The Bald Thug of Uchiha's Family

In his previous life, Junmaro died in a hurry due to a hemorrhagic disease, which still made Xuan Zang feel very sorry.

After all, Junmaro’s talent and blood inheritance are very good. If it is not for the entanglement of illness, perhaps he can reach the height that few people can match.

“Orochimaru…”

Thinking of this, Xuan Zang prepared to remind Da She Wan.

If he reminded Dashewan earlier so that he could discover Junmaro’s disease hidden in the blood inheritance earlier, he might be able to cure it!

“what happened…”

Da She Maru paused, with some doubts. The moment he turned his head, the golden vertical pupil flickered under the blessing of the dim light.

“I heard that many blood inheritance limits, there are some hidden factors in the bloodline, there are good and bad, you can study this aspect more.”

The words can’t be directly pointed out, Xuan Zang looked at Junmaru when he was speaking, but the meaning of the expression was already obvious.

Da She Wan was taken aback, his eyes flickered, and then nodded.

“I understand, you go ahead and do your job!”

“There is a battle room over there, it should be enough for you to learn spiritism!”

Oshemaru pointed his finger at the other side of the tunnel, and then pulled Junmaro in the opposite direction.

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Xuan Zang’s words just now should be reminding him, he also understood easily, so he decided to take Jun Maro back to check.

He hadn’t been exposed to things like hemorrhagic disease, but because of things like bones and veins, he still didn’t have a lot of information, so he needed time to explore.

And Xuan Zang’s words are still very credible. Although many things come out of his mouth, it is quite unacceptable, but the final results are very convincing.

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“learn!”

Xuan Zang threw the scroll upwards, then caught it, and walked toward the place Osha Maru said.

Probably because there is a large space in front of you, and it is very empty, the more you go there, the faster the wind will be.

With a little coolness, those winds blew on Xuan Zang’s face, constantly swaying the bangs on his forehead, and the hem of the windbreaker also unknowingly moved towards the back.

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Soon, Xuan Zang came to the battle room.

This place is very big, basically comparable to the circular duel arena in the memory of Konoha Nakanin’s exam, except that a cover is added here to seal the top.

Walking to the middle, Xuan Zang spread out the scroll and placed it on the ground. Dry.

As the scroll opened, Xuan Zang also saw what was on it.

The scroll is not very big, it seems to be a lap smaller than the psychic scroll of Miaomu Mountain.

And it says that there are very few people who have signed a psychic contract with Longdidong, and the first few have been blurred.

And the last one is Dashewan!

With a smile, Xuan Zang slightly recalled the steps of signing the agreement, and then began to move.

Bite the skin of the thumb of the right hand, squeeze out some blood, and then smear the blood on the five fingers of the right hand.

Snapped!

When the blood was evenly distributed on his right hand, Xuan Zang took a palm and patted it with his handprint.

After doing all this, Xuan Zang went on to write his name on the blood in his hand: Uchiha Xuan Zang!

Looking at the font of Long Feifeng Wu above, and the neatly crafted and slightly immature words in front of him, Xuan Zang felt inexplicably comfortable.

Dashemaru and Longdidong were still a kid when they signed the contract, and the font naturally looked naive.

“Has the contract been signed?”