Naruto ghost sword Susa

Chapter 43 Ergouyu Writes Sharingan!

"What? Why did it disappear!"

Anbu stared in astonishment at the crack that had completely disappeared on the ground, and was stunned for a moment. This was really a miraculous scene.

And just as he was stunned, a scarlet ghost hand pierced through his body, even pulled out his heart, and held it directly in his hand.

"Cough! How is this possible? You can still resist."

Anbu snorted, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then turned his head with difficulty, seeing a pair of scarlet eyes and a ferocious Ling Zheng staring at him like a beast.

"Is Ergouyu already?"

Anbe's exposed eyes expressed pain and disbelief.

In Ling's eyes, Ergouyu was slowly spinning, and then he smiled ferociously, crushing the heart in his hand into pieces, and then withdrew his scarlet ghost hand.

"Uh!"

Anbu groaned, his unsupported body shook a few times, and slowly fell towards the ground, but his eyes showed a fierce look.

Just as he was about to fall to the ground and was dying, the Kunai he held in his hand swiped his backhand, and a cold light flashed.

Ling, who had lost too much blood, struggled to dodge, but his uncontrollable right hand was chopped off by Kunai, his arm flew across the air, was thrown into the air, and then fell to the ground.

"my hand."

Ling howled in pain, then ignored him, and threw himself on Anbu's dead body like a madman, smashing the hammer fiercely, causing blood to splatter everywhere. , Ling didn't wipe it, just vented his anger like that, Ling, who was covered in blood, was like a demon god, until he couldn't lift his strength anymore, he fell sideways to the ground, panting heavily
Points of light floated up from Anbu's body, exploding gorgeously, a dozen or so.

Ling stretched out his hand, gathered the light spots, and received them in his arms. His consciousness became more and more blurred, sleepiness hit him wave after wave, and his eyes became heavier and heavier. Finally, he tilted his head and passed out. .

"Where is this place?"

Ling slowly opened his eyes, and narrowed them slightly. It was daytime, and the strong light made him a little uncomfortable.

After getting used to it for a while, Ling Cai opened his eyes completely, and he slightly raised his head, but there were bursts of tingling pain in his body.

"What's wrong with me?"

Ling hesitated for a moment, looked around for a while, the surrounding was snow-white, the white ceiling, and a delicate and thin figure beside the white sheets was sleeping soundly, it should be Quanmei.

The needle and thread of a hanging bottle is inserted in the hand, and it hangs high above the head. This should be a hospital.

There was a bit of itching on his forehead, Ling wanted to move his right hand to scratch it, but there was no reaction at all, the right hand was empty, there was nothing there.

His thoughts were slowly returning, what happened before, everything about leaving the village, clearly recalled in Ling's mind.

"My right hand...is gone."

Ling was saddened, at the last moment, he was still counterattacked, if it wasn't for the intense life-and-death crisis at the critical moment, when Ling was on the verge of life and death, the Yigouyu Shulunyan, which was about to break through, instantly advanced to Ergouyu Shulunyan eyes, and then erupted with powerful strength and vitality, maybe he would die.

But fortunately, he survived. According to the current situation, although Ling won, but the victory was dismal, and his right hand was gone.

There was a quarrel outside the beige door. A female voice spoke first, followed by a male voice. Judging from the voices, it should be Quanmei's father and mother.

"Why did you leave Ling and come back by yourself, why didn't you bring him back together?"

"I received the summoning order of the village's Jonin. I thought something big happened in the village, so I was in a hurry"

"Asshole, is that why you leave a 6 year old and come back alone?"

"me."

"what!"

Maybe it was because the quarrel was too loud. Quan Mei, who was sleeping soundly next to the bed sheet, yawned and opened her sleepy eyes. Become more sober, she turned her head and shouted towards the door: "Dad, Mom, you are too loud, you will disturb Ling!"

The quarrel outside the door stopped abruptly.

