Izuna took a nap before the meal and became much more energetic.
He sat up slowly, rubbed his temples, and after putting the seal, he felt a little weak and weak. If someone wanted to kill him at this time, he would definitely succeed.
Izuna’s hand slowly clenched into a fist, feeling the slight pain of her nails pricking her palms, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Anyway, I have died once, and my brother’s affairs have been resolved, so it doesn’t matter if I lose the bet.
Just…
“Good fan?” Yamato Soya’s voice sounded outside the door: “Are you awake?”
Izuna immediately came back to her senses, he nodded, and a rare hint of laziness appeared in his voice: “Come in.”
Yamato Soya was stunned. He walked to the door and slowly opened the door. He was surprised to find that the black-haired young man seemed to have just woken up. Although he had sat up, there were still pillow marks on his face. The sunset outside the window fell into the room, and a layer of hazy fireworks were drawn for the examiner.
This was the first time that Yamato Morita saw the God-Surveyer who did not cover his eyes with a black veil. He suddenly realized that the God-Surveyer was not old, just like the age of the old master Okina Soji.
The black-haired young man closed his eyes, his face was a standard melon-shaped face, his face was pale, his lips were blue, his long black hair fell down, and his long, thick eyelashes were covered with shadows in his eyes. His expression was indifferent, as if he would disappear in the next second.
Yamato Mori’s voice became a little weaker unconsciously. He whispered, “…Do you still feel uncomfortable?”
Izuna let out a long sigh and wanted to get up slowly. Yamato Mori’s immediate support immediately. Looking at the slender wrist of the god-study person in his palm, Yamato Mori’study said worriedly, “Why don’t I bring the meal up, do you rest for a while? Or go and invite the doctor?”
Izuna faced slightly: “I’m fine.”
He quietly [look] at the spiritual power ball beside him, thinking: “…I’m worried about me?”
The spiritual power of the spiritual power ball was fluctuating with his teeth and claws, like a hedgehog.
Yamato Moriyama was silent for a moment. He turned his face away and whispered, “Okita Jun died of illness.”
He was obviously so young, talented, and such a good person, but he was trapped by the disease…
Izuna understood Yamato Moriyama’s meaning after thinking for a moment.
As the first five knives of Honmaru, Izumi Nakki went online to check their stories and got a general understanding.
He raised his chin slightly, but in a moment, the feeling of Lanshan’s previous lonely disappeared.
“If I die, I should die on the battlefield.”
Uchiha Izuna smiled, her curved lips were like a sharp sickle, with a bloodthirsty curve.
“Diet in bedThings, I don’t want to have a second time. “
Because I am no longer afraid and have no worries, I might as well do whatever I want.
The black-haired young man smiled very warmly.
The Shizhi government invited him anyway, right?
Yamato Mori’s eyes opened slightly wide, and at this moment he felt the long-lost smoke and war from the god-study person.
Just like the trembling and madness that passed through his heart during the battle of life and death, the blood fell on his cheeks with a slightly cool and stingy temperature and the blood that exuded a sweet smell.
It was as if you just follow this person, you could usher in countless bloody storms.
Isn’t this the best future and destination for a knife?
The name Uchiha itself represents magic in another world.
Yamato Shuan’s voice trembled unconsciously.
Trembling, but unwavering.
“I wish to kill all powerful enemies for you. “
Until he helped the God-Surveyer come to eat
—–People please remind: Please pay attention to the rest of your eyes when reading for a long time.:
—-This is a gorgeous dividing line—
In the hall of the meal, Yamato Soshi Anting’s heart that was pounding in his chest slowly calmed down.
After calming down, Yamato Soshi Anting was stunned.
Why did he, he, directly express his loyalty to his master?!
The sound of the God-Surveyer and Yiqianying chatting was indifferent. Yamato Soshi Anting was eating egg rolls without any taste.
Smiling Qingjiang sat beside Yamato Soshi Anting, and naturally found the distractedness of his colleagues.
Thinking that Yamato Shuaning only became like this after asking the God-Spiritorialist to come, Qingjiang smiled and glanced at the God-Spiritorialist who was talking to Yiqian on the main seat, and lowered his voice to ask Yamato Shuaning.
“What are you thinking? “
Yamato Mori Adamai said casually: “…Master. “
As soon as Yamato Shunting said that, he knew it was not good.
Qingjiang smiled and chuckled: “Master? “He glanced at Yamato Mori Adam with a meaningful look: “Grand Fan doesn’t like this title very much, just call it that in private. “
Yamato Moriyama narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked at Qingjiang deeply, drank the miso soup as if nothing had happened, and whispered: “You don’t seem to be surprised at all. “
Qingjiang smiled and said slowly, “I brought the master back. “
The first person to see the Lord Round Fan, but what about him!
Yamato Shuai Ding hummed, thinking that it was true that something must have happened between the God-Student and the Smile Qingjiang today.>
But it doesn’t matter. Yamato Sora said lightly, “Now it’s our master.”
Qingjiang smiled and sighed, “Yes, there are more and more partners.”