid of goose bumps.

"What do you mean?" Qingyu stared at the hand. What's the matter with this man? Can't he finish it in one breath? It's like squeezing toothpaste. Ask and say a little.

"I heard them mention your name and another name. That name is Oman."

The voice of hand beating is becoming more and more hoarse. If this voice goes to the radio to broadcast ghost stories, there will be a lot of listeners. It's really a sense of substitution.

For a moment.

Qingyu's eyes became dignified.

Oman.

He knows the name.

It's the name of the ninja in the fog hidden village!

of course.

He wasn't sure if it was a coincidence.

"Don't torture me if you beat big brother with your hands. Just say it in one breath. It's very difficult for me..." Qingyu spread out his hands and said helplessly. He cooperated with his hands for several times, but he also asked, and the other party just didn't say.

"All right."

He straightened up when he was beaten, but he gave Qingyu a look and felt that the boy had no meaning and was not fun at all.

"Last night, two dark ninjas were eating noodles. They talked about a ninja named Oman. They were very quiet and wanted to save him, but that man was detained in the torture department. The person in charge of torture was you!" Said with a heavy hand.

"No?" Qingyu was stunned. Good guy, wait for you for a long time. Is that it?

"No!" Nodding with his hand, he said unhappily when he saw Qingyu's expression: "I overheard it after hearing your name. Do you think it's so easy for me to hear this information? If they find it, my life can be in danger!"

"Hand hit brother, thank you!" Qingyu immediately smiled and thanked her hand.

"That's about the same!"

He put on a proud expression.

"Qingyu."

"I seriously tell you..."

"Be careful!"

"I don't think their tone is very friendly!"

"Now the Watergate is not here, don't do anything!"

He told Qingyu that he had seen the two ninjas, but even if the two ninjas ate noodles and wore masks obliquely, they couldn't see their faces clearly.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I didn't torture Oman. They may have recognized the wrong person."

Qingyu said faintly. He didn't want to create too much pressure on his hand, so he said a little panic.

"Hi..."

I was relieved when I beat my hand. It turned out that the two people were talking about fun!