Jiraiya said nothing, staring at Changfeng's words and deeds.

Looking at him "gulp", he finished drinking a whole bottle of wine in just a few seconds. I don't know who was in the hall suddenly shouted: "Lord Changfeng is so good to drink!"

For a moment, everyone cheered.

Cheers and applause were endless.

Everyone's reaction made Jirai laugh and said, "Sir Naruto, he really has a good drinker."

After saying that, he looked at the wine in his hand, then looked down at the whole table of food, looking reluctant to speak.

"Mr. Jiraiya, I wonder what plans are there for returning to Konoha this time?"

Changfeng kept observing the other party. Seeing his expression, he asked with a move in his heart.

"Ha ha……"

Jiraiya raised his head and smiled twice, drank the wine in the wine pot, and shook his head: "Actually, there is nothing. I have been traveling outside for a long time over the years, and I happened to return to the Land of Fire recently, so I came back to take a look."

"The village is still as peaceful as before..."

He said that, his eyes moved, and he picked up the chopsticks as if nothing had happened, and made a gesture to Changfeng.

Judging from his words and distinguishes his expression, Changfeng knew that the last hint of hostility in Jiraiya's heart had completely dissipated.

Otherwise, with the personality of this hero, he would not be sitting here and chatting and laughing with him. Instead, he should rise up and use his fame to call on other families to resist Uchiha and avenge the third generation of Naruto.

Just like he took action against his former disciple Penn Tiandao and his former companion friend Orochimaru.

Since Jirai didn't do this now, Changfeng certainly didn't expose it.

Everything was tacit, and everyone was happy.

"Old Jiraiya is famous and is a veteran ninja in our Konoha Ninja Village. Since I am back this time, I hope I can invite you to participate in the affairs of the village."

Changfeng handed the other party a pot of wine and smiled and sent an invitation.

He picked up the wine pot and touched it gently, and Jiraiya's eyes flashed with surprise.

Immediately he laughed heartily and shook his head: "I have become accustomed to a free life and dealing with the affairs of the village. With Hizuka, Shizuku, and Fugaku, they assist you, I believe I can do it well."

"The village is thriving now. Isn't it the credit for Lord Naruto and everyone who have worked hard to manage the village?"

He turned his head and looked at Hinata Hinata, Uchiha Fuga and others by the window.

These words were not deliberately concealed, and as long as you are a ninja in the hall, you can hear them clearly.

Seeing Jiraiya's gaze, Fugaku, Hirasa and others nodded in response.

"Do you like living a life of unrestrainedness? That's a pity... I'm going to let you be a Naruto consultant."

Changfeng picked up a mouthful of food and then poured a big mouthful of wine.

But I chuckled secretly in my heart.

He had long known that Jiraiya's personality belonged to the type of inconvenient.

Not to mention letting him be a consultant, even if he simply handles the daily affairs of the village, he may not be happy.

After all, compared to writing books and “taking materials”, office life is much more boring.

The two of them talked about the topics of the whole world.

During the conversation, Changfeng could clearly feel it, and Jiraiya was still testing and testing himself intentionally or unintentionally.

Fortunately, Changfeng was a human being in his two lives, and he was extremely familiar with the plot of Naruto. His rich experience naturally made him answer and answer without any difficulty in communicating.

As the conversation deepened, Jiraiya felt more and more surprised.

I never expected that Changfeng's knowledge was not proportional to his age!

Gradually, he completely relaxed his potential concerns about the young Naruto Changfeng, and no longer set questions to test the other party, but opened his heart and drank a big gulp.

The more they chatted, the more they drank, and before they knew it, the sun was already in the west.

Although the degree of sake is not very high, Jiraiya still looks a bit drunk.

He stood up staggeringly and walked towards the wind.

"Today... I can, can taste, and taste the... cooking skills of Lord Naruto, it's so honorable!"

"It's getting late... Lord Changfeng..."

"I still have to go and get the materials...hehehe..."

Jiraiya showed a bad smile on her face and put her hands on Changfeng's shoulders.

"I heard that Lord Jiraiya is a writer. If you have time, you must read your works."

Changfeng helped him and sent him to the door.

"No, there is no need to send me... Lord Naruto..."

Stepping out of the door, Jiraiya turned around and waved his hand at Changfeng, "My...my...my works, intimate, intimate heaven, series... very, very suitable... especially for young people like you,..."

"If you have time, I will sign it by myself... and I will give you a set..."

He smiled wickedly, and then shook his eyes again.

Although I knew in my heart that Jiraiya was pretending, but she was not drunk. This guy often used this trick to get the information he wanted in izakayas everywhere.

However, Changfeng did not expose it at this time and nodded as the other party's words.

"Then it's just a matter of determination, Lord Jiraiya."

"I'm also looking forward to the "Intimate Paradise" series!"

"One, one word is...it's a certainty!"

"No, don't give it to me..."

Jiraiya waved his hand again, shaking his head and walking away without looking back.

Withdrew his gaze, Changfeng turned around and returned to his seat as if nothing had happened. Hinata Hizuka and others immediately looked moved, but seeing that Changfeng had no instructions, everyone suppressed and said nothing.

Changfeng, who returned to his seat, continued to drink.

Soon, the atmosphere in the hall returned to its original state and everyone started to chat enthusiastically.

It seems that nothing has happened.

...

"Divine power!"

Kakashi injected chakra into the kaleidoscope of his left eye and displayed his power to a big tree more than ten meters away.

In conjunction with Orochimaru's transplantation, the modified Hashimara cells were used to use Wood Exit.

I saw that a pitiful big tree surrounded by one person appeared in a circle of whirlpool marks from the middle of the trunk.

Then there was a crisp "click" sound, and the trunk seemed to be twisted by some terrible force and broke directly from the middle position.

"It's done, it's successful!"

Seeing the magic power he used, Kakashi finally broke the tree trunk successfully.

But before he could continue to show off, he suddenly covered his chest and fell to the ground half-kneeling.

“Um…”

The severe pain seemed to be stabbed directly on the chest with a knife and turned violently.

In an instant, Kakashi sweated coldly and took a quick breath.

"Hahaha……"

He opened his mouth and gasped heavily, looking at his hands in astonishment, his face full of confusion.

"What's going on? Orochimaru?"

Under the trunk not far away, Changfeng leaned on the trunk with his arms in his arms, turned to glance at Orochimaru beside him.

"The Sharingan that has been opened for a long time has put a heavy burden on Kakashi's body. Now he has transplanted the cells of Hashirama, causing his body to further repel."

"But don't worry, Lord Changfeng."

"The cells have undergone special improvements, and some of the side effects that have occurred have basically disappeared."

"It only takes a while to adapt to it, Kakashi will be able to control the power of Wood Exit and Maneidoscope Sharingan."

Orochimaru smiled evilly and answered respectfully.

"How long will it take?"

“Hmph…”

Orochimaru did not answer, but stared at Kakashi who was slowly standing up and let out an evil laugh.

"Sir Naruto, I'm fine..."

“You can continue practicing!”

He reached out to wipe away the cold sweat from his forehead and felt the surging chakra inside his body. This unprecedented feeling made Kakashi a little excited.
To be continued...