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Chapter 367 The grandson of thousands of generations wants to create people

Sand Hidden Village.

A certain earthen house with a simple surface but full of high-tech inside.

Chiyo, who is over forty years old, is sealing several well-made puppets back into the scroll after careful maintenance.

"Grandma..." Scorpion, a little guy, grabbed her trouser legs: "You are like your parents, are you going for a long time?"

Chiyo gave up his work.

She bent down and pressed her hands on the round little face: "Scorpion, grandma, I promise I will be back within this year."

"real?"

"real."

The scorpion, who was originally squinted his mouth, nodded vigorously at this time: "In this year."

"Yes..." Chiyo, who stroked his little face, repeated gently in a tone: "In this year."

After a moment, she placed her eyes on the clock and gently released her hands.

"Scorpion, you must listen to your uncle at home."

"I know, Grandma Chiyo."

After her figure disappeared, the lonely scorpion looked at the empty house and couldn't help but feel sad.

"Mom and Dad are like this, Chiyo grandma..."

More than three months is very long for children.

Scorpion, who didn't know what to do, collapsed on the sofa in the living room without moving.

He looked at the remote control at the coffee table, hesitated for a few seconds and held it in his hand.

It was around 8 o'clock in the morning, and it happened to be the TV station in Sand Village, where children's cartoons were played.

"Wow!!!"

The scorpion looked at the screen, a large red and blue truck transformed into a human form that could move freely, and immediately opened its mouth wide.

"Megatron!" The big truck shouted at the gray-white plane in the sky.

The lens gives the big dust machine that is rapidly diving and descending.

The red and white round fan pattern at the nose of the machine gave it a close-up of three seconds.

"Optimus Prime..."

After Kakakkak's deformation, Lao Wei, who had landed safely, pointed his own small pistol at the pillar with an angry face on the opposite side.

After a splash of gorgeous special effects of biubiu, the pillar successfully beat Lao Wei away.

At this time, the camera is facing the front of the truck.

The scorpion always felt that the tree ring pattern flashed by, and seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"..." The little red head hung down, and after trying to recall for a while, he shook his head and stopped continuing.

The Transformers on TV just now were obviously more attractive to him than these two patterns.

"Automan and Decepticon..."

"Optimus Prime and Megatron..."

Scorpion's young heart was shocked by the cartoon just now.

When he arrived at Chiyo's room, he looked at some scattered puppet parts on the table.

He came to the garage at home again and looked at the yellowish car in front of him.

"Three and a half months should be over soon..."

The little red head returned to his room, holding a piece of draft paper, writing and drawing on it.

...

Inside the Falcon flying at high speed.

The three generations of Fengying who crossed the entire Wind Kingdom and came to the Fire Kingdom are chatting with Chiyo.

"I heard that the temper of the first Naruto granddaughter is exactly the same as that of him."

"That's fine..." Chiyo thought of a certain forbidden savage, and his expression became a little unnatural: "At least it won't be annoying."

"Cough cough..." The third generation of Fengying, who was coughing awkwardly, put his eyes back outside the window of the machine.

The second-generation Hokage who has become famous in the ninja world, is not without a reason why Tomora Senju has been single for many years.

"Hmph, Sahiko's spy!"

When Chiyo, who was in his teenage years old, was suspected that the purpose of this accidental encounter was impure when he first met him.

Both of them are geniuses, who hasn't had a temper yet?

The next development is very simple, it is nothing more than that Chiyo has completely extinguished, and the little flame in his heart is focused on the puppet.

The third generation Fengying, who is a few years younger than her, dare not make any comments on this past.

When he first took office, the other party had a very bad temper. He had only had a grandson in the past few years, so he didn't have to go to the battlefield to restrain himself.

When the Falcon, which was used for Wind Shadow, landed on the south side of the Kingdom of Fire, a black feathered robe crossed the border of the Kingdom of Grass.

The atmosphere inside this plane is much more lively.

Mamba and Ango, Tsunade, who had a disgust on his face, and Jiraiya, who followed him with Death, made the cabin as lively as a vegetable market.

"Get out of here!"

"No, you need my personal protection."

Jiraiya, who was sitting next to Tsunade, was ruthlessly squeezed into the aisle.

Mamba shook her head and sighed in her heart that this person's realm was so high.

"Dear, why do I think they are flirting?"

"Well, there's some truth..."

Jiraiya stood up and showed his indomitable spirit.

Sitting steadily beside Tsunade, he pulled out a smile that he thought was flawless on his face, which was thick as a city wall.

Tsunade, who was a little nauseous and disgusting, turned her face to the other side.

"Tsunade..."

"Shut up!"

"No, I need..."

"Xinai!"

After a clang, Jiraiya, who had a face on his face, was still in his seat.

Such a miserable scene made Mamba and Ange turn their heads involuntarily.

"Dear, are young people so wild now?"

"Beating is a kiss, scolding is love, and beating and kissing is true love."

"It makes sense..."

They looked at the two people who were "flirting" and felt the long-lost youthful atmosphere.

"No, aren't they just a few years younger than us?" An Ge discovered the blind spot.

"Ah..." Mamba sighed: "Are we getting married a little early?"

"Ouch..." He was grabbed by his ears and quickly changed his words: "It was my fault, it was my impulse."

An Ge smiled sweetly and then let go of his hand.

As for the country of wind, what can young people with material scarcity do when they are bored?

Occasionally, some physical and mental activities can live much more interesting and moisturized than some golden bachelors in Konoha.

...

It was not until evening that the feathered jacket number arrived at its destination.

The third generation of Naruto, who didn't want to come out to greet, suddenly felt the urge to run away after seeing Jiraiya's face.

"Three generations of old man!" As soon as Tsunade showed his face, he reported the haunting victim: "Jiraiya left his post without authorization and asked someone to put him in jail!"

The three generations of Fengying and Chiyo who were traveling with each other were stunned by this sentence in an instant.

"Didn't I say..."

"Is this true?" Tsunade turned around and looked at the victim angrily: "I'm afraid Orochimaru feels lonely there. Is it appropriate for you to say he comes with me?"

The third generation of Naruto, who had only issued orders to the Kingdom of Grass and properly arranged orders, remembered the three ninja troops there, and understood what was going on with them.

Tsunade, who is getting more and more beautiful as she grows, will definitely be pursued by many people.

Jiraiya, who is closest to him, would not be worthy of being in the newspaper, and would publish the rankings of Konoha beauties.
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