Naruto: I have a Tessaiga

Minato looked at the familiar pig-head in front of him and asked uncertainly: "Are you... Jiraiya... Teacher?!"

"It's me!" Jiraiya smiled bitterly and replied.

With the lessons learned from their future, he reacted quickly this time.

It is obvious that Minato, Nawaki, and Kushina have been well-nourished in the past three years, so that they have all grown up very strong.

"In the past three years, the teacher has not been by your side. Do you resent me, the teacher?" After seeing Minato, he felt guilty.

Look, this child doesn't recognize himself.

When he saw himself, he was a little afraid to recognize him!

Alas!

Minato shook his head and said, "No, no, the teacher treats me like his own son. I am grateful to you so much that I can't wait to resent you!"

Kushina on the side hurriedly explained, "It's mainly because you look so funny, Uncle Jiraiya, Minato didn't recognize you for a while!"

As she said that, she took out a small mirror from her ninja tool bag and handed it to Jiraiya, asking him to see what he looked like now.

Jiraiya was stunned and subconsciously glanced at the mirror.

He felt a lot of pain in his face before, but he didn't think it would turn out like this.

But when he looked at it this time, he was shocked.

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“Fuck… who is this pighead?!”

But he soon realized that it was him.

For a moment, he was speechless.

He looked at Tsunade with resentment.

It seemed that he was silently condemning something.

Looking at this pighead, he didn’t realize that it was him for a while. No wonder Minato was so uncertain.

Tsunade coughed dryly and ignored Jiraiya’s little eyes.

She turned her head to look at the future and said, “Little Future, let’s go, let’s go to my house now and get rid of the last root of your illness!”

Hearing this, the future nodded and responded, “Okay!”

He didn’t look too excited.

He had been mentally prepared for this matter a long time ago.

And to be honest, these three Over the years, he didn't feel too much trouble, and he ate and drank as he should every day.

Even because of the problem with his eyes, he was blind for half a year, but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise, so he quickly learned the perception technique.

From this point of view, he seemed to have made a profit.

At Tsunade's house.

Jiraiya walked into the room with Orochimaru with a smile.

Half an hour later, he came out with the help of the wall.

When Rope Tree saw Jiraiya again, he couldn't help but be stunned.

His face was pale, even whiter than his deceased grandmother Mito.

"Oh my god, Uncle Jiraiya, how much blood did you draw?"

He was so exhausted.

It was more serious than his exhaustion seven times a night.

Hearing this, Jiraiya immediately said indignantly: "Blood draw!?"

"If only I could just draw blood!"

That bastard Orochimaru actually let him do that. You know, although he often writes some colored books, he has never done it before.

His first time was taken away by Orochimaru!

When he thought of this, he immediately became angry.

"Orochimaru, wait for me, I will definitely take revenge on you!"

In the laboratory, Orochimaru looked at the glass bottle filled with milky white viscous liquid in his hand, and his mouth corners slightly raised.

"Very good, with Jiraiya's genetic genes, my first human body should be successfully cultivated soon." Thinking of this, his eyes were full of enthusiasm.

In the past three years, he has specialized in conquering cloning technology.

At present, complete individuals can be cloned.

Gene technology has also made great progress.

Once his experiment is successful, he will be able to live forever, have an endless lifespan, and master the truth of the world!

Thinking of this, he solemnly sealed the sample, then carefully opened his mouth and swallowed it.

Make sure it is foolproof.

Because he can sense that there will be a fierce battle soon!

In another treatment room.

Like before, Mirai took off all his clothes, leaving only his trousers on his body, and lay on the operating table.

Opened his eyes and watched Tsunade and the others' actions.

After all, he had been treated for so long, and he could open his eyes to see the world a year ago, but he was used to closing his eyes, so under normal circumstances, he closed his eyes.

At this moment, he saw Sister Tsunade, holding out several silver needles.

These silver needles are very thin, but of different lengths, and some are quite long.

