water......

So cold...

The originally quiet black hair was scattered in the puddle, and the filth covered its rays of light. Shui Naique was curled up in the puddle left by the waterfall technique. The cold water eroded the kimono that was originally light blue but now became dirty.

Minaki lifted his right arm slightly, and the severe pain caused him to shake his teeth. The crisp footsteps were getting closer and closer. He couldn't help but struggle to think about it. But a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, wetting the dirty kimono. Several pokers were messy beside him. He closed his eyes and had no experience of continuous killing. The funny scene in "Ninja Taro" suddenly popped up in his mind. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't know that his bloody pale lips were emitting a strange temptation under the slightly penetrated sunlight...

"Tread, step..." The footsteps finally ended. Zabushen carried the beheading knife and walked to the water Naique curled up in the puddle, looking down at the teenage girl.

The soil slightly covered her originally fair face, and the slightly opened ice eyes were filled with a somewhat familiar and unfamiliar light. Haha, she was treated with the big waterfall technique and never saw her for the first time, revealing the weakness of the girl. It has to be said that there are too many beauties in the Naruto world, and her kunai beauty had at least ten beats of her throat. If she doesn't cut her, she couldn't help but feel aroused aroused aroused her teasing interest, and a twisted smile appeared on the corner of her mouth hidden under the bandage.

The beheading sword fell and penetrated straight toward Shuinaikui's side. Shuinaikui's originally confused eyes raised a trace of charm and forced himself to roll to the side. Shuinaikui successfully avoided the knife that he had been teased by the no-slash. His body, which was severely injured by the pressure of water, couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, dyeing the accumulated water in the puddle around him red.

After slashing, he pulled up the beheading sword, resisted it on his shoulder, squatted down, looked at the curled girl in front of him, and slowly stretched out his idle left hand and pinched her collar. Minaki wanted to extend his hand to open the "dirty hand" that he wouldn't cut, but his arm, which was slightly broken by the water pressure, could not carry any strength, so he could only let him not cut off his collar.

If you don’t kill, you will slowly lift the girl up, take it away from the puddle, walk to a dry tree, and throw it under the tree at will. The girl’s back hits the ground and makes a muffled sound, and blood gradually flows down from the corner of her mouth and continues to her collar...

Zaibuzhan chuckled, leaned down and said softly: "Little man, do you know how long has anyone been shedding scars on my body?" Shuinaikui's eyes were a little loose, and he didn't listen carefully to Zaibuzhan's words. Zaibuzhan frowned slightly, pinched her chin, put her mouth to Shuinaikui's ear and repeated gently: "Do you know how long has anyone been shedding scars on my body?"

Looking at Shuinaikui's still scattered eyes, Aibuzhan helplessly put Shuinaikui's chin and slowly muttered to himself: "The last time he was injured, it seemed that it was time to kill Shuinai's shadow two years ago?"

Zai Buzhan once again turned his gaze to Mizunaki who was curled up on the ground and said sarcastically: "Haha, you look so cute now. By the way, do you want to know the last words of your captain?" Zai Buzhan looked at Mizunaki's half-covered face with a playful look. As expected, the weak girl's scattered eyes condensed, and her subtle breathing began to become slightly rapid. Haha, the long-term killing made Zai Buzhan form a twisted mentality. I hope that while depriving others of their combat effectiveness, I will find the weakness of the opponent and get a strange pleasure by appreciating others' twisted faces, thus numbing my own heart, just like the pleasure of Itachi bullying Sasuke.

So dark...

Death... So it's so close... Will I be able to cut off my head by the beheading knife? Haha, the ice cream I bought for me by the two dog uncles is very sweet. Although the cone is ugly and ugly, his stupid look is really fun, and there is also the captain... "Do you want to know your captain's last words?" A ray of sunlight pierced into this dark world...

Zai Buzhan looked down at the curled girl, watching her wake up, trying hard to do it, but her injured body made her unable to raise any strength. Zai Buzhan gently kicked her, kicked her on the trunk, and half lying up. A mouthful of blood surged out of the sky of Shui Naikui, dyeing her entire white chin red. Under the shade of the tree, the bright red blood was a little dim, as if it was covered with a layer of Buddha treasure of mortality.

"Cough cough", Shui Naiqui coughed, leaned his head on the trunk, and asked reluctantly: "Captain, what did he say..."

