Despite the pouring rain, the House of Shadows was filled with cheerful laughter.

The little cyan snake also wiped away her tears.

No way, who made it a tragic fate?

When encountering a family with no conscience like the roadside family, it can only obediently sign a blood contract with the roadside wild girl according to the words, and the time set is directly 99 years, 364 days plus 11 hours and 7 quarters of an hour.

Well, that's 1 quarter of an hour, exactly 100 years, and it's a little tangled for it.

That's it.

Do you care about the 1 quarter of an hour when you take off your pants and fart?

Just when the wild girl on the side of the road said that 100 years will definitely not be so democratic, let alone free, and not sovereign, and so on, the cyan snake finally showed a smile on his face like a cry: "What you said is right!"

Whoever has the big fist is justified, so much, isn't that the case?

I am smiling happily.

The wild girl on the side of the road also affirmed the little cyan snake: "Your consciousness is very good!"

The cyan snake smiled sadly: "It's all taught by the roadside family!" Saying that, it admitted its fate with tears in its eyes: "My name is Xiaocha God, well, I was a god at the beginning, and now I still call me like this, and I feel better." ”

As he spoke, he wrapped himself around the arm of the wild girl on the side of the road, biting his tail and just becoming an armband.

As a sword spirit, it was supposed to lodge in the sword.

But the ordinary one is not enough.

It must be a sword that has experienced battlefield combat and is still intact, stained with the blood of enemy generals.

Otherwise, it can only be cast by a famous artist, which can be called a hair-blowing and broken hair, a rare famous sword in the world, and the katana that the god of desertion stayed before is rumored to be known as the sword of the moonlight cutting the sky, the top famous sword!

There is no distinction between typical Japanese-style swords, and the roadside wild girl doesn't care about its statement.

The Pact of Blood has been signed.

Very simple.

It was the wild girl on the side of the road who bit her finger and squeezed out the blood beads on the eyebrows of this little cyan snake called the god of desertion, and as the two sides reached a consensus with each other in the exchange of consciousness, the contract was established.

The wild girl on the side of the road as the master, and then the little desertion, well, worked for him for 99 years.

Plus 11 hours and 7 quarters of an hour.

on the arm.

The god of desertion, disguised as an armband, bites his own tail.

The little eyes rolled slightly, and he still spoke a little curiously: "I said the wild girl on the side of the road, why do you feel that your blood is a little weird?" It seems to be unsatisfied: "It feels very good!"

The wild girl on the side of the road moved her arm: "What? Would you like to have more?"

The desert god was overjoyed: "Okay?"

As he spoke, he raised his little head like a dragon's head, wanting to take a look at the nearest arm.

Just before, the dragon god statue that had been condensed for 16 years with those sword qi under the Huiyan Stream was directly shattered by the strength that appeared out of nowhere, and now it can be said to be even weaker than it was at the beginning.

At the beginning, there was at least the shadow of a small half-cut knife to send the god, but now it is completely a knife to send the spirit.

But it's also a coincidence.

It finds.

When I signed the blood contract before, the blood of the owner of the wild girl on the side of the road was sweetly full of special energy, and the replenishment and amplification of it was unexpectedly effective!

That's why it was so promising, I didn't expect this master to be so open!

Of course, the wild girls on the roadside are bright.

After speaking.

He turned his head to look at the armband-like little desertion god who raised his head and wanted to bite down, and said lightly: "It's so simple to drink my blood, and you know my secret, maybe even if it's a knife god, you have to keep it secret forever!"

The strength of the desert god's bite suddenly stopped, and he turned his head a little stiffly: "What do you mean to keep it secret forever?"

The wild girl on the side of the road smiled: "Literally!"

Desertion was teary-eyed: "This is special!"

It knows there's nothing good going on in this roadside house!

Permanent secrecy?

Not a permanent solution yet? Although it is a sword god, and now it is a sword spirit, it does not mean that it does not have its own thoughts, after all, it is so old, how can it also have its own wisdom, right?

But looking at the arm of the wild girl on the side of the road quite covetously, it couldn't help but lick a few mouthfuls of skin, and finally obediently bit its tail and turned it into an armband again.

In this regard, the wild girl on the side of the road is bland.

He expected it.

After all, when he was in Nansa Castle, the snow girl named Yukimi Dango, maybe still his sister-in-law, once said that he had the blood of the royal family with monsters flowing in his body, and asked him to be more careful on weekdays.

Although he still doesn't know how effective it is, he knows that it is definitely not a low-grade product when he hears the name.

And now I didn't expect it to be useful for the sword.

"Hmm..."

The wild girl on the side of the road couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Shouldn't it become Tang monk meat?"

I didn't think too much about it, just outside the hall of the House of Shadows, the wind and rain were still pouring down from the sky, and it seemed that it would be difficult to stop even tomorrow morning.

It's not like the transition between spring and summer, and the rainy season.

Rather, it's like summer.

