Konoha Seven Taste House

Naturally, Zhenxiu didn't know, he was given a routine by Itachi before he knew it.

Getting along with smart people is troublesome, and you get routines from time to time.

But even if you know it, true cultivation probably doesn't matter.

After all, most of the time, he just let the flow go.

For Itachi, he can't talk about much fondness or dislike.

I just think this is a poor man.

A poor man who cannot choose what life he wants.

And is this not a portrayal of everyone in real life?

I chose what I thought was right, but in the end, how many people did not regret it.

Itachi may not regret his choice, but he will definitely hate his choice.

After all, he once swung a butcher knife at the one he loved.

That should be the meaning of his existence, but he personally ended it.

This is human helplessness.

Back to the fog, everything became calm again.

Shui Ying's serious injury to this kind of thing naturally won't spread all over the village.

The news was suppressed in time.

Several elite Shangren were called to the water shadow office.

And what they faced was the great elder in Wuyin.

The mechanism of fogging is quite different from Konoha.

There is no root led by Danzo, but there is a great elder mechanism.

The power of the Great Elder is sometimes even above the water shadow.

"Yakura was hit hard, and now the village needs your strength. What you have to do is to protect the mist during this time."

The great elder looked at the people in front of him and said.

This includes No More Cut and Terumi Mei.

"Yes! Great Elder!"

"The others retired and didn't stay behind."

The others retreated after hearing this.

Terumi Ming glanced at it and didn't cut it again, she knew that it was the elder who didn't cut it.

She is not in the same camp.

The great elder left it behind, presumably to give him another task.

After everyone left, the elder took out the broken beheading knife.

"If you don't cut it again, I remember your sword skills are very superb, and you have completed the previous tasks very well. Therefore, this recovery decapitation sword will be handed over to you. Starting today, you are the new Ninja Seven One of the crowd."

"Yes! Great Elder!"

Blocking the beheaded sword, I was happy if I didn't cut it again, but there was no excitement on the surface.

The Grand Elder nodded in satisfaction.

"If you don't cut it anymore, you are very good and do your best. Your future is limitless.

"Thank you for the cultivation!"

"Okay, go down."

"Yes!"

Outside the Water Shadow Building, No-Zhan walked out with the beheading knife on his back.

People who saw it couldn't help but look at him.

"Decapitate the big sword? How can it be in the hands of no longer? Has he already been appointed by the Seven Ninja Swords? God, I am so envious."

There are ninja talks.

In the past, the Seven Ninja Swordsmen were synonymous with the Wuyin elite Shangnin.

The strong person second only to the shadow of the water in the mist can be described as an honor.

Although it is already an elite ninja, it is not as loud as the name of the seven Ninja swords.

Everyone's discussion, if not cut, did not take it to heart.

"Don't cut it again."

Suddenly, a woman's voice stopped.

"Terumi Ming, what's the matter."

No longer looked at the woman blocking his path, and said coldly.

"Congratulations, you got the decapitation knife."

Terumi Mei said with a smile.

"It's none of your business."

If you don't say anything, you will leave.

Terumi Mei was quite helpless, this guy like an iceberg was really hard to communicate.

"If you don't cut it again, I know, you also want to change the fog."

If you don't stop hearing the words, the pace is slightly slow.

"what do you want to say?"

No longer looking at the smiling Terumi Mei, the expression under the bandage looked even colder.

"I want to invite you to cooperate and change this village together. You should also see that this village will be destroyed if this continues."

Terumi Mei said solemnly.

After hearing the words, she took a deep look at Terumi Ming, and then left without looking back.

"No, I have my own way."

The indifferent word blocked all Terumi Ming wanted to say.

"This guy is still as stubborn as ever. It seems that it is still a bit difficult to get him into the camp. I only hope that he will not mess around. He has courage, but he is just a rash man. ."

Terumi Mei shook his head slightly, looking at the figure that would not cut away again, quite worried.

Those who can kill all the graduates of the same period act differently from ordinary people.

Even Terumi Mei couldn't guess what this guy wanted to do.

But she knew that it was definitely not a good thing.

Without cutting, rubbing the hilt of the decapitated broadsword that he had just obtained, he fell into excitement.

"With this broad sword, my plan can also begin. Shui Ying is seriously injured. With my strength and decapitation broad sword, I can definitely kill it!"

If you don't think of this again, I'm even more excited.

He seemed to have seen the future changed.

But at this moment, Reunion suddenly saw a young man.

Those eyes...

Suddenly he felt a familiar look in his eyes.

It's... Snow!

"Big brother, your eyes are the same as mine."

A faint smile appeared on the boy's face full of dirt.

Don't be surprised again.

Qiweiju.

"Welcome, guest."

Zhenxiu said softly, looking at the guests in front of him, couldn't help being stunned.

If you don't cut it, there is still that young man like snow.

"Boss, three portions of salted saury, plus two bowls of rice..."

The sound of no more slashing brought Zhen Xiu back.

"Okay, guest."

Zhenxiu said with a smile, looking at the two people in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh the wonder of fate.

Sure enough, they still met.

Bai looked around, extremely curious about the decorations in this shop.

"White, come here."

No longer cut the voice very cold, but Bai Wenyan was very happy.

"Okay, don't cut Mr. again."

Bai followed behind him again, and the two sat down.

They didn't speak, they just looked at each other.

Zhenxiu didn't ask anything. After entering the kitchen, he soon brought out the salted saury and the three bowls of rice.

Without cutting into Bai's longing eyes, he pushed the two salt-boiled saury in front of Bai in front of him, as well as the two bowls of rice.

"These are yours."

"really?"

Bai said in surprise, his stomach gurgling sound in good time.

"Yes."

Bai picked up the chopsticks on the side, immediately grabbed a piece of saury, and ate it.

"good to eat!"

Bai's eyes were full of happiness.

Without cutting the indifferent face, there is a rare trace of warmth.

Of course, it was only a moment.

Zhenxiu smiled, but his face changed slightly when he saw the decapitated broadsword behind him.

The windmill of fate has begun to turn.