An adult, five children, ate half of the wild boar.

Masahiko is naturally the main force, and the five children have not eaten, and some have eaten. Especially the black soil, at this time has been lying on the ground, holding a tall belly, full of happiness, can not even say anything.

Masahiko smiled and glanced at the little girl. He liked the character of the other person, clean and refreshed, and the sun was rising. Unlike Didara, who ate his roast meat, he also looked at him and Jun Malu from time to time.

"Are you jealous? If you don't eat enough, you will continue to eat. If you have so many mouths, you still have to feed me? If you don't eat, the two people who gave it to your village, they have already been paralyzed."

Didara glanced at him, didn't answer, and his eyes looked around with a sneak peek. With the ‘I’m eating, I’m trying to sneak away.’

The little girl lying on the ground, the black soil suddenly grew a sigh of relief: "Call... Come over, uncle, your cooking is so good, almost killed me. Uncle, Uncle Fire, you still have to eat, don't Waste, by the way, watching Dida La Brother, he still wants to run!"

"Hey!" Dida pulled his mouth.

The two Ninja village ninjas hesitated for a moment, nodded and were about to come over. The comatose companion next to him suddenly stood up and slammed up and looked at the surrounding environment with a vigilant, apparently being kicked by Masahiko. Broken piece.

"Da Shishu, you finally woke up, come over and eat some pork." Black soil laughed.

Dashi:? ? ?

......

The person who ate pork was replaced by three Ninja village ninjas, and Zheng Yan took five children around and wanted to let them know each other.

"Don't be embarrassed, let me introduce myself. We have to stay in Yan Ren Village for a while. You are several years old, the strength is similar, familiar and familiar, no matter how many times you will learn, the strength will be faster." Said to the three men of Jun Ma Lu.

"Black soil, 8 years old." Or straightforward little girl black soil took the lead.

"Phosphorus, 7 years old."

"White, 9 years old."

"Jun Ma Lu, 9 years old."

"..."

"Hey! Didara, 10 years old. Um!"

"Be a self-introduction, where do you come in so many utterances?" Zheng Yan smiled, but found that the black soil and Dida La's eyes were projected on him.

"I don't have to introduce myself. I am not the same age as you, and I am a little bigger than you." Zheng Yan smiled.

"Uncle, don't be embarrassed." Black soil returned this sentence.

"Uncle Redhead, 18 years old."

"Which one is called Uncle Redhead? And how could you be 18 years old, 38 is almost the same!" Black soil shouted.

Masahiko smiled: "Okay. My name is Shanks, 38 years old."

Jun Ma Lu and white are okay, their expressions rarely change, a cold and handsome face, a sweet smile. The fragrant phosphorus with a change of expression has turned over and turned over.

Black soil looked at Xiang Pho's eyes: "Uncle, you are not really 18 years old, you look like this..."

Masahiko also turned a blind eye, this is a beautiful misunderstanding.

"Give me a face, don't ask me how old it is. Just when I am over a hundred years old."

Xu is the face of Shanks played a role, the black soil no longer continues to entangle his age, on the side of the 'learning' from the Dida.

Zheng Yan listened for a while and gradually understood the ins and outs of Dida La.

As Dedara's blood continues to become more and more bound, he is becoming more and more addicted to the explosion of 'art'. Nothing makes a little spider, and Xiaoyan’s fried something, lived in Yanren Village. The civilians have caused a lot of trouble and are getting worse.

Ohno Suzuki repeatedly hesitated, and eventually ordered his apprentice to move out of the village and live alone outside the village. Of course, this only allowed Didara to move home, not to drive him away.

However, this approach probably provoked Dida's rebellious feelings. He wanted to stay away from Iwamura and embark on the road of pursuing art alone. This is the third time he has left, and it is the closest to success because he Just before the blood can make a big bird to travel.

Zheng Yan scratched his head, no wonder Dida La was so bitter and deep, this time did not run out, the next time Yan Yancun had prepared for his surgery, I am afraid it is more difficult to run far.

"I don't know how to be blessed in the blessings. I don't know how many people can be a teacher."

Didala looked at him: "Are you not a self-proclaimed performance artist? You should go on the road to chasing art! Ah!"

Masahiko said deeply: "Then you have strength, I am on the way to chasing art, I don't know how many people want to kill me."

Didala stunned: "Hey! How can they not kill you?"

Masahiko smiled deeply and said: "That is because they are all dead."

"Hey..." Xiang Pho said with a moment of laughter. Since encountering Dida La and Black Earth, this elder has been pretending to be a ghost. She has been holding on to it, not spitting, and now she can’t help it.

Masahiko turned her head and gave her a look. Black soil and Dida La also looked at her inexplicably.

After a while, the black soil showed a smile: "Uncle red hair, you are bragging, your companions are laughing at you."

Zheng Yan’s face is black, which is another beautiful misunderstanding.

He still has to explain that the three Yan Ren have already finished eating the pork over there: "Black soil adults, we should go back."

Black soil is quite sullenly smiling: "Didala big brother, go back and accept the lessons of the old man."

Di Dara's face changed, he was not afraid of fear, and he was afraid of the master of Ohno.

Black soil turned around: "Uncle, are you going to be together?"

Masahiko nodded and took the three men with Jun Ma Lu to follow the black soil.

"Little girl in black soil, your grandfather is very valued to you, and I have three guards for you." Zheng Yan originally thought that the three men came out to find Didala. They did not expect that they called black soil as 'adults'.

Black soil turned to explain: "Only the devil is my guard ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Uncle Fire is the guard of Didala, and Da Shishu is the guard of our brothers."

"Sister?" Zheng Yanyi, he really did not know that Ohno had a third disciple.

"Who are your brothers?"

Black soil smiled and pointed to the direction of the front door of Yanli Village: "The brothers are waiting for us at the gate of the village!"

Masahiko looked at the past and a 12-year-old yellow skin chubby pier appeared in his eyes.

"Your brother is... called the loess, right?" Zheng Yanyi, the person in his eyes, he had the impression that the big fat man in the original, Ohnogi, did not expect him to be a big wildwood disciple, and his age was so small.

Black soil quickly retorted: "It is not. My brother is called terracotta, and loess is my father."

Masahiko’s mouth is pumping: “Loess, terracotta, black soil. What does this name do, what does Ohnomu want to do? His own soil, his own land, is he trying to plant some RMB?”