v3 Chapter 56： Old **** stick

Masahiko’s generation of Huo Ying’s career lasted only one month, and he returned from the battlefield.

His face turned black and it didn't look very smooth.

Masahiko smiled and greeted him. "What happened? Who made you angry like this?"

The Japanese sighed and said nothing.

Masahiko did not ask, after a period of time, he heard about the ins and outs of things.

From the wood leaves, the sundial went straight to the country of the rain, and wanted to clear the small country out of the battlefield first, but did not expect to be directly blocked.

The sun was on the battlefield, and the leader of the rain country was also shot at the same time. The Japanese and Japanese battles were half-hidden. Although they were in the upper hand, they were worse than the lethality.

The semi-hidden Tongling Beast Mountain pepper fish has taken up a lot of money in this large-scale war. Even if there is an outline detoxification, the wood leaves still lose a lot. The semi-hidden is not easy to solve in the sun, and fighting a few times, there is no way to take the other side.

In the end, the Japanese can only reach an agreement with Hanzang, and neither of them will shoot in the war.

Although the two know what the situation looks like, but in the world of tolerance, it is not so circulated. Everyone thinks that the half-hidden "repels" the sundial.

As the leader of a small village, he repelled the fire shadow of the most powerful country in the five major countries. The semi-hidden reputation was outdated, and it was regarded as an idol by various small villages. It even spread the name of "Half-Shenshan pepper fish half-hidden".

"The Japanese squad is very wrong, the last battlefield, became a stepping stone in the semi-hidden." Zheng Yan snickered in his heart.

"Grandpa Grandpa, I succeeded!" The shout of the rope tree came from a distance, and Zheng Yan smiled and looked at the rope tree.

"Is it successful? It takes only one month to use it. It is OK." During this time, Zheng Yan passed the spiral pill that was going to the rotten street to the rope tree.

"Let me see it."

"Well! Shadow splits!"

The practice of the rope tree made Zheng Yan slightly stunned, and the practice of using the shadow to split the ball made him feel very familiar.

"Spiral pill!"

The spiral pill is quickly formed and the rope tree is pressed directly on the wall.

Masahiko’s mouth twitched and looked at the big hole in the wall, and there was an inexplicable familiarity.

"The rope tree, why hit the wall."

The rope tree glimpsed and smiled awkwardly.

Masahiko sighed reluctantly. "You learned badly with your sister."

"However, who taught you to use the spiral pill."

The rope tree scratched his head. "Grandfather, isn't it easier?"

"Yes." Zheng Yan sighed in his heart, no wonder the master hand felt Naruto like a rope tree, the two people's way of thinking is a bit like.

"Grandpa Grandpa, can I go to the battlefield this time?" The rope tree learned a "trick" and was obviously eager to try.

"Your classmates have pulled you together?" Zheng Yan smiled.

The rope tree is full of embarrassment. "No, it is what I want to go."

Zheng Yan shook his head. "You still lack a lot of things, you still need to hone." Zheng Yan these days, gradually thought of it, the rope tree should be mistaken into a trap, was killed by the detonation, this kind of thing is not a If the spiral pill can be solved, Zheng Yan has to teach him some battlefield experience.

The rope tree was disappointed. "How long will it take, Grandpa Grandpa."

Masahiko’s face is awkward. “The battlefield is not a play, you are still small.”

The rope tree hesitated. "But many of the ten-year-old have to go to the battlefield. I am the grandson of the grandfather of the pillar..."

Masahiko's face eased down, and it seems that the identity of the grandson between the thousands of columns has brought him a lot of pressure.

"Don't worry, the battlefield is honing people, but if I guide you, there will be no difference. What you need now is the foundation, not the actual combat. When it is right, you will force you if you don't go."

The rope tree nodded. "Grandfather, how long will it take me to get on the battlefield?"

"What are you in a hurry, one or two years..."

The rope tree has changed its face. "So long, the war will not end?"

"It's better!"

The rope tree whispered, "How do I make a contribution, how to become a fire shadow..."

Just a glimpse of it, only to think of it, the dream of the rope tree is to become a shadow.

“Why want to be a fire shadow?”

The rope tree looked up. "The village is a treasure left by my grandfather. I want to guard it."

"The treasure between the columns?" Zheng Yan nodded. "The guardianship treasure needs strength! I will not relax after the next training!"

The rope tree nodded and promised.

Masahiko stayed in Muye. Play soft boxing every day and train the training rope tree. As for the two teenagers of the Japanese home, they have already gone to the battlefield, and Zheng Yan has some accidents.

"At this age, the daily difference should not be a separation. The two sectarians went to the battlefield together. What do you think about the Japanese?" What I did not know is that because of his reasons, the Japanese have some entangled distribution of the family and the separation. After all, Everyone is his half disciple. Simply let them go to the battlefield, according to performance.

Time flies, the eyes are already in the 30th of September, and the new Ninja students entered the school. Zheng Yan came to the Wood Leaf School early, and he felt that he might meet an "acquaintance."

Sure enough, in the group of children, his eyes caught a golden-haired boy's back, waved water gate!

Masahiko walked over with a smile and patted the shoulders of the water gate.

Watergate doubts turned his head and smiled with a smile on his face. "Grandpa, are you looking for me?" He didn't seem to know Zhengyan.

Masahiko nodded. "Yes. Juvenile, I see your bones are amazed, the meridians are smooth, and the future will be a big weapon. I have a ninth cheats here, don't collect your money, give it to you for free!"

Zheng Yan said pulled out a folded crumpled paper from his arms and handed it to the water gate.

"Remember, it is a cheat, you must open it in no one's place!" Masahiko added.

The water facade is clear, "Thank you, grandfather!"

Masahiko smiled and nodded. "It’s polite, good boy." Turned away and left without taking a cloud.

The entrance ceremony continues, and Zheng Yan is no longer concerned. He just gave the watergate the paper, of course, there is no such thing as the thunder god. He can't learn this skill for him at this age, but...

Watergate was taken to the classroom by the teachers in their class. First, they introduced each other with the students. After that, the teacher explained the history of the world and cultivated the basic knowledge.

Watergate listened to the teacher's explanation. I don't know why the image of Zheng Yan always appeared in my mind. I was very curious about what he said about the Ninjutsu Cheats.

Seeing no one left and right, Watergate secretly took out the "cheats" and opened it.

"Although you are talented, but the name of the wind and water gates will probably make you more difficult, young, change your name!"

The face that Watergate expects is stiff on his face, and he has seen it several times before and after, and he has not seen any ninth cheats.

“Is it just an old **** stick?” The water facade was disappointed.

"The wave of Feng Shuimen students over there, what do you say about the teacher?"

Watergate panicked and stood up. "Sorry, teacher, I just lost my mind."

"Sit down, listen carefully!"

Therefore, the first day of the entrance to the school, the teacher left a bad impression of not listening carefully.