It's hard today too, good adults

"I think your father lacks the beatings from society."

Ma Canghao rolled his eyes, and said bluntly, "I've long since disliked his theory. I'm glad you were brought up by your uncle."

Although Hamura educated Indra mostly because of guilt towards Kaguya Ji, it was obvious that he helped Indra avoid the big pit.

At least Indra went awry.

"This kind of thing, who can say that."

Indra actually felt that his father had some brain problems, but after all, he was his own father, so it was a bit wrong to complain openly.

But it's okay to complain to your friends in private.

"By the way, Indra, how is the school I mentioned to you last time, how are you doing?"

Ma Canghao put aside the matter of the Sage of the Six Paths, and asked about another matter with great interest.

"The development is not bad." Indra said, "Some children need to be taught to read and write."

"Didn't you teach a group before? Can you let them enlighten the new students..." Ma Canghao plucked at the fur of the doll, her voice gradually quieted down, she was really a little tired after wandering around for so long , This body is young after all.

"Ok, I know."

The voice of the girl next to her ears became smaller and smaller, and her breathing became longer.

Indra smiled silently.

"Good night, sweet dreams."

Indra sat alone by the window and looked at the third-phase development plan of the Ninja sect, and the movements of turning pages were much smaller.

He didn't turn off the communication, and listening to the subtle breathing in his ears would make him feel that someone was with him, so that even if the night was cold and cold, the fatigue of dealing with affairs all night would not be so heavy.

Well, that's right, it's time for him to train a few more assistants, he can't just let him do all the big and small affairs, right?

Indra sighed. In fact, the best deputy should be Asura. Brothers are always more reliable than others.

But, with Asura's temperament, it's fine if he doesn't help, but what I'm afraid is that he won't help.

For example, a few days ago, after being cried and persuaded by someone, he secretly released the person who seriously violated the rules of the Ninja sect.

He threw the guy who almost succeeded in the girl's house into the basement with his front foot, and Ashura was let out by his family crying twice with his back foot. What should the victim do?

That bastard Asura started to question his elder brother after only playing with others for a few days.

So he doesn't hesitate to throw Indra in front of the victim and let him explain himself and don't expect him to help.

It's true that Indra kept Asura locked up, but he didn't want Asura to grow up to be as soft-eared as his father.While the baby is still by his side, break it back if you can.

Having said that...

I'm so tired, I really want to go on strike.

Indra wrote the next plan with a blank face, thinking in his heart that when his father came back next time, he should keep his father to work.

You can't leave a lot of things behind every time and just leave in a cool way to continue wandering. The old man is comfortable being a hands-off shopkeeper, but he is not comfortable at all.

According to the little partner, he is underage, which is called child labor.

Ninja is almost on the right track now, and he has almost written silently when the school has a library. Other inventions can be done slowly.

It doesn't matter who takes over.

It's best to be someone my father trusts, so that he doesn't suspect that he will cause trouble while throwing things to him. Why are you so entangled? Does he care?

This broken ninja sect, whoever loves will fall in love with him.

After getting acquainted with the little friend, the rebellion in Indra's heart can be said to be completely aroused.

Why does he have to do so many thankless things, and face the inspections of his father and prisoner from time to time.

I'm really afraid that he looks crooked, it's better to keep an eye on him at home, what's the matter with running outside every day and not being able to get home?

Indra groaned.

I've seen too many Ninja sects that are too primitive, but Indra really wants to play with his friends.

Wait a little longer, and I'll go out for a walk after I settle the matter here.

The young Shenzi raised his head and looked out the window, the bright moon was hanging high in the sky.

In his eyes, there were faint lines of purple.

What bad luck.

Three or four gods of death gathered together, each talking better than the other, gnashing their teeth at the end.

Asakura sat in the center with a slumped face, thinking about why he fell to this point.

Sure enough, it's because of Kuchiki Rukia's big mouth, right?

"Rukia."

Ma Canghao said quietly, "Why did you tell my whereabouts?"

Standing closest to her, the death girl with squid hair shuddered.

"I, I didn't mean Lord Ye Wang!" Kuchiki Rukia raised her hands to express her sincerity, "It's my elder brother who asked me about my current situation, I dare not lie to him!"

"Oh?"

Ma Cang raised his eyebrows, "You dare to betray me if you dare not hide it from him?"

The little girl's eyes flew over like knives, "What happened to those few?!"

The unsuspecting gods of death were babbling together, and they were still looking at her, thinking she hadn't noticed.

"That's right, they also want to come and meet Lord Ma Cang Ye Wang."

Kuchiki Rukia blushed slightly. She could say it was because she accidentally slipped the tongue in the team. After being heard by the captain, she enthusiastically expressed that she would come to this world to meet her old friend—and then was dragged back by others.

But the word spread.

Therefore, Kuchiki Rukia of the [-]th Division took on the task of bringing the members of the [-] Division to the present world to say hello to the former honorary dean of the Shino Academy of Spiritual Art.

The reason there are only these few...of course, is because they came here secretly.

Because it's too funny to report this kind of thing to the team.

Ma Cang helped his forehead, "That's why they looked shocked when they saw me?"

When Mao went to school, he thought that the ultimate big devil in the assessment was not the image in their minds?

Are the gods of death so simple now?You don't even need to turn on your spirit vision to see what they are thinking from the eyes.

Ma Canghao complained silently.

"Hurry up and go back after reading it, otherwise I will think about it, and next time I listen to the ghost lamp, I will check the work level of Mao's graduates on behalf of Huang Quan."

A tic-tac-toe popped out of Ma Canghao's head.

Don't think that the god of death over there will not be able to hear you if you go far away and lower your voice. Why did you never expect her to be so small?

Ok?

Is she willing to wear this little girl's body?No matter how powerful she is, she can't immediately accelerate the growth of her body, okay?

A bunch of little bastards, their guts are getting fatter.

Even the Soul Realm next door to Huangquan can have news, so 100% of the guys in Huangquan can also know about it.

Among other things, the well-informed guy Qing Xingdeng must have known about it first.

Ma Canghao still remembers the days when he was deceived by a big monster when he was young and ignorant.

Oh, she can always grow up!

The author has something to say: To vomit the soul, today I went for the infusion and only coded a little, sorry.

In the next chapter, a good sister will probably grow up...a ​​little bit.