The heroine is full of insanity

Hashirama and Genjun beat each other back and forth in the open space, ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong, and the dull impact subconsciously felt pain in Tomama who was on the sidelines.

Even though he is very aware of Yuanchun's strength, every time he watches her fight with Hashirama, Tobima will still be amazed by her strange strength and fierce fighting style that are completely inconsistent with her appearance.

No matter how you look at it, Yuanchun is a delicate and weak girl. Although the exposed arms are smooth, they are not muscular. Presumably the other parts covered by the clothes are also the same. God knows where she is so scary. Human strength and explosiveness.

When Fei Jian was puzzled, Jiu Lama was squatting on the fence and looking around in boredom.

This level of fighting was not enough to attract the old man's attention. It yawned and became more and more bored. It was so boring that it was about to fall asleep.

This is not good, Jiu Lama thought, eating and sleeping every day, either a pig or an old man of six paths in his later years, this is not good, I am still young.

Jiu Lama thought for a moment and decided to find something to do for himself.

A blooming flower hangs tremblingly from the branch, just dangling in front of the Nine Lamas.The little fox stared at the flower with round eyes for a while, then suddenly grinned, stretched out his front paws, grabbed the flower branch, and snapped it off.

Hearing movement between the doors, his eyes drifted over keenly.

He saw that the big tail of the Nine Lamas was as fluffy as a cloud floating in the sky, swinging it flexibly, holding a bright red rose in its right paw, and gently patted the blooming flower with its left paw.A few petals were patted and fluttered down.

Jiu Lama used the flower as a microphone, "Hey, can you hear me?"

There was a look of hesitation in the door, thinking what is this going to do?Should I go along with it?

Jiu Lama didn't care about Feijian's attitude, and was very happy to entertain himself. I saw it with its eyes slightly closed, with an intoxicated and serious expression, cleared its throat, sank its dantian, and roared with emotion——

"The autumn wind blows, the war drums beat, who are we afraid of!"

Between the doors: "???"

"In this clear and pleasant autumn day, we have ushered in the final of the 360th third hand-carrying competition of the Senshou family. I am the host Jiu Lama, and I will be the audience friends in front of the TV. Let's comment on this much-anticipated event!"

Senshou・The only viewer friend・No one・I don’t know what a TV is・Tobuma: “……”

"Let me introduce the two contestants."

"Thousands of Zhujian, the hope of the future of the Qianshou family, seems to be a silly son of a landlord's family, but in fact, he can always finish the ultimate crushing of the opponent inadvertently. He is very capable of fighting, with extremely high defense and super thick blood bars , the most irritating thing is that he can still breastfeed, he can be called an all-round and invincible hexagonal warrior, and the Uchiha next door is crying."

"Qian Shou Yuan Chun, Feng Ao Tian, ​​is gone."

"The two contestants have already fought, and the battle scene is extremely hot. Yuanchun first strikes, with his left hand water escape · big waterfall, right right · escape · ground, sparks and lightning all the way in the heavy rain, successfully scalding Hashirama with a fashionable Afro. Congratulations to her for developing a new and useful side business of washing, cutting and blowing."

"The technique of wooden escape and broccoli was released from the pillars to resist, and several broccoli were chopped into coke, but they managed to gain a firm foothold under the impact of the big waterfall, seized the territory, and grew a large area in the blink of an eye. This kind of The ninjutsu that can be called a bug has made the Senshou family extremely powerful in fighting the risk of famine."

"The broccoli is getting bigger and bigger, already half the height of a person!"

"Broccoli growing vines? Is this still broccoli??"

"The vines of broccoli tried to lift up Genjun's skirt??? I never thought Senju Hashirama, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would be so dirty inside—"

"I didn't!" Hashirama blushed and shouted, he was frantically controlling the broccoli vines to recycle, "This was an accident! An accident!"

Yuanchun sneered, turned over and jumped onto the vine, stepping on the soft and winding branches and galloped like lightning. She formed seals while running, and when she came to Hashirama, the seals had already been formed.

"As expected of Feng Aotian, we saw Yuan Chun's double-handedness again, drawing a wind on the left and a fire dragon on the right. It seems that she intends to burn the sinful broccoli."

"Well, the grilled broccoli smells so good. The fragrance wafts across the air. The host is going to eat now. The commentary will continue later."

The Nine Lamas threw the flowers and stretched out their front paws towards the door, "I want to eat roasted chicken legs."

Tobuma: "..." You are the most irresponsible commentator I have ever seen.