The longest one is at least 20 centimeters.

Seeing Sister Tsunade handing these silver needles to Linghua, Mirai suddenly panicked.

This is obviously for him to use.

ButSilver needles have never been used in previous treatments!

He hurriedly asked: "Sister Tsunade, this needle is not going to pierce me!?"

Tsunade nodded and said: "Well, this is the last treatment. Silver needles must be used to block your cerebellum to ensure that the root of the disease remains in place.

This way we can completely and completely remove the root of the blood disease!"

After such a long treatment, Tsunade has cleared and cured the blood disease in other places, including the eyes.

Only the root of the cerebellum has not been cleared.

And after the last drug treatment, she has transformed the blood disease into a virus-like appearance.

Just use a specific and delicate technique to take out this virus, and then the future blood disease will be completely cured.

Linghua looked at the silver needle in her hand and couldn't help playing with it.

"I've never seen such a long silver needle!"

Future looked at the elastic silver needle in Linghua's hand in horror. He swallowed his saliva, couldn't help shrinking his neck, and said: "This may be a bit painful!"

"It doesn't hurt!" Tsunade was preparing other things, she said confidently.

It made Future relax a lot.

'Sister Tsunade shouldn't lie to me, and such a thin needle shouldn't hurt much! '

He couldn't help thinking!

Then she saw Linghua put the silver needle on the plate and disinfected it with alcohol.

Then she came to him and smiled at Future.

"Future, please give me your hand!"

Her smile was very healing, and people would involuntarily feel better when they saw it.

Future is like this.

"Oh!"

After he responded, he handed his hand to Linghua.

The latter held his hand and placed it in a specific position on the operating table.

Next was his feet, then the other hand, and finally his head.

Linghua had them all posed one by one.

"Are there any posture requirements for this treatment?" Weilai asked curiously.

Linghua's smile became even more beautiful and charming. She even smiled so hard that her teeth were exposed. She tilted her head and looked at him.

Then, in Weilai's doubtful eyes, she pressed the switch beside her.

Click!

Click!

Click!

...

Instantly, eight clicks echoed in the treatment room.

At this time, Weilai was horrified to find that his ankles, knees, waist, wrists and head were all tied up with tough straps.

He was firmly fixed on the bed.

Weilai: o(ﾟДﾟ)っ!

"No, Linghua, why are you tying me up!"

"Let me go!"

At this time, Linghua came in front of him, bent down and got close to him, explaining: "Don't worry, this is just a measure to fix you and prevent you from moving around. It won't do anything to you!"

As she said that, her hair slid down her shoulders and fell on Weiwei's face, and was pulled to the other side by the latter's hand.

It made Weiwei feel itchy.

But Weiwei was in no mood to care about this. He turned his head and looked at Tsunade, anxiously calling for help: "Sister Tsunade, save me!"

At this time, Tsunade had prepared everything. She walked to Weiwei and said seriously: "I asked Linghua to do this. Don't worry, I said you won't feel anything!"

"Yes, sleep well, and everything will be fine after you wake up!"

Linghua said, and put a breathing mask with psychedelic gas on Weiwei's mouth and nose.

Weiwei quickly held his breath, he didn't dare to faint.

Linghua, who noticed his action, raised her eyebrows and laughed in her heart.

You little brat, you think you can resist her like this!

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She pinched her hair and tickled Weilai's armpits a few times.

Suddenly, Weilai couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Hahaha... don't tickle... hahaha..."

"It's so itchy..."

Because of the breathing mask, his words sounded a little muffled.

However, after Linghua was sure that Weilai had inhaled the psychedelic gas, she released the breathing mask.

She smiled and said to Weilai softly: "Go to sleep, when you wake up, your illness will be cured!"

Her words seemed to have magic power. As soon as she finished speaking, Weilai felt dizzy.

His head became heavier and heavier. He didn't know how many seconds had passed before he fell into a coma.