Konoha Soul World lottery system

Reiatsu can determine the direction, and spiritual connections can further determine the distance.

He runs very fast. He must be worthy of his name.

With the help of the spirit child under his feet to move quickly, An Ran constantly adjusted the direction of the tip of the knife.

The daimyo ran in panic in the secret passage, cursing the attackers and being torn into pieces by the hidden guards.

"Sir, this way." There are people waiting in the secret passage 24 hours a day. They are not only the defenders of the secret passage, the guides of the daimyo, but also the last line of defense for the pursuers.

The daimyo hurried over, his expensive clothes covered with dust, "Damn Kirigakure ninja" he cursed in a low voice, his dissatisfaction with Kirigakure reaching its peak.

But suddenly, he froze.The brain is still thinking, but the body cannot respond to commands.Then he understood that his thinking had broken through the limitations of his body and reached an unimaginable level. His body could no longer keep up with his thinking.

In a short period of time, the Daimyo could clearly feel every change in his body, as if time had been stretched.

The cold tip of the knife penetrated into the head from the junction of the parietal bone and the frontal bone, pierced the midbrain, scratched the base of the tongue, mashed the trachea, passed between the lung lobes, rubbed the heart and esophagus, pierced the diaphragm, and penetrated the liver and stomach pouch. together

The daimyo's body took a step forward due to inertia, and the blood-stained blade came out of his back.

The blade flashed again, and the daimyo's last consciousness disappeared.

The people in the tunnel were still roaring, but Anran had already returned to the amusement park. His fingertips drew a dark gap in the air, opening like a mouth. The bathrobe and bath towel dyed with blue dye fell from it, and Anran's hands Catch it and walk to the hot spring.

Her long brown hair was tied up on top of her head, revealing her white back neck, and her delicate-skinned shoulders, looming in the rising water vapor of the hot spring.

"Put it here." He said softly, Terumi Mei seemed to be asleep.

"Hey, boy." Terumi Mei smiled and turned around, "Why don't you come down?"

An Ran reached out and started to take off his clothes.

Terumi Mei's face was already blushing from the hot springs, and now her ears were even burning, "Wait a minute while I go out first, you are not allowed to look."

After rolling his eyes at his sister, Kishi turned around and left. He walked to the bed and took a look. Sure enough, Terumi Mei had not folded the quilt.

Just as he folded the quilt, Terumi Mei's voice sounded behind him, "Kishi Ran, I haven't worn this yukata yet."

An Ran turned around and sighed softly. Her sister stood behind her with a blushing face. Her belt was tied in a mess and the hem was dragged on the ground.

He reached out to untie Terumi Mei's belt and opened his clothes, "I, you, can't put it on by yourself and take a bath, why don't you have anything underneath?" Kiran's hand froze.

The lotus leaves show their sharp corners, and the steamed buns are topped with flour and cherries.

Terumi Mei didn't expect it, and was stunned for a moment. The alluring pink color came out from under the dazzlingly white skin.

The air became quiet, leaving only the two people's increasingly rapid breathing.

Terumi Mei's eyes wandered, "You're blaming me again, and you didn't help me get it either."

"Oh, I'll get it later." Kiran blushed and walked behind Terumi Mei, lifted the collar with his hand, grabbed the center line behind his back with his other hand, and adjusted the length of the hem so that it didn't touch the ground.

Terumi Mei straightened her arms in cooperation, Kiran's hands reached from the waist to Terumi Mei's body, grabbed the lower part of the right collar and pressed it on the left waist, then grabbed the end of the left collar and covered it on the right waist, adjusting the edge so that it was in line with the side of the body Side to side.

Picking up the belt, he put it around Terumi Mei's waist and opened it in front of her. He crossed it behind her back and then back to the front. Terumi Mei held it down with her hands. Kiran walked up to her and took the belt, and made a beautiful blow on the left side. bow.

Terumi Mei walked briskly and walked around in front of Anran, "How is it?"

"Well," An Ran nodded with deep understanding, "Not bad."

"Eh" Terumi Mei pouted, "Isn't it just good?"

"I can't believe that my craftsmanship is average. I am not only good at understanding people's clothes, but also have good dressing skills." An Ran gave a thumbs up.

"I hate it." Terumi Mei wrinkled her nose, "I'm not asking you that."

She shook her head, and the water droplets broke out of her hair and jumped out playfully, "Forget it, no, what were you doing just now?"

"I just want this." Kiran pulled his eyes away from the white skin on Terumi Mei's chest that was revealed by shaking his head, and said calmly, "Sister, can you leave the daimyo's affairs to me?"

Terumi Mei was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly, "It's not impossible to leave it to you, but I want to face it together with you."

She stood firm, her green eyes shining with a moving light.

The management methods used by Mei Terumi before were largely taught to her by Kishi Ran in the past, intentionally or unintentionally. Naturally, Mei Terumi would not worry too much about Kishi Ran's ability.

However, because of this, Terumi Mei didn't want his younger brother to bear the responsibility alone. Even if his younger brother had a more mature method, problems of one kind or another would arise during actual implementation.

Terumi Mei, who had been involved in various complicated affairs, knew very well how important a reliable assistant was. If Qing hadn't been there to help, she would have died of overwork before Kiran came back.

She couldn't bear to let her beloved brother bear everything alone.