Naruto's strongest doctor

Tōsen's figure jumped in mid-air, leaving Hokage's office, he was heading towards the small shop.

The third generation of Hokage gave the five of them a day to prepare, and Tōsen naturally had to prepare something for this mission.

The figure jumped, and when he was approaching the alleyway of the small shop, Dongxian suddenly let out a light gasp, as if he saw something unusual.

With a suspicious expression on his face, there was actually a long queue in the originally empty alleyway, and all of them were female ninjas.

Confirming again that he was not going in the wrong direction, Dongxian jumped to the ground and walked along the long line towards the end of the alleyway.

"Hey, tell me, does the Zhuyan Pill sold in this small shop really work?"

"That's not it, look at the one in front, she snatched one yesterday, and today the skin is very hydrated... Oh, I'm so angry, every day I just randomly pick a few people to sell three, I didn't grab it twice when I came here !"

Walking along the way, the corners of Dongxian's eyes twitched, Fengxiang, a girl, actually took out the Zhuyan Pill that he gave her and sold it.

"This girl... really..."

Slowly advancing, a voice suddenly came from the end of the alley, saying: "Today's limit is over... Please come back tomorrow!"

"Oh, I didn't grab it again..."

The team that was originally as long as flowing water suddenly dispersed under Dongxian's nose. Countless female ninjas left the alleyway full of regrets. The original excitement disappeared like a mirror.

The crowd dispersed, and Dongxian happened to see Fengxiang jumping happily at the door of the small shop.

Walking in the direction of that girl, the latter also noticed Dongxian, and holding a box in her arms, she came to Dongxian happily.

Putting the box next to Dongxian's ear and shaking it, Fengxiang's face was puffy, and she said with a smile: "Xiaodong...the pill you made is really good, everyone likes it...we are rich now! "

Holding the box with both hands and shaking it, Dongxian looked at Fengxiang who was in a happy mood, stretched out his hand and gave her a shudder, and said lightly: "Silly girl, why did you sell it for what I gave you?" ? Are you so short of money?"

Covering her little head with one hand, Fengxiang stuck out her tongue at Dongxian, and said, "There just happens to be a street lantern festival tonight...with money, Xiaodong can go with Fengxiang!"

Looking at the big flaming eyes of Maple Fragrance, Dongxian couldn't laugh or cry, thinking that this girl had originally planned this.

Looking at her tender and tender face, Dongxian's heart suddenly felt a little turbulent, "Alright, before performing the task, let's accompany this girl."

"Xiaodong, will you accompany me to see the lanterns tonight?"

Holding Dongxian's hand and shaking it from side to side, Fengxiang's voice was soft, and she suddenly acted coquettishly, which made Dongxian's bones almost crumble.

"Hey... this voice, I don't know how many men will be seduced..."

At this moment, Qianshou Weaving Garden's joking voice came from behind the two of them.

With flushed cheeks, Fengxiang quickly let go of Dongxian's arms, hugged the box and lowered her head, muttering, "Teacher, you, you're talking nonsense again..."

Touching the tip of his nose, Dongxian shrugged and spread his hands at Qianshou Zhiyuan, and asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

Slightly restraining the indecency on his face, Qianshouzhiyuan looked at Dongxian and said indifferently: "I heard that you are going to perform a mission tomorrow?"

Nodding slightly, although Qianshou Weaving Garden did not explicitly point out the Iris Realm, Dongxian naturally knew that, as a person around Jiuli Yusheng, how could she not know.

With a slight worry on his face, Qianshou Weaving Garden looked at Dongxian for a long time, but in the end it turned into a long sigh, "The Palm Immortal Technique... Let me teach you..."

After being stunned for a moment, Dongxian immediately reflected and said softly: "Thank you..."

Xu Bu walked past Dongxian, Qianshou Weaving Garden seemed to think of something, suddenly looked a little weird, and said in a low voice: "That...Zhuyan Pill...Is there any more?"

