In the hotel, the master buried his head deep in his arms. He couldn''t stop praying in his heart. He hoped that the gods guarding the forbearance world would respond to his prayers and protect Zhang Han against the enemy.

    More importantly, I hope Zhang Han will no longer use the power of the devil!

    Those who have seen such a white bone mask once never want to see you again

    "Never had such a feeling, so powerless, so cowardly!"

    I don''t know how long later, the master slowly raised his head, looked at the clock hanging on the wall, smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, "I didn''t expect to be protected by that kid, but I was unexpectedly relieved! Sure enough, I''m still not suitable to be a ninja? I just want to be protected..."

    "Oh! What do you think? How can I be interested in that kid who doesn''t have neat hair? I''m just... Just worried about him! That''s all..."

    Thinking of this, the master looked around like a frightened rabbit. Looking at the quiet room and the closed door, he felt a little heavy again.

    "It''s been so long. Zhang Han hasn''t come back yet. Will... What happened?"

    "No! I''ll go and see what happens anyway!"

    The more he thought about it, the more anxious he was. He grabbed his coat and put it on his body and walked to the door.

    As soon as I opened the door, I saw Zhang Han standing straight outside the door in a dark robe.

    "You... You''re back!"

    The master happily looked at the handsome face, dark red broken hair, with rain hanging on the hair tip, drop by drop, dropping on his cheek.

    I don''t know why, tears burst out of my eyes.

    "Yo, are you... Worried about me?"

    Zhang Han''s face burst into a bright smile. He raised his hand. His thumb and index finger held the master''s exquisite chin and joked, "don''t worry, an annoying kid like me won''t die so easily!"

    You... Dare to flirt with me!

    The master was stunned. His brown eyes were wide open. No one had ever dared to be so frivolous and presumptuous in front of her! For a moment, I didn''t know how to deal with it

    Dong!

    Before long, the Master seemed to think of his most powerful weapon and hit Zhang Han hard in the stomach.

    "Hum! Dare to flirt with your teacher, this is the price!"

    Zhang Han held his breath, covered his stomach and half knelt on the ground. He felt that the stomach bag was twisted and tangled by the blow, and the penetrating pain was transmitted to the nerve.

    "You...!"

    If the master had not only recovered 20% of his strength, I''m afraid this blow would cost him half his life.

    "Oh, cough, cough..."

    Zhang Han coughed a few times and finally spit out the accumulated exhaust gas from his chest. He trembled and pointed to the master and said in a hate voice, "you... You actually... Oh, cough, do you want to go to short book street to kill the four sides?"

    In this case, if you say it to anyone, I''m afraid you will be greeted with ridicule. However, for the master, it is absolutely a terrible killer!

    "Oh! This... This is all misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

    The master''s complexion changed greatly. He squatted down quickly, mixed with Zhang Han''s arm, helped him to stand up, walked into the room and flattered, "just now, I was excited and didn''t recognize you! Don''t mind..."

    "To be honest, you are the best and most lovely of all my disciples. How can the teacher be willing to punish you!"

    Zhang Han couldn''t help rolling his eyes and lying obliquely on the sofa without moving.

    ok You take me as a disciple. The best and the worst seem to make no difference!

    Seeing Zhang Han''s tired face, it was obvious that the previous battle was not as easy as what he said. The master scratched his ears and cheeks nervously. He was afraid that the other party would be dissatisfied and cancelled his trip to the short book street.

    Glancing around, the master''s eyes brightened, grabbed an apple, held a fruit knife in his right hand, and quickly scratched a few times, and all the peel was peeled off.

    "Don''t be angry. I apologize to you and have an apple!"

    With a flattering smile on his face, the master handed the pared apple to Zhang Han.

    "Ah..."

    Zhang Han did not move, but opened his mouth and motioned to the other party to feed himself. My heart is cramping with laughter.

    Hum! You must understand who is the real uncle!

    The master gently bit his lower lip, his eyes twitched, and blue blood vessels appeared on his forehead.

    Damn it! This kid is obviously playing with himself... Forget it, in order to kill the four sides in the short book street in the future and win back all the money lost before, let''s bear it for the time being!

    At the thought of the picture of himself waving Fang Qiu in the casino, the master couldn''t help pulling the corners of his mouth, with a warm smile on his face, and slowly handed the apple to Zhang Han''s mouth.

    Being served by the princess of Mori''s thousand hand family and the famous master Ji in the forbearance field, Zhang Han''s inner satisfaction soared infinitely. He bit the apple comfortably and narrowed his eyes like two crescent moons.

    "By the way, during the battle just now, those Yuren revealed a message that Muye and Yuyin were at war!"

    what?! There has been a war

    The master knows the chaotic situation in the tolerance world clearly, but he doesn''t want any more war in his heart. He always subconsciously chooses to ignore the news in this regard.

    Now, when the war between Muye and Yuyin came into my ears, I was shocked. For a moment, there were five flavors in my heart, and all kinds of flavors came up.

    It seems that he saw the struggle on Gang''s hand. Zhang Han comforted, "Ninja exists for war. In fact, you have already understood that this kind of thing can''t be avoided anyway..."

    "Asshole! Is this a consolation? Why is your consolation always so unconventional???"

    In the face of Zhang Han, the master always has a feeling that he is facing the big snake pill.

    "I just told the truth."

    Zhang Han shrugged and said indifferently, "everyone depends on their own knowledge and cognition, and is bound by these things, which is also called reality."

    "Would rather immerse yourself in the false fantasy woven by your heart than face the reality that brings cruelty and sadness to yourself. Are you the same?"

    Zhang Han''s words seemed to poke the weakest place in the master''s heart. She sat down on the sofa and said sadly, "I just... Just don''t want another war, and don''t want anyone to shed blood and sacrifice for it!"

    "It''s not difficult to do this. As long as you are strong enough to kill all the Ninjas in the tolerance world, peace will come naturally!"

    "What are you talking about?!"

    The master looked serious and scolded, "how can you have such an extreme idea?"

    Zhang Han sniffed, "the idea that is not extreme is that there will be World War I, World War II, and perhaps three or four wars in the future! It can not be denied that the purpose of cultivating ninjas in major countries is to deal with war!"