Chapter 60

A ray of sunshine shines on the earth through layers of tree crowns.

This is already a rare sight in winter. Even the snow on the trees could not bear it and turned into water droplets to hit the land.

Zhishu is facing two people who are the same as himself, with big eyes staring at small eyes.

The same neat white clothes, clean and bright red hair and short hair. His face is less childish and more resolute than before.

Zhishu realized that he didn't look at himself so carefully for a long time.

"Although judging people by their appearance is not the principle of Zhishu, they are handsome and comfortable." Zhishu sighed.

Unknowingly, I have changed so much. But the only thing that bothers people is that it's a brand-new crutch.

"Here, there are three more wisdom trees? Is it separation? But why does it move? " Xiao Li asked in surprise.

Up to now, Xiao Li seems to have never seen anyone use the art of shadow separation in front of the tower. The only Ninja with sufficient level, maitekai, only knows body art.

"It's the art of shadow separation!" The three wisdom trees answered at the same time.

This wonderful feeling makes Zhishu a little uncomfortable.

Then, Zhishu began to consider using shadow body to assist in cultivation.

Count yourself, there are three people in all. How to allocate it?

Zhishu is caught in a difficult problem, and at the same time, the two "Zhishu" opposite are the same.

The eyebrows wrinkled, and even the expression was very close.

If we assign the three selves to learning medicine at the same time, there will undoubtedly be places for repeated learning. The same is true of learning other things.

Moreover, for physical exercise, only noumenon will have an effect. After all, the body is not experience, nor chakra, nor memory.

So... The most painful physical training is to bear it by yourself.

As for ninja and medical knowledge, let's leave it to two separate bodies.

Zhishu thought so and said it directly.

Because as a noumenon, he bears the heaviest training. Therefore, in the imagination of previous lives, the picture of fighting with your own shadow did not appear.

"Since it's my own shadow, I'll work as hard as myself. I'm afraid I can finish the terrible training I gave me?"

Zhishu is still full of confidence in his shadow. After all, he is also "himself". In this life, I have undoubtedly tried too much.

After the division of labor, Zhishu didn't start work immediately. After all, it was past noon, and even Xiao Li stopped practicing. Doing some simple end training, waiting for him to go to dinner.

So Zhishu lifted his shadow. After all, he was used to test himself.

However, like the feeling when using shadow separation, when you withdraw, your vein suddenly hurts.

But fortunately, it was only a short moment, and Zhishu was barely able to accept it. If the time exceeds one second, not only the pain of Zhishu will increase sharply, but also far exceed the load of the vein.

"Xiao Li, let's go." Zhi Shu shouted to Xiao Li.

Xiao Li nodded very seriously, and his eyes flashed.

When Zhishu saw it, he suddenly felt a very bad feeling.

He thought I could race with him, didn't he?

Before Zhishu shouted out, he saw that Xiao Li had run away from him.

Zhishu was speechless for a while...

Xiao Li is really... Naive?

Reluctantly shook his head, waiting for Xiao Li to notice and come back to pick himself up. After all, Xiao Li runs with a load on his back faster than he does now.

Moreover, it is also a rare training for Xiao Li.

While Zhishu was feeling, a sudden danger came to his heart.

Almost subconsciously, Zhishu hit his crutch with his right hand, and the strong counterattack took him away from his place.

The next moment, a sword in his hand was inserted into his position just now.

Just as Zhishu was concentrating on observing everything around him and preparing to fight or escape.

A familiar exclamation came from my ear,

"Zhishu, sure enough, you are an admirable person. Even if your body is hurt like this, you can still have such strength."

A familiar figure with a protective forehead of wood leaves. Almost iconic eyes give this person a bit of elegance. But Zhishu never relaxed when he saw him.

"It's the senior pharmacist. You scared me to death just now. I thought, "how could Muye get into the assassin?"

Zhishu seemed relieved and patted his chest, as if he was glad that the person in front of him was his "friend".

But what I thought in my heart was that this dead pervert almost said that I had been inserted into a hornet's nest.

However, another question lingers in Zhishu's heart.

At this time, what do pharmacists come to find themselves to do?

It is reasonable to say that for the sake of the big snake pill plan, Dou should avoid his own exposure. Try to hide yourself and make yourself mediocre.

But now I find myself again and again. It really makes people have to be vigilant.

Dou smiled. His white teeth showed his special sunshine,

"I thought this way of greeting would make you very angry. I didn't expect you to be so reasonable, which makes me feel inferior."

Zhishu asked knowingly, "I don't know how the elder attracted so many people? I also want to listen to the experience of my predecessors. "

Indeed, Zhishu wanted to know how Dou dealt with those difficult root elite ninjas.

After a little thought, he said, "that thing is just opportunism. It happened that a senior of Muye who didn't want to reveal his name taught me a special kind of ninja. And like Zhishu, I yearn for sunshine and oppose the roots of darkness. I came across that you needed my help, so I did it. "

Zhishu nodded, but he thought, I don't believe your nonsense.

But he asked respectfully, "I don't know what senior came to me this time?"

"In fact, it's nothing, but I've encountered some setbacks. It feels like Zhishu's experience. I just want to talk to you. "

Dou said as if nothing had happened, as if he really wanted to solve problems with Zhishu.

But Zhishu is more alert. He knows top spies like Dou. Will use the most casual means to approach the goal, and finally achieve their own goals.

After all, as a spy, how can you be idle and talk to others at the risk of exposing yourself?

There must be a ghost!