Chapter 103： Purple stardust

After entering the winter, the village has had no less than ten heavy snowfalls. Although the snow in other places has been cleared in time, the Senju Park is still covered in silver because it occupies a large area and the forest is vertical and horizontal. Vegan.

As soon as Cold Wind and Zhishui entered the area of ​​Qianshou Park, they saw many people in the surrounding area making snowmen and playing snowball fights in the snow with their children, and the noise of laughter and noise surged.

The cold wind was a little dazed for a while, and I felt that what I saw was just an ordinary amusement park.

The Senshou clan was once a super-rich family comparable to the Uchiha clan. They reached their peaks in the generations of Senju Zhuma and Senjusuma, but it was a pity that they flourished and declined. After decades, the powerful Senshou clan was weak. , After all, slowly withdrew from the stage of history.

Even this park named after Senju seems to be losing its meaning.

Zhishui beside 　　, after entering the Senshou Park, he was deeply moved, and kept telling the glorious deeds of the Senshou clan

Cold wind’s understanding of the past of the Qianshou clan was limited to the first generation of Mu Dun, the second generation of Water Dun and various open-hanging forbidden techniques. At this time, he knew a lot of mysteries from the Zhishui Mouth. But compared to the past, Cold Wind wants to know the current situation more.

"Shishui, how is the Senshou clan not falling behind? Did they move to the vicinity of Senshou Park?" Cold Wind asked softly, and it also appeared in his mind when he, Iruka, Hongdou and others came to Senshou Park for dinner. The figure of the old woman I met.

Zhishui shook his head and laughed: "The Senshou Park was created by three generations to honor the merits of the Senshou clan. Although it is named after the Senshou clan, the Senshou clan does not live here."

"Where did they go?" Han Feng asked, and at the same time he kept deepening with Zhishui, quickly leaving the noisy voice behind him.

Zhishui smiled and said: "They didn't go anywhere, but lived scattered in the village. It may be that their tribe is scarce, so it gives people the illusion that the thousand hands are disappearing."

"Scattered?"

The cold wind is a bit surprised.

"Since the first and second generations of the Senju clan, the most representative figure is Tsunade-senpai, one of the legendary three ninjas. Unfortunately, Tsunade-senpai had no intention of taking care of the family, so he stayed simple after the last Ninja battle. Lost. Tsunade’s leadership, the lack of clan members, and no one can inherit the original Mudan, over time, the Senju clan slowly merged into the village. Maybe some of the people playing outside came from the Senju clan."

Zhishui said with a smile.

"That's it!"

The cold wind instantly awakened, and suddenly realized, there is a feeling of... knowing and not knowing are completely the same.

As for Tsunade's deep living in Jane... the cold wind shook his head, people are hard to dismantle.

"Okay, Zhishui, we are not here to cherish the memory of the thousand hands!"

Looking around in the cold wind, they have come to a very remote corner, not far away is a snow forest, can not see the head at a glance, the surrounding white and flat snow also tells that this place is inaccessible.

The cold wind took out Kunai and provoked, "You! Come here!!"

Zhishui's face turned straight, and his toes quickly jumped back. At the same time, his right hand was unguarded, and his left hand took out a three-handed sword, and shot it into the cold wind at the moment of landing.

The sword in the third hand struck from the left, middle and right directions. Although the cold wind's current combat experience is not rich, it is no longer a novice. He took the initiative to strike in the right direction as soon as he turned around. Li Jian rushed.

In this way, the only thing the cold wind needs to face is this sword!

Zhishui's eyes were shining, and the color of approval flashed, but the movement in his hand was non-stop. With a flick of his left hand, Zhishui once again threw out a kunwu.

Kung Fu came first, and directly violently hit the right shuriken. The speed of the shuriken soared and at the same time the direction changed drastically, instantly disappearing from the cold wind's vision.

Why is this scene so familiar?

Cold wind suddenly remembered that he seemed to be playing with Shinichi Hyuga a few months ago.

But I didn't roll my eyes!

The cold wind is frightened, but there is no other way but to cast the instantaneous technique.

嗖!

In an instant, the cold wind turned into a violent wind and disappeared in an instant.

Three steps later, the cold wind had already appeared in front of Zhishui, and his hand wiped towards Zhishui's left abdomen without stopping!

Zhishui is not chaotic in danger, his right hand is upside down, and the cold wind is accurately blocked.

铿!

In the crisp sound of gold and iron strikes, the cold wind and Zhishui kicked each other at the same time.

bang bang!

The two people with one more footprint on their bodies retreated quickly with the strength of each other's feet, and rushed towards each other again after accumulating their strength.

The two quickly intertwined in the snow, snow splashing under their feet.

铿、铿……

Accompanied by the increasingly compact sound of metal and iron clashing, the movement of the cold wind and the water stop is getting faster and faster, and the frequency of shots is getting higher and higher!

The snow within a radius of ten meters, has been ruined by the two people so much that it doesn’t look like snow!

From outsiders’ eyes, this may be a close battle, but only Cold Wind understands that at this time, he was completely driven by the offensive of Shishui, and had to be forced to speed up and increase the frequency of his shots to counter the offensive of Shishui. As a result, the pressure of the cold wind is getting heavier!

‘I can’t keep up...’

Cold wind looks ugly.

On the other hand, Zhishui, although his expression is solemn, but his vigorous figure is like flowing clouds and flowing water, there is no reluctance!

Moreover, the motion of stopping water is still accelerating!

Not to mention keeping up with the cold wind, even the line of sight can't keep up with the speed of Zhishui!

呲!

At the last moment, the two crossed over, and the bitterness of Shishui ruthlessly cut through the jacket of the cold wind okay? "

Zhishui put away Kunai and walked to the cold wind, "How do you feel?"

"Feeling..."

is not too beautiful.

The cold wind lowered his head and glanced at the scratches on his jacket, feeling lost: Are you going to be scolded when you go home?

He glanced at Zhishui and found that the other person's eyes were extremely bright, sharp, and energetic. Although he didn't open the writing wheel, there seemed to be a kind of magical power in it.

The cold wind hesitated, and finally lost a collection technique.

The green light cluster in her mind rolled and rushed in an instant. At half payment, a purple stardust spewed out from the green light cluster, and dozens of light blue light spots slowly rotated around the green light cluster.

The cold wind... I'm dumbfounded.

Purple...

After blue and red, is there a third color? !

The cold wind's heart beats like a drum, and no matter what Shishui is saying, he directly envelops his consciousness in this purple stardust.

This is... dynamic vision.

The cold wind took a breath, it sounds like it is suitable for tennis...

As soon as the cold wind thought, the purple stardust suddenly fell from the light blue starlight, turning into a purple halo into the cold wind's eyes from the inside.

In the next instant, the cold wind felt that his eyes were a little itchy. He restrained the itching and blinked his eyes vigorously for half a minute. Finally, his world became clear.

Senshou Park is still the Senshou Park, and the snow forest still stands there, but in the sight of the cold wind, everything around it feels a little different.

"Cold wind?"

Shisui, who didn't know what he had contributed, still had a concerned expression on his face, "Are you okay?"

The cold wind recovered, and he looked at Zhishui, his eyes gleaming: "Zhishui, come again!!"