Changing the hero's body is the most important thing right now!
The third generation means that after the war, Shayin Village will be automatically sent. Nara Shikahisa explained.
Tsunade's frown gradually eased, maybe it was a good choice.
There is value in letting the hero see his sacrifice in person.
"Okay, that's it!" Tsunade said finally, "When will Oromo arrive?"
? Tomorrow morning is fast, tomorrow night is slow. Nara Shikahisa replied
For two consecutive days, Camping River was still immersed in a touch of sadness.
Hatake Sushige's body was not replaced, and the ninjas in the camp began to become restless.
"What the hell is Princess Tsunade thinking? Why hasn't Lord Saiji's body been replaced?"
"Lord Jaishi died for us all. His body cannot be placed in the hands of the sandmen!"
"That's right, let's go get Lord Zhaisi back!"
"Kill Shalin and Shayin Village!"
"Let's go find Princess Tsunade!"
At that time, the ninjas in the Konoha camp were very excited and poured into the central camp.
Now, Tsunade has been newly appointed as the supreme commander of the Wind Country battlefield.
At this time, Tsunade was secretly studying with Shikahisa Nara, Oromoru, and Jiraiya in his camp
Sudden.
There was a lot of noise outside the camp, and some words like "Princess Tsunade" and "Lord Saiji" were vaguely heard.
The four of them looked at each other, stopped discussing, and turned outside.
Outside the camp, Oromoru and Jiraiya stood side by side on the left, Tsunade stood on the right, and Nara Shikahisa took a step back.
Looking at the dark and noisy crowd, Tsunade felt a burst of fire.
"what do you want?"
A burst of drinks was comparable to the roar of a lion, and the noisy camp fell silent in an instant.
Konoha Ninja, who held his head up a moment ago, is like a quail in this second, afraid of being seen by Tsunade.
Tsunade may lose face even for three generations, and even the elders dare to act directly.
This is not the point. As a ninja, who hasn't been defeated?
It's just that Tsunade's fist
Gudong! People swallowed their saliva subconsciously, and their little faces became white and white.
Tsunade put his hands on his hips, and his sharp eyes swept over everyone one by one.
Seven days later, Juhua Mountain will be the decisive battle!
Silence, silence.
Everyone looked at Tsunade who said this sentence as if he was dumbfounded.
"Hey Isn't this what you want?" Orochimaru's voice was hoarse and full of temptation.
Only then did they return to absolute existence, looking at each other to make sure their ears heard correctly.
"Go back and raise your spirits, and we will completely wipe out Sand Ninja in seven days!!" Tsunade shouted, raising his arm.
"Destroy the sand completely, be patient!"
"Destroy the sand completely, be patient!"
"Revenge for Lord Zhaisi!"
Take back Master Saiji!
At Dayton time, the crowd was excited, everyone was yelling angrily and roaring like a tiger about to be released.
The lifeless river camping boiled instantly.
Morale suddenly recovered.
Tsunade and the others looked at each other and smiled, the first step of the battle plan was successful!
That night, the twilight spread quietly like a large gray net, covering the entire river camp.
The evening wind is a bit cool, and the dark woods are full of chills.
A thin figure moved in the dim camp.
There are no ninjas patrolling nearby, perhaps because the cooler air discourages people from coming to the area.
However, no one needs to worry about the safety of this area.
Dong Gejun, I didn't expect you to come to me at such a party. In the shadow under the big tree, a thin shadow came out.
"Uncle Snake, he seems to be waiting for someone!" Dong Song asked, pointing.
"HeyDong Gejun is so humorous!" Orochimaru licked his lips, and his long tongue made his face sting.
Ye Han looked at Oromo expressionlessly, and decided not to quarrel with this guy anymore.
After organizing the words, Ye Han took out some things from his arms.
I want to make a deal with Uncle Snake.
"Deal?" Orochimaru frowned, glanced at Dongfang Singer's box, and didn't directly reach out to take it.
He didn't think there was anything worth trading for himself as the persistent Ye Han.
Ye Han held the box with one hand and took it out with the other. A trace of chakra condensed on the fingertips.
With a bang, a phalanx was shot out.
Directly entering the big tree behind Orochimaru, the phalanx collapsed into the hole at a visible speed.
After a while, a big tree surrounded by several people turned into a pile of waste paper.
"Oh? Is this Ye Hanjun's blood limit? I've heard of it. Seeing is believing is more interesting than seeing is believing!"
The Orochimaru logo licked his tongue, eyes showing intense interest.
Blood relay limit? Ye Han pursed a pale smile, said nothing, neither admitted nor denied, trying to understand?
You guys guess what.
Orochimaru, who is good at research, is born with better eyes than Ebi.
Just seeing Ye Han stretch out a hand, he roughly concluded the ability to kill Huigu.
Any creature that gets hit will turn into dust, which is very scary. Orochimaru squeezed his chin and said softly.
Naturally, the Oromo analysis included information collected over three generations.
During the year and a half in Muye Village, the secret department next to Ye Han was in charge of monitoring, but he didn't notice it.
Although the existence of the dark part cannot be detected, Ye Han understands the temperament of the three generations.
However, he doesn't care about the leak of the ability to kill Ashes together.
Who can be sure that killing Huigu completely is Ye Han's last card?
"Uncle Snake, is this chip enough?" Ye Han opened the ordinary box, and there were three phalanxes lying quietly inside.
"Hey, interesting." Orochimaru habitually licked his tongue and said with a hoarse smile:
When Ye Han doesn't intentionally take back his abilities, Ash Bones won't disappear easily.
Just like the mutated bones, how long they survived depends on the abilities of the Oromo.
The atmosphere became weird. The wind was calm a moment ago, but the atmosphere was a little tense.
The air was filled with cold air, and the biting cold stimulated Ye Han's nerves again and again.
The more this happens, the less we can back down.
Ye Han knew that this was a test for the Oromo people. People like Uncle Snake don't like the weak.
Orochimaru stood motionless, with a frightening momentum even though he was doing nothing.
Especially those green snake-like eyes, staring straight at a person, the bottom of my heart seemed to come out immediately, turned and ran away.
Dong Song looked back at Oshemaru expressionlessly, pretending not to care about the other person's eyes, but his heart was pounding. (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com