Chapter 560 (2/2)
The first punch was the sound of broken bones, and the brain and blood splashed out. However, it did not reduce the anger on Zhishu's face for a moment!
”You think you said that! Will I forgive you? ”
The wise tree roared.
Boom!
Then there was another heavy punch, or face, but at this time, the shoulders of the wooden arhat also broke!
Without the control of Tuan Zang, this wooden arhat is just a pile of rotten wood.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
……
Whirlpool wisdom tree hit it one punch at a time!
Gradually, he has quit the immortal mode, and he has quit the state of eight door dunjia.
The strong counterattack stimulated his body, but he hit it hard!
Because he felt that the person he hated most was going to make all his pain meaningless in one sentence.
Or become more meaningful,
Everything is... For the leaves?
As time goes by,
Gradually it's Dusk!
The red sickle army, together with the follow-up army of the rain country and the army of the wind country, has completed the clearing of the roots of the wood leaves.
Just Tuan Zang's death
Those roots have found that the spell seal in their mouth has disappeared.
In Muye Houshan, the red sickle army is already on guard against anyone approaching here.
This is the order of the fat man,
Because he knew that he could not see the painful and violent image of whirlpool wisdom tree at the moment.
But there are still some people standing on this arhat.
These people stood here with the fat man and looked at the whirlpool wisdom tree. Even if it was weak, it was still hitting one punch at a time.
Until the sun's light is getting weaker and weaker, and it is about to usher in night.
Whirlpool wisdom tree finally stopped, and the violent gasp was still there, but it seemed to vent everything he could vent.
”Zhishu, he is already a dead man.”
Zilai also sighed and said, even if he is still a patient of Muye hospital.
But at this time, he came here.
Not only him, Kakashi, every day, Naruto, Sakura, moonlight, wind, ITO Chengyi... A lot of people are standing here.
However, no matter who came here, he could not arouse any reaction of whirlpool Zhishu. He was just repeating the action of hitting down with his fist.
Although
What he is doing now is the most despised thing he once thought, and also the most meaningless thing.
Why is he so angry with a dead man?
Why can't you pretend it's all over?
Zhishu knows that doing so is the best choice.
Is what a leader should do most.
But
He can't!
Until this time, he stood up silently.
Turn your head and walk away, even if you are almost out of strength.
After walking out for tens of meters, Zhishu suddenly stopped, and the expression on his face became calm, accompanied by a sigh,
”Bury him.”