Chapter 610

Name:Naruto Shikigami Aizen Author:
At this time, the blue dyed face had a gentle smile.

Although on the battlefield of this mess, the smile on his face still exudes soft warmth, and smiles at Dida.

Being stared at by blue dye, Dida La couldn’t help but feel a little nervous and restrained!

It seems that he also perceives his own changing mindset, and he can't help but adjust his emotions.

"Hey, hello, how can I do it without anyone else to judge it??"

"What is 'you are very good'!?"

Speaking of this, I saw his hands on his chest, not looking at the blue dyed entire group, and some of them were high-spirited.

“Even if you are a legendary blue dye, it doesn’t mean you are qualified to judge me!”

With his words fell on the field.

It seems that for a moment, the atmosphere on the field has solidified for a while!

Although the face is expressionless, but at the bottom of my heart, there are some cold sweats that Dida's rash action for this moment.

Sure enough.... Is this guy a fool?...

On the silver side of the side is a fox-like smile, smirking and looking at the arrogant Dida, secretly thought.

Really a young fearless little devil....

How long have you heard that someone dared to speak to Blue Stained Captain?... It seems...

After losing the camouflage from the blue dyed Captain.... No one dared to despise the blue dyed Captain so much....

At this moment, Urchiola slowly moved a pair of green scorpions to Dida's body, and the cold eyes of the eyes were cold and cold.

His thin body also slowly shows the fear of oppression, even if the cockroaches on the side can clearly feel that expression is dignified.

This.... Is this the strength of the first ten blades?

There is such a terrifying momentum! ?

And the Dida Lama stared by Urchiola was involuntarily immersed in cold sweat.

His eyes couldn't help but look at him with horror. Just by virtue of his imposing manner, he could make his faint feelings difficult to breathe. Urchiola is full of incredulous feelings!

These guys, who is it! ?

At this time, it was seen that the blue dye was gently waved, and for a moment, the solidified atmosphere was instantly resolved.

I saw a smile on his face and glanced at Urchiola, whispering.

"Let's relax, Urchiola, since Didara has passed the test, he already has the qualification to become a member of us, not necessarily so harsh."

When I heard blue dyed words, Urchiola respectfully nodded, voice calmly said.

"Follow your instructions, blue dyed adults!"

Seeing this scene, the silver scorpion couldn't be stunned, and the bottom of the eye flashed a touch of fineness, and the inner secret thought.

It’s really a loyal guy...

I got the weight of the nothingness.....you are behind the blue dyed Captain.... It’s really a headache when you think about it...

On the other side, Dida La couldn’t help but look at the blue dye that was respected by Urchiola.

The legend of the world of tolerance....Blue dyed right....

This guy...what is it? ? Why even such a powerhouse is dominated by him! ?

At this time, Dida's mind could not help but recall some scenes when he was young.

"bang!"

Above the barren rocky mountains, I saw the young Dida Lama carrying brown soil with a smile on his face.

The brown clay that he had fabricated from each and everyone was thrown down under the rocky mountain, like a series of guns, making a loud noise.

Just as he was having fun, suddenly, shout out loudly, but it sounded on the court, and shocked the young little Dida.

"Didala, you are playing these useless things!!"

"How does the old man teach you how to play these little things all day, how can you grow into the power of Yan Ren Village!"

I saw a small silhouette under the cliff under the rock mountain, and suddenly raised his hand from the bottom, and stared at the Dida at this time.

Seeing the little silhouette, the little Dida La couldn't help but look a little.

"Big.. Ohno Wood Teacher!"

As he said, he carried his hand and wanted to hide the remaining clay behind him.

In midair, Ohno's sharp eyes in the eagle's sharp eyes flashed a fine man, cold and cold behind him, shouted in a deep voice.

"Give me the messy things!"

Hearing his words, Little Didala was obviously unwilling, but he could not violate his orders.

I was so reluctant to leave the clay that had not been fabricated in my hands. Even so, his eyes were always reluctantly looked at the clay on the ground. This made it difficult for Ohno to be angry and angry.

"I feel like you were so big, I have already entered the battlefield to kill the enemy. You look at you, all these messy gadgets all day, what kind of system!"

Hearing that Ohno was insulting his dreams again and again, Little Didara couldn’t help but look up at him and retorted.

"This is art!"

Hearing the little Dida La dare to refute, Ohnomu couldn’t help but sink his eyes, and he would like to hit him if he raised his hand!

In this regard, the little Dida La is not afraid, immediately bent down and put those clay in his arms, regardless of the mess, childish voice.

“Even if it’s said that Ohno’s Teacher is not all right, obviously...you have lost yourself to Blue Dye, so you can’t be wrong with Teacher’s education!”

As his child's voice shouted into the field, the palm that should have been swung down was stagnant in the air.

I saw that Ohno's eyes were slightly dim, and his face was black, but he was hoared sole solemnly.

"Who are you listening to, Dida!!"

Hearing his words, the little Dida La could not help but sneak a look at him, watching him not hands, only whispered.

“Everyone said, you lost to blue dye, and you also made a lot of damage to the village with the tiger!”

"If it wasn't for the blue dye that died at that time, what would happen to our Yan Ren Village at this time!"

Listening to the voice of the little Daddara's voice, Ohno's face was gloomy and uncertain, and finally turned into a sigh.

He put away his palms and put his hands behind his back, without the anger before him. Instead, it was more like a late old man.

I saw that he slowly turned around and there seemed to be no desire to continue to educate Dida.

However, at the moment before he left, he gently turned his head and looked at the little Dida, with a very complicated look. His voice was a little hoarse.

"In the eyes of the old man, Didara's qualifications are limitless... even if it is more than the blue dyed genius that surpasses ordinary people, it may not be inferior."

"But....Blue dye will probably not put your mind on this strange way when you are so big..."

Hearing his words, Little Didara was obviously angry and muttered.

"This is art!"

Ohnomu waved his hand and hoarse.

"Forget it... you will naturally understand it later..."

At this time, a blue-sounding inquiry was to pull Didara out of his memory.

“Can you show me your art, Didala?”

Upon hearing this voice, Didara apparently stunned, and looked up at the blue dye that was smiling at him at this time, and could not help but feel a little annoyed.

In his mind, he echoed what the old man said, and he couldn’t help but hesitate, glanced at the blue dye and the others, only said solemnly.

"Now....you should tell me who you are?"

Speaking of this, he turned his eyes to the embarrassment that has been silent.