The next day, Academy.
In the teaching building, before the sixth grade elite class, Gu Jiajingdao enters the door happily.
The children playing in the classroom immediately calmed down and sat in their seats.
I saw Gugu Jingdaole holding a pile of test papers and walking steadily onto the stage. He seems to be conducting a theoretical simulation test.
Sure enough!
The next moment, Gu Gu Jingdao Le’s deep voice sounded.
“We have a test today!”
Many students in the audience were in an uproar when they heard this.
Gugu Jingdaole’s sharp eyes stared out. No matter where he passed, everyone remained silent.
One after another, like a duck with a broken neck, the sound suddenly stopped.
“Why? It seems that there is a missing person?”
At first glance, the Furukawa interface shows that there are students every day, but I always feel a little bit less…
Suddenly. Gu Gu Dajie suddenly realized with a look on his face.
Is that 6-year old child away? !
“Child, you dare to be late for the first day of class!” Gu Gu’s face sank, and the bloody smell permeating the whole body burst out instantly.
The crowd concentrated their heads in the book and made them look like ostriches.
Sitting in the front row, Lin’s face was full of entanglement, but in the end she bit her scalp and slowly raised her hand.
“Big, big interface Teacher…”
“En?” Gu Gu Jingdaole squinted his eyes and looked at it.
People found that it was Lin, who is usually a good student, and his sharp eyes became much softer when eating.
However, this does not mean that Gu Gu Jingdao is not angry!
After a while, when the child comes, he must deeply understand why the flowers are so red! !
Here, Ye Han student asked me to hand it in. Lin handed a letter.
Yesterday after school, Ye Han suddenly found her and told her that if Teacher called him, he would give it to Teacher the next day.
Lin is gentle and friendly. Naturally, she would not refuse Ye Han’s request.
Gugu Jingdao closed the letter with a snap and opened it with his fingers.
One eye, ten lines scan…
But you see…
Young but still full of vigor, little character The lines are neatly arranged, although their writing ability is insufficient.
When will Teacher stop teaching?
When saliva splashes, everyone sleeps, waiting for the bell to ring.
The scenery outside the window is infinite, but like a caged bird.
I brought all the teaching materials, please let the boy fix it by himself.
I lay in the sink. I am very talented! !
Furuya Daisuke’s eyes lit up, and he couldn’t help but admire him secretly.
Then he suddenly reacted, his face even more gloomy.
“Bah, baah…this scoundrel!!!”
The veins in the forehead of Gu’s large interface wriggle like a blue insect, causing scalp feeling numb.
He crumpled the letter paper into powder and pinched the bones of fist.
At that time, everyone in the classroom was silent and afraid to breathe.
“From now on, take the exam!!”
Gu Gu Dajie decided to report Dongjie’s “bad deeds” to the child who played truant on the first day of the Third-Kage class.
Even the Third-Kage has no face for Ye Han to stay in the Academy again!
Even if we take a step back, even if Ye Han can continue to go to school, as long as he is not in class, he won’t care!
Gu Jia Jingdao Le temporarily suppressed Ye Han’s truancy and plans to check out later!
…
In a forest behind Muye Village, Ye Han ran in the forest with the eyes of two pandas, looking very excited.
Yes, he was really excited and stayed up all night.
After getting the chakra extraction method at Academy yesterday, I spent the night in Ye Han’s excitement.
Feeling the weak energy body of his body, Ye Han couldn’t help grinning till now.
Until, the muscle cramps on the face stopped.
In short, happiness leads to sadness.
“Try this first.” Ye Han walked under a big tree and stretched out his small palm.
There is no need to print, the chakras are gathered directly in the palm.
Thinking in the head, Willpower comes first.
Cracking…
The strange sound of bone growth sounded.
I saw Ye Han had a gray in his little hand, like a piece of dry bone growing out.
The length is less than two inches, less than the thickness of the little finger.
However, it gives a sense of time passing, end of life and extreme danger.
Faced with these short and small bones, even the sky and earth felt creepy!
“Kill the gray bones!!”
Ye Han drank his voice and slapped him.
Looking like death and gray, the bones that were broken by the tree suddenly plunged into the tree.
Fly over time and space, spread out, and rot with the bones!
When Ye Han’s voice fell, the whole tree turned from the place where the bone pierced into shredded paper.
Dying and rotting, the whole tree is shrouded in the smell of rotting.
Kara is odd. !
In less than a minute, a big tree surrounded by three people withered and turned into pages of shredded paper.
Turn into soot…
A wisp of wind blows by and disappears between heaven and earth.
Dust returns to dust, soil returns to earth, life will eventually die, and spirit will eventually die.
Ye Han sat down on the ground, and his pale face became paler.
Although bones alone are not enough for the little finger to kill, it also consumes all his chakras.
Not only the consumption of chakras, but also the mental loss is even more terrifying.
A burst of dizziness hit my heart, and I felt like I was covered by a pair of big hands, some of which were black.
Perhaps the reason for not having a good rest last night was that Ye Han was not strong enough to play the role of an ordinary killer.
Now he uses this move, but he collapsed.
At this moment, Ye Han just wanted to sleep and didn’t want any problems. Sleeping has become the biggest thing.
However, he knew he had to persevere.
The art of killing gray bones together in order to change the structural factors of bones and turn them into hard weapons.
Usually sharp bones are shot from the palm of the hand, and people who are stabbed by the bone will gradually fall.
Anyone who wins this trick, even if he has Yin-Yang escape skills, is useless.
Ye Han looked at his hand with excitement in his eyes, thinking that he did not inherit any abilities from his mother.
At this time, it seems to go from hell to heaven.
Even the corpse reborn from the dirty soil will collapse. Ye Han smiled from ear to ear and smiled directly into his eyes.
Life has been a hundred years. Does anyone never die? The sun is setting. It sounds scary, but time is fleeting.
Time passed and turned to ashes.
Suddenly a figure emerged in Dongsong’s mind-Mr. Huiye Red Deer!
Ye Hui clan’s corpse veins are probably derived from common ashes. Ye Han muttered to himself.
In other words, does this mean that killing the ashes together can also create other actions? ..