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Chapter 87 Dead?

Ling Yu looked at the wooden stake in front of him and felt crying without tears...

I decided to be a second-generation dog at the beginning... Why did things suddenly develop like this? Is there something wrong here?

"Xiao Lingyu! Are you ready! It's about to start!"

"Ah? Ah? Ah? This is about to begin? I'm not ready yet!"

Ling Yu turned around and tried to make them stop destroying him, but... when he turned around, he saw only two excited and twisted faces...

Ling Yu's mouth twitched slightly... So... Isn't you able to escape?

Pa! Papa!

The fat old man's little whip kept exploding in the air:

"Xiao Lingyu! If you are not careful, you will suffer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chihou Hashirama closed his hands together and shouted:

Wood escape·The art of wood man!

The wooden stake that was thick and thin among the three people hugged it rose up from the ground and gradually turned into a wooden man!

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ling Yu's chin was about to fall to the ground...

What do you want to do?

I can’t meet you anymore after seeing that I’m working on wooden stakes? Is it still too late to return to the first stage?

Also, why is the feeling of getting beaten so strong?

Chiju Hashirama's long black hair was flying up and down as he pulled the quit, and he looked at Ling Yu with a smile:

"Boy! The attack is coming! Your target is still to blow up this wooden man! Come on!"

"Hey! No~"

Before Ling Yu finished speaking, the wooden man punched him directly!

Fortunately, this is not because Chiju Hashirama usually faces the enemy, otherwise Ling Yu would think he would die on the spot!

Seeing that the whistling fist was about to touch him, Ling Yu quickly rolled over and hid in a lazy donkey!

He stood up again, and the corners of his eyes were thundering, but fortunately, although his clothes were dirty, he was fine!

Ling Yu stared at the movements of the Mu Ren with all his body on guard, and Hashirama Senju and the fat old man looked at each other and smiled:

"The little guy looks quite energetic! He seems to be quite at ease? Since that's the case!"

The wooden man fisted his hands and collided hard on his chest, and then it launched an attack on Ling Yu again!

The scarlet Sharingan suddenly appeared on its own. This time the attack speed of the wooden man was obviously much faster than before!

Ling Yu looked at the huge fist that was approaching him at normal speed in the Sharingan, and there was a ten thousand words of MMP in his heart that he didn't say anything to scold him!

I really don’t treat my master as my son!

This punch speed is as fast as usual in Sharingan. Can my clothes and body keep up? Can I?

Ling Yu drooped with one hand, and the noisy bird song came from his palm!

The fat old man looked at the thunder flashing on Ling Yu's palm and his eyes lit up. Then he pulled the sleeve of Hashiramachi Chishou and signaled slightly.

"Shenju!"

The dark blue lightning brought a long trace in the air, and at this time the wooden man's fist also happened to come directly in front of Ling Yu!

Bang!

A fierce collision sounded!

The wooden man's knuckles were obviously shattered, and Ling Yu on the other side had already flew more than ten meters away...

Qianju Hashirama flashed and immediately came to Ling Yu's side. He saw his hands glowing with a fluorescent green light, and then placed it on Ling Yu's body.

"How is Hashirama? Ling Yu is fine?"

Senju Hashirama nodded:

"No big problem, I just broke two or three ribs. I will attach the bones for him immediately!"

The fat old man heard Hashirama's words and let out a long sigh, stroked his chest with his hands and said:

"Huh~ Fortunately, it's okay, I just broke three or two ribs. I can continue practicing today and tomorrow."

Ling Yu lying on the ground, grinning in pain, looking at the fat old man in disbelief...

Mr., what you said is human words?

Return me your memory of the first time!

Click...click...click...

Ling Yu's ribs were wrapped in the chakra of Shinju Hashirama and instantly returned to their original position.

Ling Yu also fainted from a comfortable feeling...

"Haramara, did Ling Yu just break a few bones?"

Chiju Hashirama shook his head and then smiled again:

"Don't worry, old man, I'm definitely doing it properly. His internal organs and muscles have suffered minor injuries, and my bones have not been completely repaired."

The fat old man nodded thoughtfully, and then another worried look appeared on his face:

"Haramara, what if Ling Yu's child...he hasn't inherited your physique..."

"No! No! This child Ling Yu can even awaken the Sharingan. There is no reason not to inherit my physique!"

Chihou Hashirama looked at the direction of the Uchiha clan, and a blue figure appeared in his heart.

No matter how much I give in other aspects, I just don’t want to lose to you from Ling Yu!

Chihou Hashirama turned around and picked up Ling Yu, then said to the fat old man:

"Old man, believe me and Ling Yu too! He will definitely not disappoint us!"

The fat old man looked at Chiju Hashirama's firm eyes and nodded vigorously:

"Okay! Then I'm waiting for your good news!"

Chihou Hashirama hugged Ling Yu, and after a few ups and downs, he returned to his home.

He put Ling Yu into the room that had been prepared for him long ago, gently stroked Ling Yu's forehead with his broad palm, and he slowly retreated out.

Shortly after Chiju Hashirama went out, Ling Yu, who was lying on the bed, began to sweat all over.

He felt that he had suddenly entered a completely unfamiliar environment, and the surroundings were completely gray.

Even though I tried hard to open my eyes, my sight was only two or three meters away.

What is this? Why can’t I see anything gray? And, shouldn’t I be receiving special training in the Thousand Hand Tribe now?

Why did it suddenly appear in this place?

Ling Yu didn't dare to shout because he was afraid that something terrifying would suddenly appear...

But... it's too quiet here... Why is there no sound at all?

Just like...

It's like a completely lifeless country!

Ling Yu realized it! He suddenly realized it!

When I was watching Naruto in the past, wasn’t this the environment where the dead people were in?

Thinking of this, Ling Yu's cold sweat suddenly popped up...

I... Could it be that I was beaten to death by a wooden man?

But it is impossible? At that time, Shinju Hashirama had already treated himself!

It is possible that others can't believe it, but as the god of the ninja world, Konoha's first generation Naruto and the hand-tailed beast sold everywhere, Chiju Hashimara personally took action and killed himself... That's too unreasonable, right?

No, no! It must not!

My second spring has not begun yet, so how could he die so easily!

(Sorry, I can’t do it either... I will go to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow, check the heart question, that’s it!
Chapter completed!
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