Laughing dumbly, Dongxian remained silent, but Fengxiang at the side was a little proud, and said: "Yes, Xiaodong can make it easily!"

……

At dusk, Qianshou Weaving Garden was amazed at Dongxian's ability to quickly master the Palm Immortal Art. She only explained some precautions, but he was able to master it proficiently, which was beyond her expectations.

Taking the Zhuyan Pill that Dongxian had just refined, Qianshou Zhiyuan smiled coquettishly and left the small shop.

Pushing the remaining small bottle to Fengxiang, Dongxian said seriously: "You have to keep this bottle for yourself!"

Stretching out her pink and tender tongue, Fengxiang said playfully, "I see...Xiaodong."

As night fell, the two locked up the shop early and walked towards the dimly lit street.

Fengxiang held Dongxian's arm, and the laughter of "giggling" couldn't stop at all. She was jumping and dancing like a butterfly, dancing on the lively street.

Sometimes I went to the stall on the left to look at it, and sometimes I went to the right to tiptoe to look at the lights.

"Xiaodong, Xiaodong... come and see... this is so beautiful..."

"Xiaodong...how about we buy this one?"

Dongxian had never been so happy before, Dongxian looked at Fengxiang's face flushed, she seemed to be panting a little because of trotting, the whole person was in a good mood, and the worries caused by the iris world before were swept away.

"what?"

Fengxiang's soft snort caught Dongxian's attention. Looking along, it turned out that she was standing in front of a short old man.

There was nothing in front of the old man, and there was simply four big characters "The Rope of Bonding" written in ink on the stall.

"Grandpa, what is the rope of fetters?"

Shui Ling's eyes were full of curiosity, looking at such a strange stall, Feng Xiang asked softly.

With loving eyes, the little old man said: "The rope that can hold the bond is called the rope of bond... What, do you want it?"

"Bond..."

Lowering her head and thinking, Fengxiang suddenly raised her head, looked at Dongxian beside her, and said to the little old man, "I want it!"

He beckoned Dongxian to go over, but the little old man looked at Dongxian with a slight smile and said, "Please show your Chakra."

"Ok?"

Before Dongxian could react, Fengxiang was the first to stretch out her small hand, exuding light blue chakra, and urging Dongxian from time to time.

The two stretched out their hands and distributed chakra to their palms one after another.

The little old man twitched his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his withered hands, squeezed two fingers from the palms of the two, and actually used their respective chakras to pull out a filament!

Seeing this scene, Dongxian's pupils shrank.

The two thin lines formed by chakra crossed before Fengxiang and Dongsen's eyes, and then separated.The little old man was familiar with the movements, and tied Dongxian's thin rope to Fengxiang's wrist, and tied Fengxiang's thin rope to Dongxian's wrist.

"Life is immortal...the fetters are not broken..."

Raising his wrist as white as a lotus root, the light blue chakra was tied to Fengxiang's wrist, the latter's eyes were bent into crescent moons, and he "giggled" happily.

Secretly amazed, the old man's ability to control Chakra in front of him is absolutely extraordinary.To be able to easily condense other people's chakra into a rope!

"Grandpa... How much does this bondage rope cost?"

Glancing at Dongxian meaningfully, the little old man chuckled and bent down without saying a word, and began to clean up the stall in front of him.

"Grandpa, how much is it...Grandpa..."

"Let me clean it up for you..."

Without speaking, Fengxiang and Dongxian looked at the little old man's hunched back, and just disappeared from their sight.

Putting the matter aside quickly, Fengxiang looked at her wrist, as long as her chakra flowed, Tōsen's string would follow.

"The rope of bondage..."

Also looking at the light on his wrist, Dongsen murmured in a low voice.

"Xiaodong! Come on, this is fun..."

Looking up, Fengxiang ran away again, in the distance, waving at Dongxian excitedly.

"coming……"

The night is dark, the streets are bustling with pedestrians, Fengxiang and Dongxian are playing around, thinking about nothing, doing nothing, neither of them will know, the next time two people laugh without scruples, it will be a long time later up.