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In the end, the contestant who won the title of the new Senshou Carrier was Zhujian. After all, he was a Mudun and a fairy model. He couldn't beat Yuanchun who didn't open any cheats.

"I'll change my hairstyle first," Hashirama stroked the fried hair all over his head, and smiled at Yuanjun, "Then I want to ask you something."

Maybe it was stimulated by baldness before, Hashirama worked hard for a week, and finally researched the third strange but practical use of Mutun after fighting and farming - stimulating hair growth.

If you want a watermelon head, you can grow a watermelon head, if you want a bob hair, you can grow a bob hair, if you want a black and straight hair, you can grow a black and long straight, together with the universal transformation technique, you can easily achieve all-round changes without dead ends. It makes the girls who have countless fake fur and cos clothing piled up in their closets envy and hate.

But Hashirama still insists on the shape of the watermelon head, which shows that he loves watermelon deeply.

"Please? What's the matter?" Yuanchun asked.

Hashirama quickly finished his new hairstyle. He rubbed the back of his head and showed a simple and honest smile, "I want to strengthen the training of resisting illusion, and you are the best illusion in our family—"

"No." Tobima hugged Jiu Lama, who was gnawing on the chicken leg, and appeared faintly from behind Hashirama. "It's agreed that I won't use Sharingan anymore."

"Don't be nervous, ordinary Sangouyu is fine," Yuan Chun patted Feijian's shoulder, "You can come with me too."

Uchiha's illusion has always made Senshou quite afraid. Although it can be avoided without looking into Uchiha's eyes, it is a terrible thing to close the vision on the battlefield.

"Closed vision..." Yuanchun said casually, "Maybe you need a pair of contact lenses."

Hashirama tilted her head suspiciously, "Huh?"

"A very thin lens that is worn in the eyes and used to correct vision. With the current level of technology in the ninja world, it is estimated that it is difficult to achieve." Yuanchun explained briefly, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, " Although it is impossible to make contact lenses, there are still substitutes... as long as you don't look directly at Sharingan, the effect of illusion is not so strong, right?"

Fei Jian was thoughtful, "I probably understand. You can try to improve it. While maintaining your eyesight, you can make the pictures you see less realistic, thereby weakening the influence of illusion..."

A lot of question marks popped up from biubiubiu above Hashirama's head: "Ah? What are you guys talking about?"

Yuanchun and Feijian said in unison: "Water escape!"

Tokaima explained: "The key point is to be able to block, but also be able to see things clearly."

Yuanchun added: "Water is enough."

After the two finished speaking, they looked at Hashirama with encouraging and expectant eyes.

Hashirama's face was full of innocence, feeling that there were more and more dense question marks above his head.

Feijian sighed, put one hand on his forehead, and made a "solve" gesture with the other.

Yuan Jun showed his Sharingan, and smiled at Hashirama, "Brother Hashirama, shall we do illusion resistance training?"

Hashirama cheered up, and put aside the doubts for the time being, "Come on!"

Yuanchun stood still and didn't seem to activate Sharingan—the three jades in her eyes were still and did not turn—she said, "Let's make a bet, you can't beat mine."

The word "gambling" was deliberately re-pronounced by Yuan Chun.

Hearing the "bet", Hashirama became even more excited, "Although my level of gambling is not high, I still have some experience..."

The expression on Hashirama's face still maintained a smile, and it was too late to switch to surprise, but the picture he saw in his eyes had changed——

Yuanchun weathered into crystal dust without warning, and disappeared completely into the air in the blink of an eye.

Clusters of delicate green seedlings broke out from the place where she had stood, and grew vigorously toward the sky, and soon grew into a splendid sea of ​​flowers, spreading over and engulfing him completely.

"It's done." Yuanchun gave Tomona a thumbs up.

Toikama looked at Hashirama who was standing there dumbfounded with interest, "How did you do it?"

Everyone knows that it is dangerous to look directly at Sharingan, and Hashirama has been on guard from the very beginning. In this case, Yuanchun can still seize the opportunity to launch an illusion, which shows that her grasp and judgment of the timing of the attack are amazingly accurate.

"If you find a weakness, it's easy to deal with," Yuanchun said with a smile, "Brother Zhujian's weakness is gambling. When he hears this word, his mind will drift uncontrollably."

Although it was only for a short time, people who are not paying attention and are not familiar with Zhujian can't find it at all.

Suddenly realized, "I understand."

Yuanchun had a bad premonition in her heart, but this bad feeling had nothing to do with herself, it was about Hashirama.

It seems that someone is going to be unlucky.

