One Piece Bounty System

In front of the hand is a little boy with short brown hair, who seems to be avoiding monsters, and keeps running all the way.

"Sister, let me go, I won't dare next time."

"Kid, you dare to skip classes, is it itchy?!"

"No, ah!"

The rope tree was accidentally tripped to the ground by the stones under the feet, and finally it was caught by the master.

Holding the clothes of the rope tree, the hand anger said: "How many times have you been told to you? As a descendant of a thousand hands, the future of a thousand hands depends on you. Why don't you know how to go ahead, skip classes, skip class! Have you put your sister's words in your ear!"

The rope tree was shackled by the hand, and under the force, the body half hanged on the ground.

The familiar and beautiful face became a little distorted because of anger. The rope tree was not consciously afraid. His sister was terrible. He was very strict with him. Once there was anything wrong with her, he would be severely punished. He I really doubt if I am her younger brother.

Gradually, because of fear, the tears in the eyes of the ropes are unconsciously flashing, and the shining tears are dazzling in the sun.

"Rose tree..."

Seeing the tears in the ropes of the rope tree, the heart of the hand trembled, wasn’t he too much, biting his lips, his face showing an unnatural look, and immediately loosening the clothes of the rope tree, slamming, the rope tree fell On the ground, a crying voice.

"Hey, sister, you slow down."

The rope tree touched the buttocks and stood up. The figure was only on the chest of the hand.

"Sister, I am wrong, I will not dare again next time." The rope tree was red with her eyes, and her sister's appearance really frightened him, and then pulled the outline of the hand, and pleased her.

"Rose tree, forgive you this time, the next time, you must not spare." The hand turned to the past, quietly wiped the corners of the eyes, but her heart is sad thought.

Rope tree, my good intentions, when can you understand when you can grow up? Really want to spend my whole life on my sister's side?

Since the death of the column and the day, the power of the thousand hands and the family has fallen sharply. To the generation of the master, there is only a single pass of the generation of the rope tree.

In the village of Muye, the patriarch is a patriarch, although the hand is a thousand hands, but there is no right to inherit the leadership position of the thousand hands. For the revival of the thousand hands and one family, the master who is the sister of the hand has shouldered the teaching of the rope tree. Responsibility, as both a sister and a mother, is supervising all the actions of the rope tree.

On the surface, the tops of Muye Village are very respectful to them, but the people in the Ming Dynasty understand that this is only superficial. In the dark, everyone has a heart for the blood of a thousand hands.

For many years, the people of the thousand hands and ones have not died in war, and more are the calculations of death from others. The reason is that they are powerful rafters. In the high-level wood leaves, many people are also eager for the ability of a thousand hands, but because it is not convenient to start, they can only suppress this idea.

After the three generations received the apprentices as apprentices, the original planners of the planners hit the idea of ​​the rope tree. The master knew this deeply. For the safety of the rope tree, the master did not guard him all the time, and Supervise the rope tree cultivation, I hope he can grow up as soon as possible until he has the strength to protect himself.

"sister"

Seeing the movement of the hand back, the rope tree trembled, and the hand gave him too much.

The hand is well-intentioned, and the rope tree knows it. However, because the young people are greedy and play, they often skip classes and play. This is very confusing, so they often punish the rope tree.

Perhaps this is the special relationship between the naughty brother and the bitter sister. Although the master often punishes the rope tree, the rope tree still has no complaints. After all, it is good for him.

I don't know when, the rope tree has a strong dependence on the hands, and what troubles should be the master's cooking, being bullied, and he will tell the master the first time.

Every time, after the master gave him a meal, he immediately took him to discuss the argument, and took the lead for him. He did not hesitate to make a big move for him. He lost all the duties of the ninja and was willing to fight with a group of children.

Looking at the back of the hand, the rope tree eyes flashed an intimate look, my sister, as long as I stayed by your side for a lifetime, you will be protected for a lifetime, just fine...

Time passes, after all, everything can't be controlled.

The second round of the end of the world war broke out, the tide of fighting swept through the leaves, the calm and tranquility of the past was shattered.

The war was raging, and the smoke was everywhere. The struggle under the political interest was like the north wind, ravaging the entire region.

The master left the village, participated in the battle with Yuren Village, faced the powerful enemy, for the peace of the village, for the victory of the war, exhausted all forces and the Muye ninja to fight against the enemy.

Finally, Konoha triumphed in the battle with Yu Rencun, and returned to Muye with joy, waiting for her is the news of the death of the rope tree.

In the morgue, the pale shroud, the rows of corpses quietly parked in some dark rooms~www.wuxiaspot.com~The hands are squatting, the spirits are stunned, and the shroud in front of them is uncovered. The dead tree of the rope tree appeared in front of the eyes.

"Rose tree..."

The hand trembled, grabbed his face and rolled his tears off his cheeks. "Not really, this is not true..."

She also clearly remembered that the rope tree made a promise to her. "Sister, wait for the end of the war, I will give you a present, haha, look forward to it..."

The sound of the rope tree seems to echo in the ear, and the smile is still the same as yesterday.

However, the corpse in front of me, cold and stiff, has already had some plaques, which all indicate the fact that the rope tree is dead.

Stretching out his hand and stroking the already cold cheek, the hand is sad, this kind of blow can't bear it for her.

The loved ones left from the side of the hand, and now she is left alone. The shape is only a single form. The strength of the appearance is just a cover. Who can know the sadness in the heart of the hand...

Under the war, the war, the war of human life, the family's apoptosis, the decline of the people, the first family of the former ninja was gradually buried by history, all, all the glory turned into dust, leaving only the legends of the past, Spread the population and write a history book.

Since the death of the rope tree, the master did not know how he spent it, and the sustenance in his heart, the promise has long been annihilated with the death of the rope tree.

Every time, when I return home, the master will get used to saying "I am back."

Only today, the master is ready to export this sentence, only to realize that there is only one person left in this room.

When I got to the lips, it turned into a silent whimper.

The hands and feet are exhausted, and the body falls on the tatami. The cold touch comes from the loneliness of the soul and the coldness between the squares...

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