Naruto: Sakura Blizzard

"You said this, I picked this up in the last world!"

Sakura said with confidence. Anyway, the owner of this fan hung up. Nothing, whoever sees it counts. Besides, the group of people in the last world also saw the fan being picked up by her. But no one spoke out to stop her, which meant that the other party had acquiesced in her ownership of the fan.

"Picked it up? Couldn't it be robbed?"

Sasuke raised his eyebrows. He really didn't believe that this thing was picked up. In his opinion, the possibility of grabbing it is very high.

"Talking..."

Sakura's fist ‘accidentally’ touched Sasuke’s chest, and Sasuke immediately spun and flew out like a weightless paper man, hitting a wooden stake in the training ground before stopping.

"You are so true, Sasuke, don't you know how to hide if I accidentally slipped my hand?"

Sakura looked at Sasuke who was slowly falling from the stake, shook her head speechlessly, and said, "Okay, don't pretend to be dead, my punch is not powerful!"

"Ahem..."

Sasuke stood up with the stake, bent over and coughed twice. "Be a guilty conscience!"

"What are you talking about?" Kozakura narrowed her eyes, and a dangerous light flashed through her eyes, and she felt that her fist seemed to be itchy.

"It's nothing!"

Sasuke's head twisted. Good men don't fight women. His dignified younger brother of the current patriarch of the Uchiha clan, a pure-blooded descendant of a wealthy family that has passed on for thousands of years, doesn't have to worry about a little girl.

"Wait later, let Xiang Rin help you get a thunder sword on your wrist. You can store the ninja on weekdays, and you can quickly take it out when you use it. It's very convenient!"

Looking at the size of the tuan fan, Sakura felt that it would be more appropriate to get a thunder sword for Zuo Liang Na, or let her carry such a big tuan fan, let alone fighting, it would not be very convenient to walk.

Time flies quickly. With the expectation of everyone, the third session of the Nakanin exam finally arrived as promised, and Sakura and his team, who had been busy with everyone for a long time, finally had free time to watch. Ninja test competition.

"Are you sure that something will happen to the Zhongnin exam?!"

The middle-aged Naruto asked worriedly, that there were so many people at the Zhongnin exam, if something really happened that caused serious deaths and injuries, the fun would be great.

"Ninety percent of the time things will happen. Anyway, you are prepared. Instead of betting on the 10% chance, I think 90% is more reliable!" Kozakura shrugged and said, "If it comes to the end If there is no accident, it is naturally good. At most, your preparations are wasted, but if something really happens, your preparations will be a great achievement!"

"I hope it won't really happen!"

The middle-aged Naruto sighed and looked at the carefree cheering audience in the audience, and he agreed with what Sakura said.

"Don't worry, there are still us. We will try our best to help you when the time comes!" Naruto comforted the middle-aged Naruto. His comfort from another world made the middle-aged Naruto's face look much better. .

"Hey, why are you still alive?"

In a corner of the auditorium, three generations sat beside the elderly Ohnogi with a sad face.

"What's the point of living for so many years? All the old friends back then are gone!"

The three generations felt so sad, thinking that everyone was the third generation of the village, but in the end, the self in this world actually ended up early, and the dead old man Oh Yemu actually survived Konoha’s seventh generation of Hokage. , The hearts of the three generations suddenly became extremely unbalanced. If it weren't for the bad influence, he wanted to push the old guy's wheelchair secretly so that he died unexpectedly.

"Sorry, the old man and you are not friends, and..."

Elderly Onoki glanced at the third generation calmly. It was clear that the tone was indifferent, but he forced the third generation to hear a feeling of bragging. "The old man also wants to go down early to meet those former friends. It's a pity that the old man can't control the life span too long, right?"

"..." To you big head!

Three generations secretly rubbed their fingers, do you want to push this wheelchair? Let this old fellow who lives as long as a tortoise go to see his master earlier.

But in the end the three generations gave up this very tempting idea. After all, there are really not many elderly people who can live so long these years, and depending on the current situation of this little old man, he may die on the spot in the next second. ?

At the same time, the third generation made a secret decision in his heart. After he returned, he would start to maintain his health and strive to live for a few more years. Aside from anything else, he must live older than this little boy.

Three generations are reminiscing about some things that have happened with the elderly Onoki. On the other hand, Gaara and Terumi are looking at the other themselves with murderous eyes.

"Cut your hair for me as soon as possible. If you dare to keep this greasy middle-aged hairstyle again, don't blame me for going directly to Shayin Village and burying the whole Shayin Village with sand!"

As soon as Gaara saw the greasy look of the middle-aged Gaara, his heart couldn't help but get angry. If it weren't for considering that this is the Zhongnin exam venue and there are many ordinary people, he would definitely fight this **** for three days Sanye, even if he shaved his hair bald, he definitely couldn't let him continue to wear this hairstyle.

"Uh, I'll change it when I go back!"

Gaara was a bit embarrassed in middle age. He didn’t think there was anything wrong with his hairstyle before. After all, he didn’t care too much about his appearance, but now he looks at Gaara’s picture exactly the same as when he was young. My face suddenly felt a bit pierced, and it seemed that this hairstyle was really greasy.

"Gaara, you said how old you are, why haven't you married yet?"

Temari looked at middle-aged Gaara with an expression of hatred for iron and steel. Although Gaara was older than her in middle-aged age, in Temari’s eyes, she was no different from her brother Gaara. No matter how old she is, Dana is also her younger brother.

"Um, marriage or something..."

In middle-aged Gaara twitched the corner of his mouth, and felt a little scared inexplicably. He had never experienced this feeling of being urged to marry him.

"I... I have no interest in those girls!"

In the middle-aged Gaara finally chose to tell the truth. He really has no thoughts about falling in love and getting married. Compared with love, he is more willing to spend his time at work.

"Not interested?!" Temari's heart sank suddenly, she could see that middle-aged Gaara was telling the truth, but...

After a sad sigh, Temari decided to support the middle-aged Gaara. After all, he is also his own brother.