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057 Party

Looking in the sound, the heart I was holding was immediately put back into my stomach. The person who was talking was Jiraiya, who was one of the three ninjas with Orochimaru. At this time, he was squatting on the branch of a big tree not far away, joking with a smile on his face. No matter how unscrupulous Orochimaru did not dare to attack me in front of him.

After my body reached its limit, Tadhitomaru would automatically return to the psychic world. Orochimaru also forced Wanshe to send Wanshe back. Wanshe, who suffered a small loss on Tadhitomaru, was particularly reluctant, and shouted, "I want Orochimaru to give him 500 people as sacrifices, otherwise I would never summon it again!" Jiraiya just thought that this was not seen. It seems that this play is no longer the first time. It is a great irony to think that people like Orochimaru who have such a strong control will have such a psychic beast.

"You little kid, you are very good! At this age, you can actually fight Orochimaru to this level, which is quite amazing." Accompanied by a squeaking female voice, Tsunade also appeared on another big tree, pinching her waist with her hands to show her personality, with unconcealed appreciation in her eyes.

In addition, there are several not-so-weak auras around, which should be the eyeliners of the Ancients and major forces.

After a while, my strength recovered a little, so I stood up and saluted to the two people on the tree and said, "Master Tsunade, Master Jiraiya!"

"Tsunade said it well, even if I see you, I feel a little ashamed!" Orochimaru slowly walked back in a low and hoarse voice, his face gloomy, and a large piece of it fell off the left shoulder of his clothes, revealing the pale skin inside. It seemed that my last blow was not useless at all.

"Haha, that's Mr. Orochimaru, you gave in. Just now, Mr. Orochimaru used at most 60% of his strength." I was modest, and there was indeed a test in my words. I had already performed well just now. Now Orochimaru has definitely known me a few tricks. But my understanding of Orochimaru's strength is still vague. He only used some well-known ninjutsu, and he has never used the sharp Kusanagi sword.

Looking at Tsunade Ya Jiraiya's expression as if it were right, I felt a stern in my heart. Actually, I thought Orochimaru had used 70% of his strength, but in order to achieve the effect of testing, it was 60%. It seems that I still underestimated him.

When I heard what I said, Orochimaru's face turned a little better, but he didn't say anything, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward for a moment.

"Qi, your kid's sword technique is good. This is the first time I have seen such a sharp and sharp sword technique since Konoha Baiya passed away." Jiraiya saw the cold situation and came to save the scene.

During the battle, I entered a very mysterious state twice. In that state, my sword technique almost entered the realm of sword technique. I had to think about it after I went back.

"Due to physical reasons, I cannot have much development in physical skills now, so I have to put some effort into sword skills, so I carefully studied the tricks of ancient swordsmen, which was a little gain." I continued his words, looked at Tsunade and continued: "When it comes to physical skills, Tsunade is a real expert!"

"I just have a lot of strength. I want to say that among the three ninjas, Jiraiya is the most comprehensive physical technique!" Tsunade, who was flattered by me, looked less relaxed.

"Nothing is there. The strongest person in the three of us, the strongest of the Chinese ninjutsu, is naturally Orochimaru. By the way, Orochimaru should not show off such a dead face. With such an excellent disciple, you should be happy!" Jiraiya saw that Orochimaru was inappropriate, so he immediately gave him a ladder to step down.

"Haha, the three of us haven't been together like this for a long time. I really miss you!" Orochimaru licked his lips, and a look of remembrance appeared on his face.

"Yes, I haven't seen each other for a long time, so why not take this opportunity to get together. I'll invite everyone to the 'Jiujiu House'!" Jiraiya said generously.

"No objection!" Orochimaru shrugged indifferently.

"Okay, I'll give you a face." Tsunade still looked very arrogant.

Just at this moment, a man dressed in Anbe appeared in front of me with my "Huangquan" and handed it to me. Needless to say, he must be from the Uchiha clan, otherwise he would never have reduced his identity to do such a thing.

"Thank you!" I took the 'Huangquan' over.

He bowed to me and left immediately.

"Let's go quickly, boy, come together!" Jiraiya's voice came from the front.

"Senior Jiraiya, do you want to call Minato and Kana?" I rushed to Jiraiya and said that his voice was not small enough that Tsunade could hear it. Speaking of which, among the three ninjas, I had only a good relationship with Jiraiya, but I was the worst with my teacher Orochimaru.

Jiraiya waited for a while, and saw that Tsunade did not object, he said, "Okay!"

