The night passed quietly, and no one talked about the hot springs again.

Kamijo Haru didn't seem to know.,As promised.,Came to Jiraiya's room.。

Her long silver hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, she had a soft beauty without a ponytail, a light blue yukata, a huge bow blooming behind her back, and a smooth neck exposed outside the yukata, adding a touch of charm.

"Mr. Gongguchi."

"Oh oh......" Jiraiya wiped the non-existent saliva from the corner of his mouth and sat up.

"I'm here, how are you going to teach me ninjutsu." Kamijo Haru cocked her little feet, put the slippers on her feet at the door, and ran in barefoot.

The yukata itself is short, and her two fair-skinned and wonderful legs, bare little soles, and a faint pink on the toes, playfully attract the eye.

I couldn't help but bend over, trying to cover up some bad things.

It's not good, it's really not good, Xiaoqing is your student, what are you thinking!

Zilai also strengthened his faith with infinite will, took out a scroll prepared in advance, put it on the table, and pushed it out rigorously and seriously.

Seeing that he was so serious, Kamijo Harushi sat down at the table obediently, and his slender legs were gently put aside.

"Xiaoqing, this is the scroll I prepared for you, which contains the ninjutsu I have learned, you can choose some suitable ones for you to learn."

"Your attribute is thunder, I'm ashamed to say it, although I am your teacher, but whether it is the illusion you are good at, or the thunder attribute, I can't give you a lot of help."

Jiraiya said, bowing his head slightly, as if he felt a little guilty.

"Mr. Gongkou......" Kamijo Harushi took the scroll, and some of them were touched by Jiraiya.

I was just about to sit up straight and salute and thank you, but I suddenly found Jiraiya's gaze.

Follow his gaze back to himself......

The corner of the yukata was lifted up because of her small movements, and there was a faint beautiful scenery between her legs, but fortunately she put on small bottoms under the yukata.

“…… hentai！ Die! Kamijo Harushi hurriedly covered her yukata and picked up the teacup and wiped it over.

"Hmm...... No regrets in this life......"

"Humph! Die! Mr. Gongkou! Kamijo Harushi picked up the scroll and ran out the door, slamming the door of Jiraiya's room slammed slammed.

"That's fine...... "Jiraiya was lying on the ground with a nosebleed, "just be happy." I'm still really guilty of being a teacher. ”

"Stupid teacher, you don't need to do this." Kamijo Haru, who was at the door, stood silently for a while, saluted respectfully, and then returned to his room.

Early the next morning.

"Sunny. Got up? ”

Bo Fengshui, who had finished his cultivation in the morning, knocked on the door of Shang Tiaoqing, but there was no sound inside.

"Still sleeping?"

Bo Feng Shuimen was stunned for a moment, opened the door of Shang Tiaoqing's room, and walked in.

The room was very warm, and a faint and soft fragrance reached the nose of the water gate, and after scanning around, he finally found Kamijo Harushi on the coffee table.

The long silver hair was scattered on the table, the little head was leaning against the scroll, and the nose was twitching, not knowing what he dreamed of.

"Huh. This little girl. Bo Fengshui walked over gently, cleaned up the table, and then shook her shoulder.

"The saliva is pouring out."

"Huh?!" Shangjo Qing jumped up, wiped his little hand on his mouth, and then glanced at Shuimen, "How can there be." ”

Bo Feng Shuimen smiled silently, turned around and walked out, "Hurry up and prepare, we're leaving." ”

……

The three of them, who had stayed in the country of Kawano, set out on their journey again, and on the way to the country of the wind, the weather gradually began to dry out.

"I finally know why the Wind Nation keeps waging war."

Kamijo stood silently in the border town of the Land of Wind, looking in the direction of the Land of Wind.

The yellow sand in the sky, the barren and barren land, and even the water source are problems.

"yes." Bo Feng Shuimen sighed, "It is indeed quite difficult to survive in an environment where resources are scarce. ”

Jiraiya bought several animal skin water bags from the vendors on the side at a high price, and distributed them to Mizumon and Kamijo Qing.

"When walking in the desert, water is the most important thing, as well as wind protection and sun protection."

He handed over a few more cloaks.

Buried his body in the cloak, and suddenly the heat of the sun was much lower.

"Huh?"

Kamijo Harushi suddenly looked in the other direction of the Land of Winds.

"What's wrong?" Bo Feng Shui Men got used to the cloak and felt pretty good.

"I didn't ...... I always felt like there was a huge energy response in that direction...... Maybe I'm feeling wrong, right? Kamijo Qing retracted her gaze suspiciously.

"Alright, let's go, we're still a few days away from here to the Land of the Wind."

"Yes."

……

"Huh. Can I sense it at my age? ”

Cold, indifferent expression, long silver-white hair touching the hips, without a trace of decoration, wearing a plain white kimono, exuding an indifferent and indifferent atmosphere from top to bottom, it seems that there is no emotion.

"You've been great since you were a kid. Let's go. The golden light flashed and vanished.

……

"Come, stop! Sand Hidden Village ahead! ”

The land of wind, a ray of sky.

A ninja with a sand ninja forehead looked warily at the three cloaked men walking in the distance.

"Timber messenger."

Sou

A certificate is inserted into the rock next to the sand shinobi.

"You guys!"

Such an act is no less than a provocation, but as a defeated country, it can only eat such a provocation raw.

"You guys want to go out with the majesty of a great country this time, do you know?" Ape Fei Ri Chop said so, which means that he will have a little bit of that number, and don't make any moths to embarrass people at that time.

"Welcome, Timber Emissary."

He is obviously a murderer, but he will forcibly drop his head and wag his tail like a defeated dog.

"Yes."

Jiraiya stood in the first place with a cloak, and behind him stood Kamijo Haruhuhi and Ha Feng Shuimen, who were also shrouded in cloaks.

At this time, Zilai really has the majesty of the three forbearances of the wood industry.

The seeds of hatred sparked by war can easily blind people and make them lose their minds.

Even if crushed, the power of hatred can turn people into beasts.

Kamijo Qing looked at those bloodshot eyes, eager to swallow the momentum of his own life, and his heart was a little heavy.

"What are you thinking?"

"Nope. I just feel that hatred is really a stupid thing. It is indeed a curse given by God to mankind to have such feelings of hatred, if there is a God. Kamijo Harushi sighed.

"God?" Bo Feng Shuimen obviously doesn't know what God is, but he knows what hatred is.

"Nothing...... I'm just talking to myself. She brushed the subject over the topic and didn't seem to want to talk about it more.

"Qing, if one day I die and die at the hands of someone else, what will you do?"

"Destroy the people who killed you, and leave no scum behind."

“…… Clear. After listening to Shang Tiaoqing's words, Bo Feng Shuimen stopped, and said seriously and seriously: "I hope that the hatred can stop in my generation, rather than continue by you." ”

"If I die, you go to take revenge, and the friend of the person you killed comes to you again to take revenge, and if the cycle continues, how can the world be at peace?"

"So. I hope that if I am killed, it means that I am going to die, that I have done something wrong, otherwise, I will never die. ”

Bo Feng Shuimen paused, "If you kill someone to avenge me, I won't forgive you." ”

Kamijo Harushi wanted to say something, but was interrupted again by the water gate.

"I've been thinking about it since I saw you like that when Kato died. What can be done to put an end to such hatred? But I can't figure it out, but I hope I can move on the right path, and until I find the right path, I will never die. ”

Kamijo Qing was silent, and after a moment, he stretched out the little finger of his right hand, "Then, promise me, you can't die." ”

"Ahh I'm not going to die. ”

"Retractor."