Zaibuzun looked at the weak Mizunaki sarcastically and asked lightly: "Why is it the way you ask questions? Haha, this is not a ninja school."

Minaki shook his lips and opened his mouth slightly tremblingly, "Please tell me the captain's last words, and I won't kill the lord..."

If he didn't cut his head, his tiny pupils were like wild beasts that were rushing to eat, staring at his prey, as if he could not get his satisfaction in the next moment, and would turn around and leave. Shui Naiku's body trembled one after another, and two tears fell from the corners of his eyes and fell on her chest, breaking in an instant, accompanied by the shattering of the trace of innocence remaining in the killing of her heart...

"Please... cough cough... please tell me the captain's last words... please, please, please, I won't kill the Lord!" The corners of his mouth, which was dripping with blood, were trembling with a slight sob. The icy blue eyes were no longer the pride that had always accompanied him, but the extravagant request to shake his tail and beg for mercy to his master.

Zaibuzen looked at his masterpiece, closed his eyes, and clearly spit out the words Mizunaki wanted from his mouth: "He said: 'Can I let Mizunaki live one more day?' Hehe, hehe, because tomorrow will be your favorite "Ninja Taro", hehe."

There was no expectation of crazy crying or extremely sadness in my ears...

Zai Buzhan opened his eyes slightly and looked at the girl in front of him. There was no trace of sadness on Shuinaikui's face, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth with tears in his eyes. Zai Buzhan's eyebrows, which had no eyebrows, frowned slightly, and asked in confusion: "What are you laughing at?"

Shuinaikui did not answer the question of Aibubuzhan, but just smiled faintly there. Zabubuzhan narrowed his eyes. A trace of murderous aura slowly emerged from the ghost behind him. Wuzhan kicked Shuinaikui's ribs and kicked the twelve or three-year-old girl away. The red blood fell from the girl's mouth and splashed from the air on the moist land with the remains of the waterfall. The rich bright red gradually faded in the remaining water, just like a life disappearing from killing...

Zaibuzhan slowly walked to the place where Shuinaikui rolled down, raised his foot to her head, and asked coldly: "What are you laughing at?" Looking at Shuinaikui's face, which was stained with blood but still smiling, an inexplicable anger aroused in Zaibuzhan's heart, and his feet couldn't help but increase their strength.

Shuinaikui couldn't help but let out a short "Woo--" sound, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared due to the pain. He didn't cut off the corners of his mouth under the bandage. Using powerful force to make people surrender can give people an inexplicable sense of intoxication. Why is it that the countless princes with millions of soldiers in ancient times had a desire to ascend to the position of the emperor? Haha, it's the feeling of sinking.

Zaibuzen slowly moved away the foot that was stepping on Mizunaki's head and asked coldly: "Can you say it now? Humph, you are, laughing, what," Zaibuzen forced him word by word. Mizunaki turned his head slightly and looked at Zaibuzen, no, maybe it was Zaibuzen's sky behind Zaibuzen, slightly cracking the corners of his mouth with a faint smile. He gently spit out some gentle words: "Ninja Taro is really interesting..."

Two tears condensed at the corners of the eyes, slowly sliding across the cheeks covered by dust, revealing the original whiteness under the tears.

Zabuzao narrowed his eyes, and the little finger of his lower left hand was trembling slightly. Under his forehead, his ferocious eyes gradually lost. Why, why is this sentence a little familiar? "Back to Zabuzao, "Ninja Taro" is really interesting! Can you watch it with me next time?" Zabuzao bit his tongue and woke up. Haha, fortunately it is over. If you are half-hearted in the battle, you will die easily.

Haha, Ai Buzai smiled at her self-deprecatingly, and a sarcasm to herself appeared on the corner of her mouth. She accompanied her to watch "Ninja Taro" and was making little promises to her. Ai Buzai shook her head slightly, held the beheading knife against her shoulder tightly in her right hand, and was about to cut off the head of the girl in front of her. For some reason, she asked: "Are you not sad about Pinjiro's death at all?"

Minaki smiled and slowly lowered her forehead. Her black hair blocked her gaze. A word without any warmth sounded faintly under the shadow of ghosts: "Captain Pinciro is not a suitable person? Keep, just like Minaki, it's not a qualified tool..."
Chapter completed!