
"I was exposed to illusions ..."
Uchiharing's expression was dull, and he couldn't react for a long time.
"Unbelievably, this kid has to drop one level after losing."
Jilai was of course the happiest to see her eating flat.
"Little thing."
"What about my thirteenth group ..."
"Hey, don't go, don't wait for me!"
Jilai had just finished answering, and discovered that Akabane, Tsunade, and Osamaru were all lost. Akabane wants to go back to sleep, Tsunade and Osamaru are just bored.
After walking a few steps, Osaimaru approached Akabane and said in a low voice, "Be careful with the Uchiha people."
The blood succession of the pommel horse clan was known as the illusion that the Uchiha clan could not recover. Over time, the two families have a deep grudge against each other and cannot be called enemies, but certainly each other is unhappy with each other.
At this moment, the Uchiha Mirror died in battle. The Uchiha clan had no leader, and its behavior style gradually changed.
Oshemaru was worried that Akabane would defeat Uchiha Ling today. The people in the Uchiha clan might not have any other ideas.
"I have a family behind me, a small competition, and I won't let the other party do this."
Akaba replied while looking at Osamaru.
The Pommel Horse clan still had influence. After more than ten years, it was impossible to say that they would be trampled.
As for Oshemaru, there is a three-generation Hokage shelter that loves talent, and I'm afraid the Uchiha clan doesn't dare to look for anything.
"What are you worried about, now you think the Uchiha clan still dares to ask for something?"
Tsunade curled her lips, her expression slightly saddened with disdain, and now even the Thousand Hands were slowly reducing their influence, and the Uchiha clan, who had little brains, would not choose this point.
Returning to class, Osamaru pulled out a book, Akabane lay down and was about to sleep, but with her head still on her arm, Tsunade held her chin with her hand: "In a few days, Tsunade held her chin, everyone will graduate and group. .You don't have to rush to draw. Painting, no time to look back?"
Akabane looked puzzled, and looked to the side towards Tsunade, so Tsunade also looked at her, and the two looked at each other.
"Why are you causing trouble?"
Oshemaru was very curious, he was just a child, he did not know what men and women were ...
"I'll sleep brother, I stay up all night."
Akabane was helpless, and her mood was very delicate.
This kind of feeling as urged to be updated by the author of previous world internet posts. Akabane has never written a post online, but at the moment she can feel their feelings of helplessness - this is definitely the best time for salted fish, why should anyone urge her to renew!
"Can you write or not!"
With a roar, Akabane and Osemaru woke up in an instant.
"OK, okay, I'll just draw it."
Akabane lifted her head helplessly, placed the drawing board upright, and began to make preparations.
The table he was using right now was the one that the teacher had just moved from the warehouse yesterday. If Tsunade is disturbed, this table should be replaced.
but…
After setting up the tools, Akabane quickly formed a seal with both hands, and in the blink of an eye, she performed a shadow clone technique.
"give it to you."
After that, he got up and moved positions.
"Shadow clone?"
Oshemaru and Tsunade were shocked at the same time.
Then they saw Akabane's shadow clone holding a pen and paint, drawing it on paper.
"Lt's amazing... Shadow clones still had this kind of use. Sure enough, the world of ninjutsu is vast."
Oshemaru sincerely admired him and felt the boundless benefits of ninjutsu knowledge.
Tsunade was also dumbfounded. Kage clone is a B-level ninjutsu, he certainly can't, but this ninjutsu was created by the second generation of Naruto. As the daughter of Mori no Senou, she naturally heard Senjutsu talking about this ninjutsu. Principles and effects of surgery.
Its original purpose was the spying and reconnaissance of the battlefield, but it did not replace the function of the original painting.
Moreover, he noticed that the speed of drawing clones was actually faster than the speed of gods!
"It shows...Akabane is usually lazy!"
Tsuna's palm was upset, but there was nothing wrong with that.
The picture is like flying. At first, he was unfamiliar with the hard-working Akabane, but then gradually became numb, and he was lazy when he was lazy. After all, he has a comic ...
"To create and develop a new ninjutsu function for the sake of laziness, Akabane-kun is also an interesting person, right?"
Oshe Maru smiled as he read.
"Thank you, this is the first time I've received your praise."
