The Bald Thug of Uchiha’s Family

Sanzhi Temple didn't expect Xuan Zang to be able to fight like this, yelling, and quickly boarded the carriage, seemingly ready to leave.

The remaining samurai executed his orders perfectly, even knowing that he had to face Xuan Zang's nine deaths.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to stop Xuan Zang, the carriage of Sanzhi Temple quickly left, and Xuan Zang was also unable to stop it.

"call!"

Xuan Zang let out a sigh of relief as he watched the dead body lying around.

The gap between ninja and ordinary people is so big, even if this ninja is a chakra exhausted ninja, even if this ordinary person is a trained samurai.

"It's okay!"

Xuan Zang alone cut down all the samurai who remained, and said to Xiahu who was lying on the ground in early spring.

"It's okay! Can't die!"

Xiahu in early spring is also open-minded at this time.

"My lord, my lord!"

Eight-character Hu didn't know where he got out of, and screamed and ran to Xiahu Xiahu to hold Xiahu's shoulders.

"Idiot! Don't help me up yet."

Xiahu in early spring does not blame the Eight-character Hu. After all, the Eight-character Hu knows no martial arts. In such a scene, it is true that you can only find a place to hide.

"Yes Yes!"

Ba Zi Hu quickly agreed, and took the arm of Xiahu that was intact in early spring, and helped him up.

"hiss!"

Affecting the wound on his body, he took a breath in early spring.

"Do you want to continue to the capital?"

Xuan Zang said.

"Why don't you go? When you arrive in the capital, it is not the place where his Sanzhi Temple can be heard."

Xiahu persisted in early spring.

"It's up to you, but I need a break."

Xuan Zang doesn't understand, it's all like this, and he has to go to the capital in early spring. Does he have anything to rely on?

No matter what he was going to do, Xuan Zang needed to regain his state, and his life should be in his own hands.

Let Bazi Hu help the tiger near the carriage in early spring, and simply bandage it with the medicine on the carriage. Xuan Zang sits on the carriage, ready to face the unknown challenge.

In the early spring, Xiahu returned to the capital after all. On the day when he arrived in the capital, nearly a hundred samurai greeted each other on the road, shouting "Hello General!"

Xuan Zang stood with his hands in his arms and said nothing.

In early spring, Xiahu seemed to have expected such a situation long ago, and his expression remained unchanged, allowing these warriors to follow him into the city, with no two powers at the moment.

"In this case, my task is complete."

Standing on the roof of the car, Xuan Zang saw a figure standing on the wall.

"Sanzhi Temple!"

Xiahu naturally saw that person in early spring and cried out.

"Humph!"

Sanzhi Temple waved and left, followed by a group of subordinates.

"Ha ha!"

In early spring, Xiahu laughed loudly and waved an arm like a triumphant general.

"Go, go back!"

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