In the vast and deep valley, except for the echo of the boy's waving his claws to hit the wooden stakes, there was only the occasional crackling sound of the torch burning.

Broken-Ao Poluo secretly hid behind the pillar, observing the every move of the practicing boy, and using his short limbs as much as possible to imitate.

The black and red armored figure hid in the shadow behind it and had been observed for a while.

Even though he is knowledgeable, it is difficult for him to believe his eyes at this moment - a small animal that is not even human, who is actually imitating ninjutsu that only humans can master?

Can its small head really understand the mystery? Can those eyes see the true meaning of the shadow?

Duanjiao Poluo cannot understand the so-called mystery of shadow, but it can directly feel the mood of a young apprentice when practicing.

The boy became more and more skillful, and every time he made progress, he was aware of the perception. As long as he adjusted his mood to a similar level and continued to repeat the moves, he might be able to touch the threshold of the mystery of the shadow.

The white fur ball stretched out its short and thick claws and swung forward. Its movement became more and more standard. The black-armored ninja noticed that at the moment of swinging the claws, the light and shadow seemed to be disturbed in an instant.

There is no tattoo, how could it be?

Duanjiao Poluo practiced his qigong with concentration, and a black hand suddenly grabbed it from behind.

"っ?Д?)っjiji!!"

With his feet off the ground, he lost the feeling of being down to earth, and he screamed in horror.

The screams instantly alarmed the master and apprentice in the practice room. They all turned around and saw a ninja in black and red armor grab an unknown animal in his hand.

The thing was only the size of a palm, furry and round, and its four legs were hanging in the air, making a funny sound. I don’t know if it was born so round or was fed the day after tomorrow, just like a meat sheep specially raised to eat meat.

"Master of Tribulation!"

"Master of Tribulation..."

"Shi, should I say you are fascinated by practicing martial arts? This Dong XZ didn't notice it behind the pillar for a long time. If it were replaced by a balanced assassin, your life would have been gone long ago." A low voice came from under the steel mask, and the questioning of the man named the robbery made the boy lower his head in humiliation.

"Its breath is weak, I thought it was just a mouse, and I didn't care." The geisha dressed in a show answered truthfully.

"Forget it, you guys keep training, I'll deal with it."

Jie carried Poluo towards the direction of the arch, but Poluo suddenly broke free from his hand and rolled down the steps.

He did not chase after him immediately, but raised his hand and looked at him.

As the Lord of Shadowflow, is there any possibility that he will fail? So how did this guy break free from him?

Seeing that Jie had no movement, Shi finally separated her wide sleeves and stretched out a pair of thin hands, with black tattoos on his skin.

She raised her palm, and the hazy vortex of black air condensed in the palm of her palm, then condensed into a circling shadow of a black snake. The black snake slipped away from her slender fingertips, drilled into the shadow under her feet, and then emerged from the shadow behind Poluo, and opened her needle teeth and bit it down.

"Don't kill it, I'll use it to work."

As soon as Jie's voice came out, Shi immediately turned his palm, and the black snake's staggered mouth turned into a black rope instead of wrapping it around with its body.

Her eyes looked at Jie through the mask, but he did not give an explanation. He just walked down the steps, grabbed Poluo, who was bound on the ground and could not move, and then left the palace.

...

"Shopkeeper, it's time for supper."

Roy climbed out of the cabin and called Zell, who had been on the deck for an afternoon.

At this moment, he was watching the treasure book with concentration, and replied without raising his head: "You eat, I don't have time now."

Duanjiao Poluo was being captured in his hands. Zell, who was paying attention to the next progress of the matter, did not have the leisure to do so.

Roy looked at him with his arms held back, and saw that he didn't raise his head, shook his head back into the cabin.

When she came to the restaurant and sat down, she broke the bread and fed it to Poluo, she saw the new group chat news.

Poluo Muzhe: @All members, come and see, I want to say something.

Memories have hurtful fangs: What's the matter? I'll have to give everyone a try.

Poluo Shepherd: There may be new people joining the group later. No matter what I say to him, don’t expose me.

Poluo Shepherd: Please remember that this is the Poluo exchange group. If the newcomer has any questions about Poluo, everyone should help you answer them in the best of their ability.

Poluo Shepherd: Please deduct 1 if you receive it. You will do the whole set of plays. I will clear the record later.

Seeing this, Roy told everyone in the restaurant to prevent them from not seeing it in time.

"Who is coming? It's so mysterious. Roy, did he tell you?" Sarah asked.

Roy shrugged and continued to feed Poluo.

"Don't you even know..." Sarah wrote down the numbers on the paper thoughtfully.

Anyone who can make Zell pay so much attention is a big shot.

On the other side, watching numbers appear one by one, Zell cleared the chat history with satisfaction.

...

Jie brought Poluo to the North Courtyard. This open-air courtyard is located on the gentle side of the hillside and has left the dark valley, so it looks relatively bright.

But at this moment it was almost dark, and the sunset woves the red sunset in the sky, and it looks like someone lit a fire on the clouds.

Jie took his eyes back and looked at the courtyard in front of him. Every time he came here, he would always see the shadow of the past.

The North Courtyard is the residence of elite disciples. When the tribute was still the Eye of Twilight, his son, Shen, was here to receive the guidance of this sect master. However, the robbery, or Goufu, was rubbing the floor here.

A son of a lowly name and a lowly person is still abandoned, doing lowly jobs, but longing to become a balanced warrior.

One night, an opportunity made him advance from a helper to a disciple in the sect, becoming a fellow disciple of Shen, and was given the name of the sect, and lived with him in the North Courtyard.

Later, some things happened to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors.

Even though the current balanced temple has become a ruin with shadows, the North Courtyard has never been abandoned.

According to tradition, the robbery placed the most elite disciples here, but they were now sent by him to Noxus for missions, so no one inhabited the North Court.

He threw Poluo and it rolled a few times on the ground.

The rope turned into black gas again and dissipated. The angry Poluo immediately stood up and gestured at him twice. Then he seemed to think of something, shook the ash stained on his body, took care of his hair, and stretched out his claws to gesture at him.

The mantis arm is in a chariot.

Jie felt funny. Does it not know what situation it is now?

Looking at the burning fighting spirit in Poluo's eyes, Jie did not ignore it.

The next moment, a dart was deeply embedded in the wooden stake beside him, making Poluo's small eyes full of shock.
Chapter completed!