Group wear Naruto to engage in construction

A long time has passed, and before I knew it, three days had passed since Naifen was resurrected.

There are no changes in Pigeon Village or even Konoha, everything is as usual. After all, only a sane person would never think that resurrection spells and reanimation of the dead are things that only appear in TV series and novels at this time.

It really exists in the real world. Only sane people will regard this as a joke and nonsense.

From Konoha's point of view, it is just the pigeon village returning to the country of birds. Although Toriyai did not see the shadow of his family at the main entrance how he returned to the village, he has already returned, so there is not so much to pursue.

, as long as people come back alive, it will be fine. Since the wood industry and the Kingdom of Birds are in a period of warming, the people of the Kingdom of Birds naturally have some knowledge of what is happening in the Kingdom of Fire.

Somewhere in the Country of Fire, a base once occupied by bandits suddenly exploded. The explosion was so intense and so wide that it flattened a large area around it, including the hills of the underground base. In the Country of Birds

Everyone also thought that their shadow happened to be in that area, but now that they saw it in the village, they felt a lot more relieved. Although they did not think that their shadow would be killed by a mere bomb, they were careful so that the Wannian ship would not

Wrong.

Even Tsumugi and Usateru who were far away in Konoha were not too worried. The contact bug had told them that Chitaki Nairobi was fine, so they could live in Konoha with peace of mind, either studying or performing genin tasks.

Task.

Nai Fan sighed and felt a pity that the huge military base was destroyed. Not only did it contain huge munitions, it was also a huge weapons factory. Bullets and firearms could be made from it. Now that it was destroyed, Nai Fan looked at it.

It's a loss for the whole village. But it's okay. As the saying goes, every gain must have a loss, and every loss must have a gain.

The loss of Tia's base was indeed a huge loss, but on the other hand, they learned that Tia had awakened her new ability, the Little Legion.

The small army consists of thousands of small soldiers. They have various types of soldiers that can cooperate with each other to attack. They killed the two-headed wolf. And they can also build their own factories and equipment! But because they are too small, such

Factories and equipment can only be used by small legions like them. But they are still very powerful. Their power may have changed due to their smaller size. The bullets in the legion may not be able to kill people, but they are definitely dangerous. If they hit key positions,

Sometimes you can still kill people with one shot to the head.

Now we temporarily shift our attention from the Kingdom of Birds to the Kingdom of Snow. This is the northwest of the continent, covered in ice and snow all year round. It is far away from the mainland, but it cannot be far away from the travelers. Countless travelers have appeared in Naruto's world.

They act in this world with their own ideas and in various identities. Some are talented and intelligent, while others are extremely mediocre.

It's snowing heavily and the sky is filled with white snow. This is the country of snow.

Sand...sand...!sand...!!!sand...!!!

The sound of footsteps gradually approached, and a figure tried hard to huddle in the corner, making himself look as inconspicuous as possible.

This is a beggar whose whole body is full of odor and has big mask burns all over his body.

It wasn't the dry grass-like hair on her head that covered her face, the horrific burn marks on her face alone were enough to scare a child to tears. But no matter how humble and insignificant this little beggar looked, as long as she took a look at her

Eyes will immediately tremble with fear.

Only those desperadoes who truly dared to fight with their lives would have such sharp and fierce eyes. In the beginning, he relied on these eyes to occupy this church, enjoying the shelter from the wind and rain and the tributes to satisfy his hunger.

.But as time passed, the beggars who originally lived here finally discovered that the person in front of them was not a desperado that could not be offended at all, but a guy who could be stepped on. Not only did they snatch back

She moved into her "own" residence, even more so that she was squeezed out, and would be beaten violently if nothing happened.

After all, the beggars here are all people who were forced into a desperate situation by Nagaros. When they came to this chaotic city, not only did they fail to develop, but they pushed themselves into a deeper abyss, wandering on the edge of death every day.

In other places, beggars may have people giving alms, but where are they?

This is Nagaros. Everyone is a vicious person. Good intentions here are not as useful as a steamed bun. If you don’t want to die, you can only steal or rob. If you succeed, you will live another day. If you fail, you will become

If you are lucky enough not to be killed by the prey, if you encounter a policeman, you will cut off your hands and wait for death.

But the guy in front of me doesn't need to take risks or even go out. Someone will take the initiative to bring food to him every day, just like a pretty boy being kept by a rich woman.

Being able to get food every day without taking risks may not seem like much to people in other places, but to Nagaros, especially these beggars, it is an unimaginable dream.

