Konoha Cat Breeder

But before he could move, he was stopped by a hand.

"team leader?"

The leader of the dark army leader didn't even look at him, but said in a low voice:

"You don't even know his identity, so you dare to shoot casually? The other party is one of the three ninjas who are as famous as Master Oshemaru and Master Tsunade. Master Jiraiya, I heard that he has not returned to the village for three years. I did not expect to have Back to Konoha."

"One of the Sannin, Jiraiya-sama?!"

Anbu, who was about to make a move just now, was a little thankful that he was going to make a move and was stopped in time by the captain.

Among the Sannin, Tsunade was the most unscrupulous, and even if Anbe didn't stop them, Hiruzen Sarutobi wouldn't say anything, because they couldn't stop them if they wanted to.

Orochimaru is relatively quiet, but with his cold temper, even Anbu ninjas are unwilling to approach casually.

With the two of them as role models, it is self-evident how Jiraiya, who is also one of the Sannin, will be treated in their Anbu.

Seeking a blessing, he glanced at Sheren who seemed a little helpless and weak.

One is the deity of Sannin, and the other is the disciple of Sannin.

This is the play of the uncle or uncle dealing with the nephew. They can't afford to offend them.

"I can't control it here, go and inform the third generation of adults, withdraw!"

After the captain's voice fell, the three Anbu members disappeared immediately.

Scheeren stared blankly at the three who left directly.

No, are you so disrespectful?

Isn't he just a Jiraiya of Sannin?

Is there any need to be so afraid?

Have you ever seen Sannin?

The world is going down...

"Don't worry about it, brat, no one will come to save you even if you yell out your throat." Jiraiya had a "cruel" smile on his face.

The fists were clenched with a "click".

"Master Zilaiye, Uncle Zilaiye, Uncle Zilaiye, I think we have something to talk about, can we talk about it?"

Sheren backed away slowly.

I can't guarantee that I will be beaten up today...

"Good! I have something to say! Good! Good! Say it!" Ji Lai also emphasized every word.

The voice fell, and the figure disappeared instantly.

Sheren looked solemn.

"Left, no! Right!"

Bang! !

Toneri with his hands crossed barely blocked Jiraiya's punch, and retreated crazily with the help of thrust.

"Let you run!"

"The technique of messy lion hair!"

It was his long white hair, which was thrown out fiercely, and the hair became longer, forming a lion's head shape, and wrapped around the servant.

It was obviously soft hair, but when it was tied to his body, Sheren felt that it was much harder than an iron chain. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free, and even the harder he tried, it felt tighter and tighter.

Seeing that Jiraiya's fist was about to land on his face, he quickly shouted, "You don't hit people in the face!"

After shouting, he closed his eyes, waiting for the fist to land on his face.

Bang! !

There was a muffled sound, but Sheren didn't feel any pain.

Opening his eyes tremblingly, he saw a somewhat pale right hand lying in front of him, the seemingly thin hand directly caught Jiraiya's fist.

With surprise in his eyes, he shouted:

"Teacher Orochimaru!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he really saw Orochimaru in a familiar outfit, a white one-piece robe, the familiar special bow tied with purple rope around his waist, and the vertical long hair almost covering his cheeks.

Seeing the visitor, not only Sheren was surprised, but also Zilai.

"You're finally here, Orochimaru! I thought you'd watch me beat this kid."

At this time, Sheren realized that Orochimaru had already arrived nearby, but she had been hiding in the dark and did not show up. It was not until Jilai was really ready to take action against Sheren that Orochimaru appeared and stopped him. Come also fist.

With a strong arm, Jiraiya's fist was thrown away, and at the same time he said: "My disciple, you are not qualified to teach me a lesson!"

Jiraiya followed Orochimaru's force and performed a flexible backflip in mid-air, and the wooden shoes collided with the ground, making a crisp sound.

At the same time, the technique of chaotic lion hair that bound Sheren also loosened automatically.

Sheren moved his wrist and said to Dashewan: "Teacher Dashewan, he bullied me! He didn't hold back at all! He even claimed to be my elder, my uncle!"