Wind and rain, plus unbearable heat.

The seasons do begin to change over time, and the rainy season, which has been going on for weeks, should be turned into summer in the most recent days, which represents the end of spring and the arrival of summer.

This makes no difference to the newly established Konoha Ninja Village at the top of the Eight Mountains.

The current ninja village is still too simple.

There is still development to be done.

Approaching late at night, the wild girl on the side of the road went to the third floor to rest.

The next Konoha Ninja Village will be guarded by the rock ninjas of the Kannabi Bridge, and all the middle and lower ninjas will all withdraw to the bridge itself and return to the area inside the Yanjian River, with patrols and secret sentinels in place.

These are all arranged by the Iwakure Kamishinobu himself, which can be regarded as quite intimate.

As for those 5 Konoha shinobi?

It is to stay in the hall, stand guard and rest in batches, which is their own task.

As shinobi, their combat power is not enough to deal with too many dangerous situations, but as temporary guards or sentinels, they are still more than enough for these who have accepted the standard process of the Konoha Ninja School.

In the pouring rain, the night of Bafan Mountain gradually passed.

Early in the morning.

The wild girl on the side of the road sleeping on the tatami mat slowly opened her eyes: "Is it dawn?"

Outside the window was a bit dazzling morning light, and at the same time, there was a crisp sound of chirping birds in his ears, and as he rubbed his eyes and slowly sat up in the futon, he found that just last night, I don't know when, the heavy rain had stopped.

Putting on the black combat uniform that she had prepared last night, the wild girl on the side of the road put on another piece of feather weaving.

Come to the window.

Outside, the newborn sun sprinkled the morning light, and the emerald green eyes and the morning mist in the distance constituted a visual feast as beautiful as a landscape painting, so that the heads of the wild girls on the roadside who were still a little sleepy were directly clear.

Open the glass window, a slightly cool mountain breeze blows, and the rich grass and trees are fresh.

The breath is full of refreshment after the fresh rain in the empty mountains.

It's amazing.

It was his first experience that he had never enjoyed in Nansa Castle.

And before he could say anything, the little desert on his right arm, who was also sleeping with sparse eyes, also let go of the small mouth biting his tail at this time, and looked out a little confused: "Yo? The rain has stopped!"

The little paw scratched his chin and looked up very familiarly: "What are we going to eat this morning?"

The corner of the wild girl's eyes twitched on the side of the road: "What are you eating?"

He didn't expect that.

This knife is still majestic, why is it a little abrupt change in painting style after one night?

But thinking about the cowardice of being eaten last night, coupled with the chattering like a resentful woman, the wild girl on the side of the road was even more curious: "I said you are a man or a woman?"

Xiaocha was slightly stunned: "What kind of man and woman?" It then reacted, "Me?"

The wild girl on the side of the road said, "There are others?"

The god of desertion couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Big guy! I'm a sword god... Is the spirit good? What gods have you ever seen that divide men and women into men?" It said and tilted its head very arrogantly: "Your basic knowledge is really weak!"

The wild girl on the side of the road didn't mind smiling: "I haven't received a traditional roadside home education." ”

It's the truth.

For this sword spirit, it belongs to the basic knowledge, and it is also the advanced knowledge that he has never been exposed to.

Vaguely he still remembered that the four sons of his peers next to him had discussed similar topics during the conversation, but when he saw him, he quickly shut up, as if he was afraid that some secret would be revealed.

The wild girl on the side of the road also smiled helplessly when she thought of this: "What's the use of me learning this?"

He doesn't learn either!

No matter what kind of sword path that pierces the void, or the power of the Dao, is it useful to him?

The answer, of course, is no! He has a system, but he has a new chakra energy alone, plus a very complete ninja system, why should he come to learn the Tao system of this world from scratch?

Exhaling slightly, the wild girl on the side of the road said in a deep voice: "It's time to start too!"

"Huh?"

The desert god was puzzled: "What to start?"

But before he could say anything more, the wild girl on the side of the road directly took it off her arm and threw it outside the lounge: "Go find something to eat yourself, if you need anything, you can come back in half an hour!"

The desertion god was thrown out, floating in the air, while looking at the closed lounge door, scratching his head a little puzzled: "Half an hour? What do you want to do in your room alone for so long?"

In the room, the wild girl on the side of the road returned to the futon and sat down cross-legged again.

What he's going to do is, of course, a raffle!

Mission accomplished.

Ready-made lottery opportunities can't be wasted.

The development of Ninja Village is imminent, and after the lottery, he has to plan how to develop, after all, he is now shy in his pocket, and the only 5,000 yuan is still the reward after the task is completed.

From building buildings to recruiting families and developing ninjutsu, it all costs money!

……

……

PS: There's something going on today.,First two more.,By the way, be cheeky and ask for a recommendation ticket.,If you're not interested.,Help reward the starting coin.,Now there's still 12 places.,My fan list will reach 100 people!