Muye Village, a civilian residential area, a three-storey wooden raft, second floor.

"Jun Ma Lujun, open your mouth, drink medicine."

A bowl of dark medicinal soup with a spoonful of savory phosphorus is given to Jun Ma Lu.

Jun Ma Lu was lying on the bed, drinking a face with a wooden face. The look of the fragrant phosphorus was like watching an enemy. The original job of feeding medicine was a ‘God’, but it was later taken away by the abominable Xiang Pho.

Masahiko is not in the mood to have fun, just sit still and frown.

"How is this possible? Shouldn't it?"

This sentence has been smashed countless times by Zheng Yan, and his heart is really confused.

After repeated examinations for Jun Ma Lu, I got a conclusion that he could not believe it. The blood disease of Jun Ma Lu belongs to the type of muscle weakness, the physical ninja, but the muscle weakness, is simply teasing him.

"Jun Ma Lu, when did you feel that your body was wrong?"

Jun Ma Lu whispered: "Just in these few days."

Masahiko’s eyes: "To tell the truth!"

"More than a month."

Zheng Yan sighed, and this also blamed him. For more than a month, he didn’t care much about Jun Ma Lu. He was also addicted to cooking.

After learning the news of Jun Ma Lu's blood disease, Zheng Yan quickly quit his daily cook and left in the fat cat's 'tears.'

A week later, Masahiko found that his medical ninjutsu did work slightly, but it didn't work much. After the medicinal soup was given to Jun Ma Lu, his condition seemed to be aggravated. Zheng Yan was almost white, and now Jun Ma Lu was struggling to get out of bed.

"I'm not right, he is only nine years old. How did the original work live to fifteen or six?"

Masahiko looked at Jun Ma Lu, who was lying in bed on the sick, and sighed slightly: "Can't be treated like this again."

It happened that someone knocked at the door softly, and Zheng Yan turned his head: "White, who is looking for me?"

As soon as he appeared in the wood leaves, he was too busy. Today, the sun is shining, the ropes will be tomorrow, and the days after Uchiha, it’s really troublesome.

Deliberately moved to this remote place, Zheng Yan is to hide. Fortunately, these two days, they probably understand that Zheng Yan does not want to control the messy things, and does not come again, or else Yan Yan has to transport the sick Jun Ma to the country of the vortex.

White pushes the door, "is the patriarch of the Japanese."

Zheng Yan brows: "Day foot? He shouldn’t be watching the thousand hands and Uchiha truss happily now? What are you looking for?"

Others came to him, and he really didn't have any mood to see it now. However, if it is a day, it should be a matter of fact...

Zheng Yan turned to 叮嘱香磷 to take care of Jun Ma Lu, and he stepped out of the room and went underground.

The Japanese foot is waiting for him on the first floor, seeing him appear, holding a book in both hands.

Masahiko said: "This is... eight hundred and two hundred and fifty-six palms?"

The day nodded: "Thanks to the help you provided."

Masahiko smiled with satisfaction, and knew to take the initiative to send him over, understand things~

"What else?"

The Japanese foot was hesitant, but he nodded. "Elder Masahiko, the child called the big wooden house..."

"Oh, you ask him." Zheng Yan nodded in understanding. "He should be clear about his origins?"

The sun and the foot are surprised: "Is the legend true?"

It’s been a long time for Zheng Yan’s meal. The records of the Japanese ancestors are only seen as legends.

"The six-way immortal brother Dagongmuyu village does exist. He did bring a group of descendants to the moon, and the people were the last-generation of the big-barrel family. Without going to the moon with Yucun, staying in the world of tolerance, you are A family of Japanese."

"Speaking, you have also divided the family and the family. Compared with the people, you should all be separated."

The Japanese and Japanese did not care about Zheng Yan’s teasing, but revealed a thoughtful look: “Where is that the young field, is your inspiration?”

Zheng Yan quickly waved his hand: "This has nothing to do with me. It is the child who is optimistic about your daughter. He wants to continue the blood of the big tree family, and the blood of the young field is very pure."

"This is the case." The Japanese nodded and turned and said: "Then I will not bother you."

Masahiko sent the Japanese to leave, and the backhand threw the book in his hand into the space. He went upstairs in a few steps and confronted the violent expression of Xiaoxiang Pho.

"Great elders, you can't do it in the end, Jun Ma Lu drank your medicine soup seems to be more uncomfortable!"

I was shocked by a few steps, and I took a few steps and checked it for Jun Ma Lu.

"It's really more serious... I am actually a quack?" Zheng Yan shook his head. "Phosphorus, white, pack things, let's go out."

Jun Ma Lu slightly openly said: "God, where are we going?"

Masahiko said helplessly: "Don't call me a god, my gods are all stuffed, not only can cure your illness, but the worse the cure is... I will take you to find the big snake pill that the fog hidden village encounters."

Masahiko's self-confidence medical ninja must be above the original pocket. The pocket can suppress the condition of Jun Ma Lu, but he can't do it. It must have been a problem. It is estimated that it is a big snake.

Picking up Jun Ma Lu, Zheng Yan walked out of the small building in a few steps, waving the spacecraft from the moon and releasing it from the space.

"Phosphorus, white, let's go!"

A spaceship emerged from the leaves of the wood and marched toward the Big Snake Pill Laboratory in Tianzhiguo. But at the time of arrival, Zheng Yan frowned slightly.

The entrance to the original laboratory was no longer there, and the familiar building was changed. A small village occupied this position.

Zheng Yan controlled the spacecraft to land slowly, frowning around to watch for a moment, and then sensing the surrounding chakra fluctuations: "Is this...in the village of Yin Ren?"

Not far away, I flew over an eight-year-old chubby pier, glanced at a few people in the face of Yan, and asked: "Who are you?!"

Masahiko looked at each other, the hair style was very unique, and the head was three yellow hairs, and the left and right sides were each awkward. All of a sudden, I thought that Yan Yan remembered the identity of the other party: one of the original tenors and one of the five people, Jilangfang.

"San Mao, big snake pill is not here?"

Jilangfangyi subconsciously wants to respond, and there is a girl voice: "Stupid, when someone asks you, you say, what if he is the enemy of the big snake pill?"

A little girl with a flute in her hand walked out from behind him - more than just.

Jilangfang reacted and rushed over to Zhengyan with a red face: "You are the enemy of the big snake pill adult? The abominable guy, dare to call me San Mao?!"

"You don't have to do it, take care of Jun Ma Lu." Zheng Yan turned his head and turned his head.

Waiting for him to turn back, San Mao has already rushed to the front, waving his right fist: "Rohan fist!"

What the hell?

This punch gave Zheng Yan a try to ask: Who am I? where am I?

Look at the chubby fist on his stomach, Zheng Yan is laughing, sticking out a finger and clicking on the brain of Jilangfang: "One Yang finger!"

Roll it, Jiro Square.