"It's all said don't teach bad children!" The ground cracked behind him, and Tsunade rushed in front of Morinakano and smashed it with a punch.

Flying strands of hair fluttered, layered in front of her, dissolving Tsunade's terrifying power and wrapping around her body like tentacles.

"Being away from the battlefield has made your combat effectiveness drop a lot, Tsunade-hime." Morinakano sneered and slashed with his sword.

A finger-wide long knife cut off his hair to block Mori Nakano's attack, and the old monk appeared, his eyes wide open, blazing, "This benefactor, you are possessed by evil spirits, I'm afraid time is short." ”

"Evil spirits?" Morinakano stroked the fluttering and writhing strands of hair, "I don't know when it appeared, and I like to pull out other people's internal organs, but thanks to this evil spirit, I can kill a lot of nasty ninjas." ”

"It's also the first time I've felt so annoying about a samurai," he pulled his hair off in annoyance, his palms and fists clashing against his chest, and Tsunade twisted his neck, "Get ready to say goodbye to the world!" ”

"Tsunade-sama hates long hair," Shizune whispered in Chiki's ear, "because I can't keep my hair." ”

Chiki blinked, "It's jealousy, right?" ”

Shizune nodded vigorously in agreement, receiving Tsunade's death gaze.

"Tsunade-sama, can you let the poor monk fight him alone?" The old monk stood up straight, and his unconcealable majesty was released, "I'm ashamed to say that the poor monk has been looking for him for a long time." ”

"Our gamble?"

"Naturally, you won." The old monk chuckled.

"Mute, Chiki, let's go, go back to sleep." Tsunade turned and left.

"Tsunade-sama, is it okay to leave this alone?" Mute said with a frowning eyebrow.

"Don't worry," Tsunade said nonchalantly, "I don't know what happened to that Morinakano, but I saw that old monk when I was a child, and I remember his knife to be precise, which was the master of Mifune in the Iron Country, the sword of the Guilty Robbery of the Monk of Torture." ”

"Mifune refers to Mifune, the youngest general in the Iron Country?" Shizune's eyes widened.

"I don't need to say anything else, let's go!"

"Wait a minute, Sister Tsunade." Chiki took her hand.

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

"None of my sisters have used the five senses," Chiki pointed at Morinakano's back with his little finger, "He's not fighting alone. ”

The seal of both hands, Tsunade and Shizune used the technique of spiritualizing the five senses, and the sight of Mori Nakano's back made both of them gasp, "That's ......"

The pale mask was attached to the back of Morinakano's head, and the white silk threads flying out from under the mask were woven together with Morinakano's long hair, flying wildly, and the scarlet eyes on the mask were staring at them!

"That's an evil spirit." A thousand trees concluded.

"What are you talking about?" Yanagi Tiao's face was withered, and he was hit hard by the series of events.

"Uncle, there's good news and bad news that you want to listen to?" Qianshu tugged at the corner of the willow well box.

"That'...... Let's start with the bad news. ”

"The bad news is that most of the events in the house are caused by this person."

"I know that, but what about the good news?"

"The good news is that there's another ghost working on this guy."

“…… What a sin this has been done, Tsunade-sama, please save us! Yanai kept bowing.

"Shut up," Tsunade said coldly, "Samurai duels are sacred, and I can't interfere." It's time to get started. ”

The two sides of the confrontation moved at the same time, not moving like a mountain, and the invasion was like fire!

The narrow blade in the old monk's hand erupted with terrifying speed, and the sharp sword light densely intertwined in the air into a terrifying storm.

And the hair, which was countless times thinner than the blade, flew and one moth after another blocked the blade like a fire, and Morinakano gave up all defenses, and the sword in his hand opened and closed widely, making a deadly move.

The visible black strands kept falling, but the invisible white strands were getting more and more, waving like tentacles.

"Ah~~ I remembered," Mori Nakano was unaware of the abnormalities in his body, and waved the blade in his hand tirelessly, "It turned out to be you, and I want to call you a teacher......

"The poor monk can't afford it." The old monk was at ease, and although he couldn't see it, he could feel that something was blocking his attack by the touch of the knife, "Are you...... My sins, thirty years, fortunately, your appearance has not changed, worthy of the shadow warrior. ”

"Shadow Warrior...... It's been a long time since I've heard a title! ”

Shizune looked at Tsunade, "Shadow Samurai? ”

"The general's shadow-like samurai, simply put, is a stand-in, and can completely imitate the appearance and habits of the master," Tsunade said with some regret, "but since the appearance of the ninja, the shadow samurai have slowly been eliminated. ”

"Is it the relationship between the transformation technique?"

Tsunade shook his head, "It's not just because of the Transfiguration Technique, there was once a Shadow Warrior who existed in his place for three years after the death of a general, which made many people panic about being replaced by a shadow. As a result, many of the Shadow Warriors died, killed by their masters. ”

"It's really worthy of Tsunade Hime, and she's really well-informed!" Morinakano's face was distorted, like a madman, "It was a terrifying time, and the Lord of Trust ordered his more trusted subordinates to destroy the subordinates he once trusted, just because the Shadow Warrior did so well." ”

"So!" His handsome and handsome face was distorted with a strange smile, "Thank you so much for your teachings, I still remember them to this day!" ”

"The so-called samurai, as long as you hold the sword in your hand, there is nothing to fear!"