Akabane lay down on the table and answered with her eyes closed.
Oshemaru is not yet a student of Hisaki Sarutobi, but his personality is relatively cold, and he rarely talks to others and spends most of his time reading.
In fact, Akabane did not say a word to Oshemaru before crossing over to start the comics, but even if Oshemaru's IQ was much higher than the others, he still could not eliminate the comic's poison.
"The classmates in my previous life, I mixed very well in other worlds, Sannin and White Fang are my fanatics ..."
Akabane closed her eyes and went to sleep, silently sighing in her heart.
To tell classmates who are determined to be cartoonists that they will be jealous and crazy, but it is a pity that such moods cannot be shared with others at this time.
Tsunade banged her head and saw the avatar drawing the manga there.
The avatar was much faster than the gods, and the experience brought by the live cartoons was also much better, so Tsunade gradually felt the charm of the audience and the paintings on the spot.
After drawing a few pages, many sounds gradually came from outside the door, Akabane immediately got up and released the clone. He did not want too many people to know the use of shadow clones.
"Maybe Lu Ming, and their Nara family are quite good..."
Tsunade's words stopped suddenly, as if she didn't know what word to use to describe her.
Akabane unknowingly continued the second half sentence: "After all, the deer breeders lead healthy lives like me."
Of health?
In an instant, Oshemaru, Shumao and Qiu Dao who had just returned fell silent—he was probably the only one who could speak of laziness very strangely.
Even Lu Ming could not help but feel ashamed, he was not a regimen.
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Chapter 10 Living Well
"I was exposed to illusions ..."
Uchiharing's expression was dull, and he couldn't react for a long time.
"Unbelievably, this kid has to drop one level after losing."
Jilai was of course the happiest to see her eating flat.
"Little thing."
"What about my thirteenth group ..."
"Hey, don't go, don't wait for me!"
Jilai had just finished answering, and discovered that Akabane, Tsunade, and Osamaru were all lost. Akabane wants to go back to sleep, Tsunade and Osamaru are just bored.
After walking a few steps, Osaimaru approached Akabane and said in a low voice, "Be careful with the Uchiha people."
The blood succession of the pommel horse clan was known as the illusion that the Uchiha clan could not recover. Over time, the two families have a deep grudge against each other and cannot be called enemies, but certainly each other is unhappy with each other.
At this moment, the Uchiha Mirror died in battle. The Uchiha clan had no leader, and its behavior style gradually changed.
Oshemaru was worried that Akabane would defeat Uchiha Ling today. The people in the Uchiha clan might not have any other ideas.
"I have a family behind me, a small competition, and I won't let the other party do this."
Akaba replied while looking at Osamaru.
The Pommel Horse clan still had influence. After more than ten years, it was impossible to say that they would be trampled.
As for Oshemaru, there is a three-generation Hokage shelter that loves talent, and I'm afraid the Uchiha clan doesn't dare to look for anything.
"What are you worried about, now you think the Uchiha clan still dares to ask for something?"
Tsunade curled her lips, her expression slightly saddened with disdain, and now even the Thousand Hands were slowly reducing their influence, and the Uchiha clan, who had little brains, would not choose this point.
Returning to class, Osamaru pulled out a book, Akabane lay down and was about to sleep, but with her head still on her arm, Tsunade held her chin with her hand: "In a few days, Tsunade held her chin, everyone will graduate and group. .You don't have to rush to draw. Painting, no time to look back?"
Akabane looked puzzled, and looked to the side towards Tsunade, so Tsunade also looked at her, and the two looked at each other.
"Why are you causing trouble?"
Oshemaru was very curious, he was just a child, he did not know what men and women were ...
"I'll sleep brother, I stay up all night."
Akabane was helpless, and her mood was very delicate.
This kind of feeling as urged to be updated by the author of previous world internet posts. Akabane has never written a post online, but at the moment she can feel their feelings of helplessness - this is definitely the best time for salted fish, why should anyone urge her to renew!
"Can you write or not!"
With a roar, Akabane and Osemaru woke up in an instant.
"OK, okay, I'll just draw it."
Akabane lifted her head helplessly, placed the drawing board upright, and began to make preparations.