When I walked back to the gate, I explained to Uchiha Ito who was the first to return to his post, asking him to send someone to find Minato and Kanai. He immediately sent two team members to do this.

Jirai is also a frequent visitor to the "Jiujiu House" and is very familiar with the boss. In addition, Sannin himself is a big shot in the village, so the boss naturally gave us the best private room.

The decorations inside the house are elegant, the furniture is simple and clean, and the original works of several former celebrities are hung on the walls. Even the paper on the sliding door is famous. The lights in the house are hazy, exuding a sense of tranquility and indifference from the inside out. Immersed in it, people can feel that they can get an unprecedented peace in their hearts.

Jiraiya led us here, not a sensuality. Ninjas are a group of people who wander and life and death. Our existence itself is for killing. Basically, the stronger the ninja, the more murderous aura, the heavier it is. However, too much killing will gradually affect people's hearts. If you cannot reflect on yourself frequently in this quiet and elegant environment, you will sooner or later become a slave of murderous thoughts and will eventually be able to perish.

Since entering the house, the boss poured us a cup of tea and retreated. The four of us did not speak anymore, and closed our eyes and began to reflect or contemplate. The strong fragrance of tea spreads in the house, and the water on the small water truck outside the house flows into the small pond regularly. The sound of being turned up makes us feel a unique artistic conception, as if we can forget all our obsessions.

Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, three knocks on the door sounded.

"Come in!" After hearing this for a few seconds, Jiraiya opened her eyes and said gently. Jiraiya is still very handsome now and looks very lethal with this expression. She is completely inferior to the 'lustful uncle' in the future.

"Teacher!", "Teacher!" Minato and Kasumi were both outside the door, bowed to their teacher, took off their shoes, walked in, closed the door, and sat next to their teacher.

After taking a sip of tea, Tsunade slowly breathed and said in a complicated expectation: "Unknown it, it has been many years since the last time the three of us sat here together!"

"Yes, at that time we were only a little bigger than the current Mizuno. Now we are already in our thirties, and time is really fast!" Jiraiya sighed and then drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

"Do you still remember the agreement we made at that time?" Orochimaru played with the tea cup in his hand, with a slight recollection in his expression, and his face no longer had the coldness of the past, and a hint of warmth was slightly raised.

"After this war is over, it should be a result! It's only two or three years!" Jiraiya poured a cup of himself, smiling confidently and calmly.

"It seems that I will definitely hit you two again by then! Do you play with both hands?" Tsunade returned to her tactful look and said confidently, then took out a deck of playing cards from her pocket and put it on the table.

"Let's start!" Orochimaru did not engage in more entanglements on this topic, but his expression showed a strong sense of confidence in mastering it.

"It's interesting to play together!" Jiraiya stretched out his hand and cut the card and said to Tsunade.

Tsunade's expression was focused and she began to deal cards for the old Taoist techniques. Her swift movements were filled with a sense of uniform, smooth rhythm.

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Xiangcai smiled and closed the card gently.

"What a pity. I gave up such a good card!" Jiraiya sighed slightly, and then closed the card he was given. "It seems that my card seems to be worse."

"Haha, I'm not qualified to play against you!" Xiangcai bowed slightly, her tone soft and calm, as if she was pointing something!

"Smart!" Orochimaru praised, calmly lifting his trump card. The whole card was not big, and he was laughing at him, one-on-one-on-one!

"I don't like gambling! It's not my style that I'm not sure about doing it!" I closed the medal casually, stretched my waist, my eyes were clear and bright, and my spirits were bright.

"It seems that it's the showdown between us!" Tsunade rubbed the card confidently, and a smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

"Minimon, it depends on you!" Jiraiya didn't even look at Tsunade, and directly patted Minato on the shoulder.

Bang! Tsunade's blue veins leapt straight and slapped the card on the table. Jiraiya sighed as if it was "as expected", and Orochimaru smiled and said nothing.

At this moment, someone suddenly ran to the door, knocked on the door three times, and handed in a letter through the crack of the door. Sanren said one after another. After reading the letter, a solemn expression appeared on his face. He gave a brief explanation and prepared to leave. No one paid attention to what the Water Gate card was.

The brief gathering ended, and several people left the house one after another and came out one after another. When I fell to the end, I moved my mind and gently lifted the Water Gate card, a pair of k!

The cards in my hand that I played with, the corners of my mouth curled up slightly into a playful arc, and I thought to myself, this guy from Mizuno is really lucky, is this fate?

(Go home by train this afternoon, you can get home at night, have a good sleep, and the plan will remain unchanged from tomorrow!

That's it!)
Chapter completed!