When the little stone returned to the room, the old stone was already waiting in the room.

Seeing Xiaoshi enter the door, he lovingly stepped forward and touched Xiaoshi's head: "Hurt today?" ”

Xiaoshi tilted his head and smiled indifferently: "Grandpa, I'm fine, I just haven't died for a long time, and I'm a little unused to it." ”

As he spoke, Xiaoshi reached out and touched his neck, although the wound had healed, the pain remained, so he said that he was not used to it.

"Little Stone, grandpa asked you to practice the Iga secret technique back then, just so that you can revitalize the Iga stream in the future. Now that Koga-ryu has discovered our existence, then we can't sit back and wait any longer, and when we see Koga-ryu and his faction in the future, we will kill them! ”

"Yes, Grandpa."

A trace of killing intent flashed in Xiao Shi's eyes, even if Grandpa didn't say it, he would definitely kill everyone in Jiaheliu.

Who let them dare to touch his master of Hei Shi Ling!

In the night, the light snow gradually becomes heavier.

Zhan Hao on the roof was sweeping the snow with a broom, and Zhan Ying stood beside him with his arms crossed, mourning for him expressionlessly.

Outside the bedroom on the third floor, Shen Qinghan knocked on Helan Sulfone's door softly with a plate of cut apples: "Shen Xiaobai, if you don't speak, I'll come in directly." ”

Shen Qinghan pushed the door in, and saw Helan Sulfone not raising her head, but was sitting on the sofa next to the bed flipping through the books.

She coughed lightly, walked over with a smile on her face, put the apple on the tea table next to the sofa, rubbed her hands and said, "Xiaobai, I specially cut the apple for you, even the skin is peeled for you, you eat it, it's very sweet!" ”

As if he hadn't heard it, Helan Sulfone held the thick masterpiece and turned the next page.

To tell the truth, under the light, the picture of a beautiful man nesting on the sofa reading a book is particularly eye-catching, but Shen Qinghan is not here to appreciate beauty, she is here to seek peace.

So even if Helan Sulfone didn't even give her a look, she didn't feel embarrassed, but became more and more frustrated, and directly reached over and took away Helan Sulfone's book.

Helan Sulfone finally raised his head, and looked at Shen Qinghan with cold and arrogant eyes without any waves.

Shen Qinghan put down the book, took the opportunity to stuff the plate of apples into Helan Sulfone's hand, and his delicate face was crooked with a smile: "Xiaobai, come, eat a piece of apple to dissipate your anger." ”

"Degassing?" Helan Sulfone said coldly, "You think I'm angry? ”

“…… Aren't you angry? But you look like you're angry. ”

Helan Yan snorted coldly: "What kind of person am I, and what qualifications do I have to be angry?" ”

Shen Qinghan hurriedly smiled again: "Xiaobai, I know, I shouldn't hide it from your ninja, but that's also because I'm afraid that you will get into unnecessary trouble......

"Shen Qinghan."

Helan Yan raised her voice to interrupt her words, and a different emotion flashed in her cold eyes: "I have already said that from the day you rescued me, my life is yours, from now on, you will give birth to me, you will die and I will die." But you don't seem to take my oath seriously, do you think I'm just saying nice things? ”

Shen Qinghan was inexplicably weak-hearted: "No, I ......"

"Shut up, I'll say it again, my life is yours! So I'm not afraid of your troubles, and I can be your strongest backing whenever you need it. ”

Perhaps Helan Sulfo's expression was too serious, Shen Qinghan's expression was stunned, and he didn't dare to refute him at all.

Half-loud, Helan Sulfone said coldly: "Why don't you speak." ”

Shen Qinghan blinked innocently, his face was weird: "Didn't you tell me to shut up?" ”

Helan sulfone choked on her, her teeth 'creaked', and then proudly picked up a piece of apple and bit it hard.

Seeing that he ate the apple, Shen Qinghan suddenly showed a smile and said flatteringly: "Is the apple delicious?" I cut it with my own hands...... So you're not angry now, are you? ”

Helan Sulfone snorted coldly, the tip of his nose suddenly moved, he squinted his eyes and glanced at Shen Qinghan deeply, and his voice was full of questioning: "What smell do you have?" Did you eat a barbecue tonight? ”

Shen Qinghan's face changed, a little panic flashed on his face, and he almost turned around and rushed out of Helan Sulfone's room.

only threw down one sentence: "Shen Xiaobai, you eat slowly, I'm sleepy, good night!" ”

After she left, Zhan Ying jumped in from the window, knelt down on one knee in front of Helan Sulfone, bowed her head and said respectfully, "Your Highness." ”

Helan Sulfone put down the apple and said coldly: "Zhan Ying, you go to investigate the matter of the Fuguo Ninja, the most important thing is to see who is behind the instigation and wants to take a cold life." ”

"Yes, my subordinates will do it immediately!"

The wee hours of the morning have passed, the earth has fallen into a deep sleep, and the street lights have not stopped.

In the fluttering snowflakes, two figures almost flashed by, from the rows of high-rise buildings to the quiet and uninhabited alleys.

Seeing Xianxing, who was already dead on the ground, Xianyue, who was wearing a samurai suit, stared at her eyes, rushed over and squatted on the ground like an arrow from the string, and shouted miserably: "Brother! ”

Xianyue's beautiful face was red, the fire of anger burned instantly, and her voice was desolate: "Brother, who killed you?" ”

The ghost world who stepped on the clogs came over at this time, the sharp face lines tightened, and he squatted down, he reached out on the top of the head of the string star, closed his eyes and read the memories of his death.

After a while, the ghost world withdrew its hand, and Xianyue couldn't wait to ask, "Master, who killed my brother?" ”

The ghost world opened his eyes, his dark eyes were full of intense interest, and he said, "It's really funny, a little kid can kill my chief disciple so easily......"

After speaking, the expression of the ghost world suddenly changed, and his brows frowned tightly, as if he remembered something, incredulous: "Hei Shiling? Could it be ...... This child is the young master of Igara-ryu who escaped from Fukuni twenty years ago, Kuraishi Ling! In this way, he has already cultivated the Iga secret art and has an immortal body! ”

"Damn!"

The ghost realm suddenly exerted force, and with a wave of his palm to the wall, a hard wall collapsed.

Xianyue got up angrily and wiped away her tears, "Master, since we know who killed my brother, when will we go to him for revenge?" ”

The expression on the ghost's face was extremely distorted: "Revenge? Do you know why Fukuni used to destroy Igara-ryu with all his might? ”

String Moon shook her head.

"Because the secret art of Iga is too weird, the lord of Iga can stay young forever and live forever, but he refuses to dedicate his secret art to the country, so he will be destroyed with the power of the country. And the most powerful thing about Iga's secret art is that the person who cultivates the secret art has an immortal body, unless we can hit his life gate in one fell swoop. Twenty years ago, in order to kill the previous Lord of the Iga Stream, we lost hundreds of top masters to succeed. Now it's just you and me, who want to take revenge, hum, it's like being sent to the door to be killed! ”

Xianyue looked resentful, "Master, is it possible that my brother died in vain like this?" ”

The Ghost Realm glanced down at the corpse of his chief disciple, then scooped up the string star and carried it on his shoulder, turned around and disappeared into the alley without saying a word.