The blood of the Hokage follows the snare

Qianji looked at his father in shock.

He thought that he was not dead because of the crosser’s external hanging, and now it seems that there is something else to hide.

“Your boy’s physique is different from ours.” The three generations of Lei Ying looked at Qianji’s seemingly emaciated body, but he knew what kind of terrifying power this small body contained.

“Daddy, you’re not going to tell me that I’m adopted, are you?”

Qianji’s little face was bitter.

Although he is a crosser, over the years, he can feel the heartfelt love of three generations of Lei Ying, so he is willing to call a daddy, even if it is an old brother with a smelly face, the two sides pit each other, but they can also feel the care of the old brother.

If you are adopted.

Qianji thought of what he had done in Yunyin Village in the past two years, it was really lawless.

It is precisely because he knows the weight of his identity that he dares to mess around.

Otherwise, in the chaotic ninja world, the young age is so arrogant, and the genius will not live long.

“What to think about, you are Lao Tzu’s own child.” The three generations of Lei Ying did not slap Qianji’s head angrily.

“That’s fine, just have a backstage.”

Lei Ying was so angry that he was happy.

“In that case, Dad, why do you say that my physique is different from yours?” Qianji’s eyes widened: “Is it because?” ”

“That’s right, you and Ai are not the same mother.”

“Half-siblings?” The corners of Qianji’s mouth twitched, and he looked at his father with a strange expression.

At the time of the crossing, Senji was exactly one year old at that time.

Never seen his mother, has passed away, Ai’s mother too.

He always thought that he and his brother were the same mother, but he didn’t expect it to be.

“Dad, I didn’t expect you to have such an affair, hey…” Qianji looked strange.

The old face of the third generation of Lei Ying blushed, and he coughed dryly: “When I was young, I made a mistake.” ”

…….

“Qianji, do you know who your mother is? Do you know what kind of ancestry your mother has? Ai induced, “Please, I’ll tell you.” ”

Qianji glanced at the old brother with disdain.

Do you still need to think about it?

“Aren’t you curious?” Ai does not believe that Qianji is not deceived, and must let this lawless brat obediently submit.

“It has something to do with the Golden Horn and the Silver Horn.”

“You know?” Ai looks like a ghost, the golden horn and silver horn are only known by veteran ninjas in Yunyin Village, how does he know about this kid?

“That’s right, your mother and the Golden Horn and Silver Horn once belonged to a family, belonging to the descendants of the Six Dao Immortals, with a powerful and strange physique, and can devour the flesh and blood of the tailed beast for their own use.” The third generation of Lei Ying briefly introduced.

“So, I’m a genius by nature.”

Qianji raised his head proudly.

Not only the bloodline of the Night Moon family, but also the bloodline of the descendants of the six immortals, plus the blood snare space.

“I am destined to be the darling of heaven, who dares to provoke me in the future, I will slap it over.” Qianji thought happily in his heart.

“Don’t be proud, talent does not mean strength, you still have to cultivate with all your strength.” The third generation of Lei Ying said solemnly.

“I know.”

Qianji nodded.

He is afraid of death and pain, but he understands that the ninja world is cruel and bloody, and in Yunyin Village, he can rely on his identity to be lawless, but outside, no one will care, only strength is the real backer.

In order to become stronger.

There have been thousands of traces of patients with advanced procrastination and lazy cancer.

I have been working hard to cultivate.

He was more afraid of death than tired and painful.

“Dad, this kid’s body has been greatly improved, and he needs actual combat to consolidate, during this time, let me accompany him to cultivate.” Ai looked at Luo unkindly, thinking of the eyes of everyone looking at him when he went out, and thinking of which sneaky “beauty” came to confess early in the morning.

Ai gritted his teeth with hatred for all these perpetrators in his heart.

“No, I can cultivate myself.” How can you not know that the damn old brother is changing the law to bully himself.

Bastard, talking doesn’t count.

“Don’t worry, I will never use the power beyond your brat.” Ai said maliciously.

Qianji pouted, so he was not fooled.

Even if the strength is comparable, but the experience and skills are not comparable at all.

“Okay, that’s it.” The three generations of Lei Ying nodded and agreed: “Ai, the thousand traces will be handed over to you.” ”

“Daddy, I’m with you.”

“Boy, come back.”

Ai grabbed Qianji’s collar and dragged it back.

“Help, kill!”

Qianji, who wanted to cry without tears, finally forcibly accepted this reality, he thought that when the strength was equal, he could support it for a short time, but for the first time…. Killed in seconds.

Got kicked in the ass.

Definitely on purpose.

The second time, three moves! Or kicked in the ass.

The third time….

The fourth time….

“Bastard, you did it on purpose.” Covering his ass, Qianji lay on the ground and did not get up, he no longer remembered how many times he was kicked and flew, each time it was the same place, not intentional fools do not believe.

“During this time, it is not busy.” Ai’s bones crackled.

“Help!”

In the middle of the night, the battle squeezed all the strength in one day, and the thousand traces that reached the limit of the limit were carried back by the returning father.

“It’s not over.” Qianji stared viciously with a smug expression.

“Boy, when you surpass me, it will take many years, and you will continue to cultivate tomorrow.”

“Huh?!”

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