Jealousy is a vine that grows crazily once its seeds are sown, and the consequences of jealousy are also terrible.

"It's really miserable. I must have been severely beaten again yesterday."

Laerila walked in from the door wearing tall thermal shoes and a big plush coat, holding a box of lunch in one hand and a torch in the other. The moment she stepped into the church,

More than a dozen pairs of eyes were all staring at her. Some were looking at her chest and long legs unscrupulously. Others were staring at the lunch box in her hand. Imagine the pleasure of those delicious meals filling their hunger. Regardless of these beggars

No matter what they desire in their hearts, without exception, everyone can get what they want from Lyrela, but everyone can only drool at Lyrela. Behind her, although you can't see

arrived, but everyone knew that there would definitely be people from the hotel following her, who could protect her when she was in danger, or

If someone were to attack Lairila, they would definitely attack the King of Hell in the next second. As long as someone with a normal mind would not want to attack her.

"Hey, take it!"

Lyrella threw the lunch box on the ground like garbage. She wiped the snow off the table, sat on it and crossed her legs, looking down at the little beggar.

The little beggar was not polite, he picked up the lunch box, opened it and started eating with his hands.

"Today, you came very late." Night had fallen early. For a month, she had returned to the hotel in the city early every day at this time, but today she came to the church at this time.

"What? Are you used to being fed by me? Are you starting to blame me for being late and making you hungry?"

"Haha, man, when it comes to this kind of animal, it gets too many gifts and takes it for granted? I'm tired of it, and I'm tired of playing. I don't want to play the game anymore. As a fang, I'm still alive.

It’s time for you to find some food for your wild dog.” Lyrilla sneered and put her foot on the little beggar’s head, rubbing it.

He said that he was tired of it, but in fact it was because of the heavy snow. The heavy snow in the sky flooded the path leading from the church to the city, and the church was also located on a very high ground. When he couldn't see the road clearly, he accidentally stepped on the ground, but

She would have fallen under the cliff. It took almost a lot of effort for Lyrilla to climb up. But even so, it still took a lot of time. And now is the time for her to pick up guests, as she only picks up the poles for the day.

If Lairla, who has a small number of customers, accepts one less customer, the loss to the kiln will be huge.

"You shouldn't be here now, that hotel will punish you!" Lairila was stunned for a moment. She originally thought she would blame herself for coming too late, but she didn't expect that she actually cared about her.

"What does this have to do with you? What does it have to do with you when and where I am, whether I will be punished or not. After feeding you a few mouthfuls of food, do you really think you are me? Wild dog."

"Do you have a crush on me? That's right, no matter how dirty you are, no matter how young you are, you are still a man. As a man, I definitely have that kind of thoughts about women. I'm not bragging. As a woman, I have that aspect.

But he is very good at it, and I guarantee that you will be unforgettable in your life. Yes, no matter you are a beggar, an old man, or even a patient. It doesn’t matter how ugly or old you are, five hundred thousand sulas, I will be yours, as long as you can afford it.

Money, even a wild dog like you can give me money." Larry stretched out his foot and gently stepped on the little beggar's chest, drawing circles, and his movements became more and more seductive as his tone became more and more seductive.

The more charming she became, she moved up the little beggar's chest, lifted his chin with her feet, and looked at him with a half-smiling expression.

"Your feet are shaking." Lyrela's expression froze and her movements stopped.

"Not only your feet, your body is also trembling. Although you acted very calm, your body still betrayed you. You must be scared, afraid of the punishment after you go back." Lyrela put the plush back on her feet.

She was shaking in her shoes, and her expression could not be seen in the dim firelight under her head.

"I have also heard about you in the past month. You work in a kiln called Zhenji Bagan. The most distinctive and profitable one in that kiln is Bagan." "Shut up!"

Lyrela's swaying feet stopped, and she said in a very low voice, "Stop." But the voice was too low and the little beggar didn't hear it, and continued to speak.

"Bagen is the eight escort girls who sell their innocence. You are one of them. As the most important escort girl in the brothel, you have not made any money for the brothel. The boss of Zhenji Bagen is not a kind-hearted person.

On the contrary, he is famous for his cruelty and greed. You made him lose so much money, and I want to wait for your punishment..."

Lyrilla was almost roaring. Under the dim candlelight, one or two drops of crystal liquid dripped from her face. She stretched out her hand to wipe her eyes, raised her head, and stared at the little beggar with fierce eyes.