v3 Chapter 16： Life is always more difficult

Zheng Yan sits in a wet bone forest, on a soil slope, and sighs.

"The eight-door armor is no longer a ban, and it will be less useful in the future..."

It’s been a month since I went to the country of Chuan. Among them, Masahiko was in a coma for half a month, and he was recuperating for half a month, still suffering from body aches.

"How good is it to be a whirlpool, you have to change into a vortex to win... almost lost the day."

In the past two months, Masahiko has also reflected on himself. Taking advantage of the prophetic foresight and strength, some did not put Yunyin Village in the eye, but also blatantly framed Yan Ren Village.

This is good, and it has been retribution. This battle has lost half of the old life.

Looking at the property bar, Masahiko sighed again.

Name: Swirling Masahiko

Age: 67 (-)

Forbearance: 1108 (+)

Body: 402 (+)

Surgery: 5133 (+)

……slightly

Comprehensive evaluation: s+

Witness point: 300

"My life is really disaster-prone. I accidentally dropped the grade. If there is no 300 witness points obtained from the rescue, I am afraid I will return to the night before liberation..."

In terms of the body, his attributes have dropped by more than half. On the one hand, it is caused by the increase in age, and more importantly, the physical function of the eight-door opening time is too long.

Masahiko hesitated for a long time these days, and decided not to spend the testimony of age. This thing can be reduced year by year, it is better to save witness points to improve their seven attributes.

"If you haven't messed up before, what carvings, what gambling, my seven attributes have long been all eight, then I might be able to kill the golden horns..."

Since the end of the valley, Zheng Yan has completely relaxed the improvement of his strength, and he believes that his strength is almost nothing to threaten.

But after this World War I, he found himself far worse than the spot and the column. He now belongs to two s slings, three s can play, four s barely, five s play, six s have to run...

Even if it is a wooden leaf, it is estimated that there will be five or six s-class ninjas. Generally, there is nothing that may be besieged by so many people.

But Zheng Yan feels that it is really bad to say that he is doing his own way of death. This time, Zheng Yan did not provoke five s-class ninjas, and almost gave up the day.

"And this purpose has not been completed..." Zheng Yan wants to learn the Thunder Chakra mode is gone, I don't know where the three generations of Raytheon were bombed by him... The nine-tailed Chakra has not recovered, directly The golden horns of the golden horns were taken to the underworld... The six artifacts did not know where to go, and did not come and recover.

"Fortunately, I don't have to die anymore..."

"Zheng Yan adults, have eaten..." The immortal's avatar interrupted his cranky thoughts.

"Oh, I know... or graze? I feel that my five elements are lacking in meat, and I am an adult."

"There are no other animals in the wet bones. Where can I find meat?"

......

The grass and grass ate a few mouthfuls of grass leaves, and Zheng Yan felt that the whole person was green. He could not stand the life of the wet bones.

I found the immortal, and I was still wrapped in the body of the immortal, and there was no clear trace.

Zheng Yan frowned. "What about the situation?"

"He was very seriously injured. I could only use the sacred saga to hang his life a few days ago. I have only recently begun to recover."

“How long does it take to recover?” Zheng Yan continued to ask.

"I'm not sure, look at his own resilience. It will take three months for a short period, and one year for a long one."

"So long..." Zheng Yan said, "I don't have any problems with his body for a long time."

Even if the ninja is strong, it is impossible to use the same as the fairy-tale novels. On the contrary, the more you eat, the more you eat, even if it is now two days a day, it is because the grass is eaten. If there is meat, he feels he can eat eight meals a day...

"It doesn't matter, wrapped in my body, I will give him the nutrients I need every day."

Masahiko is weird, licking nutrients? What, what? There is a real blessing in the day...

"The same half a month before you were in a coma..." The immortal once again spoke.

Zheng Yan’s expression was stiff on his face. For a long time, he grew a sigh of relief. “My life is really difficult.”

Masahiko shook his head and the wet bones could not go on.

"Zhu Xianren, I am here to say goodbye to you. I have been missing for so long. I am still fighting in Sharon Village. I am not at ease."

"When you recover, I will inform you, I will come back."

"Go..." The immortal promised, and Yan Yan turned and left.

Leaving the wet bones, Zheng Yan frowned and looked at the five huge Luoshengmen bodies, and muttered in his heart. "Where is the scroll of Luoshengmen placed between the columns? Should I sign it?" Zheng Yan feels that he is Defensive ninjutsu is lacking.

"There is no distance from the battlefield between Muye and Shayin Village. Let's go and see."

Zheng Yan flew quickly, and in just ten minutes, he rushed to the battlefield.

"Nobody?" Masahiko's perception is fully open, and I have looked at the various kinds of ninjas that have not been completely buried by the sands. www.novelhall.com~ There are two kinds of protection.

"Call... Fortunately, according to the tolerance and the amount of protection, the number of victims of Konoha is less than one-third of that of Shayin Village. It should be a big victory for Muye, and it is an overwhelming advantage..." Zheng Yan breathed a sigh of relief. .

Determined this, Zheng Yan is not in a hurry. All the way slowly to the wood leaves. He knew in his heart that since the war was victorious, the rest of the village was just fighting.

"It is estimated that now they are fighting each other for the position of the three generations of Huo Ying, let them fight, I will go back to the village to see how their expressions are wonderful." Masahiko has a bad taste.

The image of Masahiko is not the same as before. In the past, he was only 53 years old. For the Swirls, the 53-year-old is not too old, and he is barely a prime. Now 67-year-old Zheng Yan, there is no need to change the body, is a little old man, and a red hair has all turned into white hair, wrinkled face, it is estimated that it is not an acquaintance, will not recognize it for a while.

"This kind of image, I also used the transformation of the province... but still did not go in from the main entrance."

Masahiko came to the west side of Muye Village, and the gate of Muye was opened to the south.

"Just go in from here, the enchantment of the wood leaves is what I designed..." Zheng Yan said, mixing into the wood leaves is much easier than mixing into the cloud.

"I didn't pay attention to it before. The west side of the wood leaves is really a good place. There are mountains, water and woods..."

Zheng Yan looked up and looked a big change.

"What the hell!"

An unknown object happened to be on his body. Zheng Yan smirked on the ground, and he also felt a little bit of the scenery and took a look.

Looked at the body, it seems to be an individual, "Is there still someone in the world of fire shadows to commit suicide? My life is always more difficult..."