The table he was using right now was the one that the teacher had just moved from the warehouse yesterday. If Tsunade is disturbed, this table should be replaced.
but…
After setting up the tools, Akabane quickly formed a seal with both hands, and in the blink of an eye, she performed a shadow clone technique.
"give it to you."
After that, he got up and moved positions.
"Shadow clone?"
Oshemaru and Tsunade were shocked at the same time.
Then they saw Akabane's shadow clone holding a pen and paint, drawing it on paper.
"Lt's amazing... Shadow clones still had this kind of use. Sure enough, the world of ninjutsu is vast."
Oshemaru sincerely admired him and felt the boundless benefits of ninjutsu knowledge.
Tsunade was also dumbfounded. Kage clone is a B-level ninjutsu, he certainly can't, but this ninjutsu was created by the second generation of Naruto. As the daughter of Mori no Senou, she naturally heard Senjutsu talking about this ninjutsu. Principles and effects of surgery.
Its original purpose was the spying and reconnaissance of the battlefield, but it did not replace the function of the original painting.
Moreover, he noticed that the speed of drawing clones was actually faster than the speed of gods!
"It shows...Akabane is usually lazy!"
Tsuna's palm was upset, but there was nothing wrong with that.
The picture is like flying. At first, he was unfamiliar with the hard-working Akabane, but then gradually became numb, and he was lazy when he was lazy. After all, he has a comic ...
"To create and develop a new ninjutsu function for the sake of laziness, Akabane-kun is also an interesting person, right?"
Oshe Maru smiled as he read.
"Thank you, this is the first time I've received your praise."
Akabane lay down on the table and answered with her eyes closed.
Oshemaru is not yet a student of Hisaki Sarutobi, but his personality is relatively cold, and he rarely talks to others and spends most of his time reading.
In fact, Akabane did not say a word to Oshemaru before crossing over to start the comics, but even if Oshemaru's IQ was much higher than the others, he still could not eliminate the comic's poison.
"The classmates in my previous life, I mixed very well in other worlds, Sannin and White Fang are my fanatics ..."
Akabane closed her eyes and went to sleep, silently sighing in her heart.
To tell classmates who are determined to be cartoonists that they will be jealous and crazy, but it is a pity that such moods cannot be shared with others at this time.
Tsunade banged her head and saw the avatar drawing the manga there.
The avatar was much faster than the gods, and the experience brought by the live cartoons was also much better, so Tsunade gradually felt the charm of the audience and the paintings on the spot.
After drawing a few pages, many sounds gradually came from outside the door, Akabane immediately got up and released the clone. He did not want too many people to know the use of shadow clones.
"Maybe Lu Ming, and their Nara family are quite good..."
Tsunade's words stopped suddenly, as if she didn't know what word to use to describe her.
Akabane unknowingly continued the second half sentence: "After all, the deer breeders lead healthy lives like me."
Of health?
In an instant, Oshemaru, Shumao and Qiu Dao who had just returned fell silent—he was probably the only one who could speak of laziness very strangely.
Even Lu Ming could not help but feel ashamed, he was not a regimen.
The Nara clan was not particularly large, but Konoha was also considered to be more prominent, and there were many upper and middle class ninjas within the clan.
Initially, he was also considered talented and intelligent, and he hoped to take on the future of the family, but he was too lazy to give up slowly, so he was really just lazy, not a regimen.
"By the way, Luming, I remember your family had a little house in Konoha, right?"
Akabane sorted out the sketches that the clones had just completed, and suddenly thought that there was a small room not far from their clan, which seemed to belong to the Luming family.
Nara Lunaru sat in that position for a long time, and then asked, "Is that a small shop near you?"
"Yes, that's all."
To earn more points, Akabane had the idea to open a shop. He would pass by the store every day after school, so when he bought the store, he thought of the store next to him.
"Ah, that set used to be closer to the forest, so there was a drug dealer, but it was too small, and now it's idle."
Lu Ming said in a languid manner.
He had just had a great fight with Qiu Dao from the Qiu Dao clan, and it was indeed quite expensive compared to usual.
"Hmm..you're going to sell it?"
"Eh, even though I don't know what you're doing with it, I can help you ask."
Lu Ming hesitated for a moment, and finally did not directly agree.