Quest Master of Konoha

Yakumo was walking on the street, and two chakra beams of light that were visible to the naked eye suddenly erupted in the distance, followed by a loud roar.

"Please... Lord Danzo, enlighten me!"

Even if they were far apart, Yakumo could feel the rising blade light and the cold Chakra fluctuations.

"Damn you! Hatake Sakumo!!"

As Danzo let out a roar that was almost mournful, everything calmed down, and a smile appeared on Yakumo's face.

In short, Danzo was beaten...he was happy.

In the small courtyard, Yakumo took back the shadow avatar he had trained in ninjutsu, and immediately closed his eyes to merge his memories. After a while, he re-divided ten shadow avatars, nine of which practiced, and one prepared dinner.

Yakumo's main body is to take out a wooden practice knife and practice swinging the knife in the courtyard, as long as he improves a little every day...

One day, he will be able to cut the Daoyu with a knife!

The shadow of the sword whistled, and the muscles and bones roared together.

When everything was still, Yakumo seemed to seize a faint opportunity, but it was a pity that the gate of the master level was still tightly sealed, like a moat.

Not long after, Mori Masako pushed open the door.

"Today, the school finally arranged a new head teacher. Our class has been changed twice in one semester. Now others say that our head teacher's position is cursed." Mori Masako complained as soon as he entered the door.

"What about the new head teacher?"

"Some dull and old-fashioned middle-aged people."

Mori Masako replied, and immediately began to enjoy the dinner prepared by the shadow clone.

"Wait a moment...try to treat your blood vessel disease."

Yakumo put down the bowl and chopsticks and said to Mori Masako, after the palm immortality technique is complete, he can already try to stabilize the blood vessel disease and prevent it from getting worse.

"Okay...Are you confident this time?" Mori Yazi's voice was like a mosquito, her cheeks crawled red.

"The Palm Immortal Art has made some progress, and I suggest that you don't practice excessively recently. The balance in your body is very fragile, and it will be easily broken... If it is broken, it will be difficult to replenish..."

In the bedroom, Mori Yoshiko was lying on the bed.

The four shadow avatars stood in different positions and prepared, and the scene in the bedroom seemed to be some kind of evil ritual of sacrificing a girl.

Mori Masako clasped the corners of her clothes with both hands...

His face was crimson, and his eyes were vaguely expecting.

"Ready... I'm going to start."

"Hmm..." Sen Yazi's voice was weak and thin.

"Quiet... your chakra and heartbeat."

Yakumo reminded once again that he adjusted the lighting in the bedroom a little softer, and as a result Mori Masako's heart beat faster.

"Let's read less of those strange novels in the future..."

"Okay..." Mori Yazi replied.

After three minutes, the chakra calmed down and the heart beat evenly.

The four shadow clones were sealed at the same time, and the green light filled the entire bedroom, and life was born in it.

This time, Yakumo finally saw it clearly.

Those are two completely different Yang Dun chakras.

A gentle moisturizing, revitalizing.

A wild and heavy as a mountain.

"Your mother... what's her surname?"

"Uh... vortex."

"No wonder... so you are PDD."

Grandpa...Senju, grandma...Uchiha.

Father...Senju, Uchiha.

Mother... Whirlpool... It's strange that this bloodline doesn't collapse.

Yakumo discovered the real problem. Instead, he became calm. The light of the Palm Immortal Art changed from exploration to nourishment, nourishing every cell of the body from the inside, injecting vitality into it.

The skills Tsunade once showed on the daimyo, forcibly extended his life and let the fire of life last for ten years, like a fairy technique, but his moisturizing effect is not as good as Tsunade.

"Next, I will speed up the output of Chakra."

"Okay." Mori Yazi replied softly.

Yakumo's body is sealed, the green light spreads, and a turbulent warm current rises in Mori Yazi's body. She travels around as if she is in a warm ocean. Every inch of skin, bones, and flesh is flowing with warm currents.

"Yeah~" Mori Masako let out a suppressed moan, and the color of her cheeks suddenly became charming. The last time she experienced this feeling was four years ago... At that time, it was Tsunade who used palm immortality.

Hope flashed in her eyes. In just three months, Yakumo's palm immortality was already close to Tsunade four years ago. If you give him another period of time...is it really possible to cure the problem of her bloodline.

Half an hour later, Mori Yazi stretched her waist.

Her body seemed to have taken off a layer of light armor and became incomparably relaxed, as if she had temporarily gotten rid of the limit of blood vessel disease. At this moment, her whole person became extremely airy.

"Wake up...?" Yakumo asked.

Mori Masako got up briskly, but when she saw Yakumo, whose face was as pale as paper, her heart was filled with sourness.

"I haven't slept so comfortably in a long time."

"Every day in the future, I will use Palm Immortal Technique to warm your body and carry out conservative treatment. I hope that the blood vessel disease will not worsen within three years." Yakumo continued to speak.

"No need... On the one hand, this kind of warm nourishment can't improve my situation at all, so it's easy to lose your body and drag down your cultivation progress."

Mori Yazi shook his head with a firm attitude.

"It's great if you can make you feel better every day even just a little bit."

Yakumo's attitude was equally firm.

"I don't want to drag you down." Mori Yazi shook his head.

"I promised to cure you. A man's promise is to keep his word."

Yakumo quoted the speech of a certain yellow-haired prince.

"I..." Mori Masako wanted to continue to persuade.

"Okay, that's it."

Yakumo interrupted.

"...Then I would like to thank my attending doctor~"

Mori Yazi laughed suddenly, her eyes curved like two crescent moons, and at the same time, the bright moonlight shone through the window and broke into the bedroom~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Let's discuss it? "Yakumo asked.

"Forget it...you'd better have a good rest."

Mori Yazi opened her mouth, distress flashed across her brows.

In the small courtyard, the two of them were blowing the breeze and looking at the moon.

"By the way, this is using purple fire fragments to create hidden weapons."

Mori Masako took out six darts flashing with purple light from the ninja bag, about seven centimeters in length, shaped like a willow leaf... The surface is smooth and sharp.

Yakumo used the technique of four stars in a row to mobilize the thunder-type chakra in his body, and one of the darts flew around his wrist.

"Broken!" Yakumo said softly.

A purple light flashed in the courtyard... The dart shot at the circular target on the tree trunk at the speed of thunder...

Huh... with a sound.

The dart hit the tree trunk in the courtyard and sank directly into about five centimeters, and... this was the effect of Yakumo's deliberate power control.

It's a pity... missed the target.

"Yakumo, you missed your target."

Mori Yazi covered her mouth, and she leaned forward and backward with a smile.

"Um... Yes." Yakumo replied with a blank expression.

"Hahaha... You missed the mark!!!"

Mori Masako laughed exaggeratedly, and the small courtyard was filled with a cheerful atmosphere for a while.

"I see it! I see it with both eyes!"

"Don't laugh anymore!"

Yakumo's expression gradually got out of control, and he looked a bit furious. Seeing Yakumo's expression, Mori Masako laughed even more exaggeratedly.

"Should you explain..."

"...Your mother's last name?"

Chisato and Uchiha are already in a relationship...

Now there is another whirlpool...

Do you still dare to be bloody?

This is impossible... Absolutely impossible!

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