Then she turned her head and wanted to tidy up the crumpled sheets because she was lying on her stomach, but she didn't even notice that Ling woke up, who was already staring at her, and she was still muttering, "Really, Ling is like this, and he is still arguing." "

When Quan Mei, who was tidying the bed sheets, touched the place where Ling's right hand should have been placed, her eyes misted, "So did Dad, why did you leave Ling alone and come back."

Ling wanted to reach out and touch Quanmei's head, but he couldn't do it at all, as long as he moved his body, it would hurt badly, and finally he just shouted hoarsely: "Quanmei"

"what!"

Quan Mei was taken aback by Ling's sudden utterance, and her frowning expression became a little happier, "Ling, you're awake, are you hungry? There's fruit here, let me peel one for you, okay?"

Quanmei's voice was so loud that everyone could hear it outside the door. Quanmei's father and Quanmei's mother also rushed to greet her, "My child, how are you feeling?"

"Aren't you hungry, Auntie made you the glutinous rice dumpling you like to eat."

Quanmei's mother said, and put the thermos in her hand on the table, and when the lid was opened, it revealed the aroma of clear rice.

Glutinous rice dumplings are made by grinding glutinous rice into flour, adding sugar, spices and eggs, and then steaming them. Although the procedures are very simple, they will be very sweet after making. Ling usually likes to eat them.

Gollum!

Smelling the aroma, Ling's stomach growled. Although he didn't know how long he had been in a coma, he was indeed hungry, but his injured body couldn't move at all, so he could only look at him to indicate that he couldn't move at all.

"I've been in a coma for a few days, so I can't start eating this kind of thing. I'd better drink some porridge first, and wait until my stomach gets used to it before eating other things."

The thermos has two layers, the upper layer is glutinous rice dumplings, and the lower layer is bland porridge. Ling doesn't like to eat tasteless white porridge, but Quanmei's mother thought about it, and put the glutinous rice dumplings in Ling's eyes. It was put back, and only the porridge was brought out.

"Can I not drink white porridge."

Ling set his eyes on the glutinous rice dumpling, but Quanmei's mother firmly refused, "No."

In the end Ling frowned and was forcibly fed a big bowl of porridge.

PS: To be honest, many people can't accept this procrastinating plot, but for me, what I want to show is a carefully crafted and slow plot. Maybe the plot is not good, and there is nothing special, but I think it is very real , I don't have that kind of nonsensical funny plot, I won't make you laugh, but I hope everyone has their own emotions, although I don't know what you think, but if you can't accept it, just don't watch it, Why bother to scold me, why bother to worry about what I wrote, and now the book is not on the shelves, and I haven’t made money from you. Voting for recommendations or rewards is all voluntary, even if it’s on the shelves , you still want to read, writing a book by myself is probably just to earn money for reading, but now even the original intention is almost gone, just because I wrote a book, I don’t even have time to read, I don’t expect this How much income this book can bring me, but I don’t want to be scolded because of my poor writing. Now I have more than 5000 collections, and people who have read it have reached tens of thousands of times, but those who scold me also There are more and more, I only updated one chapter yesterday because I was in a bad mood, I didn’t even want to code the words, I even thought, I worked so hard to update, and then I was scolded, I might as well not update, but later I thought, there are not many people who scold me anyway, so why should I have trouble with the trolls, the market in China is like this, some people scold me if I do well, and some scold me if I don’t do well, but the trolls pay attention, You can just spray me, don't spray my family, my family doesn't know that I write novels, if my parents will be scolded because of my poor writing, I really don't know what to say, I feel tired
I have nothing to do today, and I will continue to update. If you can adapt, you can continue to read. If you can’t adapt, cancel the bookmark. Find your favorite books. With so many books at the starting point, there will always be something that doesn’t suit your appetite. Why bother to scold you for your hard work People who are struggling to make money, so I deleted the post you scolded me, don't be angry, if I make a hundred and eighty thousand, I will accept whatever you scold me, after all, it is food and clothing Parents, but I don’t make any money at all. The labor I put in is completely out of proportion to what I get. I spend three or four hours coding every day, not to scold me.

(End of this chapter)