At this time, Hashirama broke free from the control of the illusion. He had planted a delayed-germination seed before, and now the seed had grown up and turned into a thick broccoli bush. It pushed him from behind and knocked him over. on the ground.

"Tuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu......"

Toikama walked over and gave Hashirama a hand.

Hashirama was moved to tears, "Brother—"

"You quit gambling from today," Feijian said ruthlessly, "As the future leader of the Thousand Hands Clan, there must be no flaws! I have to completely correct such a big problem of gambling!"

Hashirama's expression froze suddenly.

After being moved for less than half a second, a bolt from the blue came down.

"The dice are confiscated," Fujian put his hand into Zhujian's bosom and groped around, "I will take care of the private money, Jiu Lama, watch him count, don't let him sneak to the gambling house..."

Jiu Lama raised his little claw, "Add two more chicken legs."

Between the doors: "Deal."

Genjun cast a sympathetic look at her brother.

"How could this be?!" Hashirama wailed loudly, "This is my only hobby! I'm alive, I don't have any hobbies, what's the difference between living and dying! Ah!!!"

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Qian Shou Fei Jian is a man who walks the talk.

When it comes to building bicycles, according to Yuanchun’s vague drawings, combined with his unlimited imagination and strong hands-on ability, he really put together a decent bicycle;

Said that according to Zhujian's abstinence from gambling, he swiftly searched all the gambling equipment hidden in Zhujian and confiscated them all, and also searched away his private money, leaving him nothing.

Hashirama sat with his knees hugged in the open space in the backyard, surrounded by broccoli and mushrooms, weeping silently against the wind, weeping lasagna tears.

Yuanchun rode the bicycle that Tomona put together, and circled around Hashirama.

"Don't cry," Yuanchun said, "get up and play, I'll take you around the big city by bike."

Hashirama tilted his head, revealing two eyes, looking at Yuanchun cautiously, "Go to the big city to play dice?"

Standing between the doors on the steps, he sneered, "I think you look like a dice."

Today is Zhu Jian's third day of quitting gambling. In his words, he has hallucinated, and there are countless small dice with wings floating around him.

"If this goes on, sooner or later, I'll be unable to hold on, and you two won't have an older brother!" Zhujian said sadly, "Touch the dice for me, just one. If I don't want to gamble, I'll touch it!"

Yuanchun stretched her long legs, supported the ground and stopped the bicycle. She patted her forehead and acted suddenly enlightened, "Ah, by the way, Madara asked me to go to Nangachuan today, and I won't come back for lunch."

He frowned, he was like a big ferocious wolf dog, when he realized that the flowers in his yard were in danger of being chased away by the pigs in the next pigpen, he immediately pricked up his ears vigilantly, "When did he come to hook you up? !"

The despondent look on Hashirama's face was swept away, "What spot? Take me, take me! I'll go with you!"

Yuanchun smiled slightly, "It seems that in your heart, gambling is nothing."

Hashirama: "..."

"That's it," Jiu Lama, who was sleeping on the window sill, added a handful of firewood, "he talks in his sleep at night, and all he talks about is Madara."

Toikama quietly stared at Hashirama.

"I didn't," Hashirama quickly argued, "That's because I dreamed that Madara robbed me of my money."

Yuanchun: "Why did he rob you of your money?"

Hashirama: "Because I took his money to gamble—"

Yuanchun: "Oh, don't call yourself."

Hashirama: "..."

Hashirama felt a big word "Danger" floating above his head.

But Tobima didn't take a feather duster and beat Hashirama. He looked at Yuanchun and asked, "Is there anything that needs improvement?"

"Everything else is fine," Yuan Chun patted the handlebar, "It's just that the wheels are a bit heavy."

Tokima refers to the bullock cart, the wheels are made of wood, and with Yuanchun's strength, it is no problem to ride, but it is uncomfortable.

This is the best solution at present, because the road itself is not very good, and the rubber can't resist the wear and tear. Although the wood is consumed quickly, it is everywhere, and it is high in quality and low in price.

"Are you tired from riding?" Tobuma thought for a while, "What if I add a booster?"

As he spoke, he walked behind Yuanchun and motioned for her to sit down.

Minamoto didn't know why, but sat up straight according to Tomama's request.

Seals began to form between the doors.

Hashirama said hesitantly: "Brother, what are you going to do?"

After making a good seal between the doors, he pushed hard on the back seat of the bicycle with his hands full of chakra.

The improved soft version of Fengdun pushed the car "swish" out, passed through the far gate, and walked far away.

Feijian: "..." Too much force.

Yuanchun: "..." Bicycle technology is not yet mature, have you already begun to look forward to the prospect of electric vehicles?