The black world shattered little by little, and the barrier converged into the black shadow land. The scattered corpses gradually weathered under the slight caress of the sun, turning into gray powder and drifting in the breeze.

Finally, Yun Nin's eyes showed a little hope of survival. After a pause, the muscles activated by the thunder attribute were instantly tense, and his figure turned out toward the wall.

"Hu―――――" The decapitation sword was thrown out, and Yun Nin, whose speed was at its limit, could not change his figure in the air at all.

"Chi――" The beheading sword slashed obliquely through Yun Ren's shoulders, and a muscle-clamped arm flew up. Yun Ren groaned and ran out of the house without stopping.

Zabuzhan stretched out his hand to stroke his broken hair, and grabbed his forehead guard with his oblique protection. He did not want to catch up at all. He pulled his right hand slightly, and the decapitation knife rotated back to his hand. The contaminated blood drifted away with the rotation. Zabuzhan slowly turned the decapitation knife back behind him, walked into the house, tilted his head slightly, looked at the direction where Yun Ren disappeared, and a dangerous smile appeared on the corner of his sarcastic mouth.

The door was gently pulled open, revealing Bai Qingxin's face, but the faint smile floated with a layer of painful pity. After slashing the face of Bai's eyes, he slowly walked sideways past Bai's side. The moment he passed by, his eyes intersected, and in a short moment, it seemed to be infinitely delayed.

Bai lowered his head gently, and there should not be a layer of strength under his sad eyes with a little coolness. His stubborn pink lips were gently raised and pursed with a faint sweet smile. If he didn't kill the adults, no matter what, Bai would follow you, even as a tool that was still useful...

The scenes of the past flashed through my mind one after another, and the warmth in my chest came from the tall back with my back through the ninja outfit that was draped over me. A faint word came from my ears: "From now, you are mine..."

The white bear covered in a faint mist, the sweet candies, and the white hair accessories are already blurred...

A tear slowly crawled through the corners of his eyes, and the white secretly pursed into his lips. A faint salty smell came into the tongue bud. He couldn't help but reach out and pressed his chest. The smile on the corner of his mouth became sweeter and sweeter, but tears couldn't stop flowing out...

My heart hurts, no matter how I press my heart, I can't stop it...

Two tears were slightly imprinted on the girl's cheek, but her slightly lowered hair blocked her crying face...

Zabuzhan slowly walked past Bai's side. The moment of looking at each other seemed to have never happened. The sound of tears sliding across his cheeks was so clear, but it was not nice.

But now I can no longer do anything, vain...

The pale yellow pupils were covered by the cold pale, covering the last trace of weakness in the eyes, but the weakness was restrained, and it still hurts there, right?

Holding the scepter in my hand tightly, approaching the frozen throne, the bone-black cold sealing the "feelings" of nothingness, but the blood flows under my heart that no longer beats...

The moment of passing by is like a division between shadow and light. Even if you are always by the other party, you can no longer be as before. You cannot comfort and lick the other party's wounds. You can only look at the other party's pain while pretending to be indifferent...

The light at the door was reflected on the white face, with shallow tears, fair faces, faint smiles, as sweet as ever, a slight shattering feeling. The brokenness was like the last beam of converging light, showing off one's last beauty in the shadow.

The haze in the deep corridor gradually swallowed up the figure that could not be crushed, the dark coldness, the yellow ruthlessness, the unchanging evil smile, the dull footsteps step on the floor, and the coldness...

The distance that can be hugged in an instant has become so far away...

The Kingdom of Thunder can no longer stay, and if it fails to kill a line, it will start a new journey. The blood-stained ghost is no longer so cold. It is spilling huge amounts of money at will, enjoying the luxury of the world, but the eyes with a faint smile are all frozen by the ice.

The coldest thing may not be the most ruthless face, but the kind of face with a smile, but there is no trace of substantial feelings at the bottom of the soul...

Yun Nin's tracking is indispensable. However, after being cut off several heads by Zabushou with a beheading knife, the Yun Nin also learned to master the distance. While not touching the bottom line of Zabushou, they steadily grasp the whereabouts of Zabushou.

To kill a strong man like Buzhan, at least a Shadow-level dispatch is required. If this scale of battle broke out in Yun Nin, it is not worth the loss. As a rebel ninja, political interests cannot involve the ninja village. Instead of filling in more casualties, it is better to stare at him. As long as there is no impact, what if you let him go, it is not your own rebel ninja.

In this way, under Yun Nin's "escort", he stepped out of the Kingdom of Thunder and entered the Kingdom of Fire again.

The purposeless journey is very leisurely, and it is a bit boring. The Aibushen under the shade of the tree slowly pulls the scroll in his hand. Looking at the circles that are gradually approaching, the corners of his smiling mouth are grinning, and a few broken teeth are revealed. We will meet soon, Leng Jun of Konoha, Orochimaru...

There are many mountains in the Kingdom of Fire, with dense trees covering the mountains. Some hills, both big and small, have neither huge beasts nor precious trees, become deserted, and few people are interested in it. If you don’t kill them, look up slightly, and smile lightly, haha, is the most dangerous place the safest place?

Only Orochimaru dared to build his own small base within Konoha's strength.

Zabuzhen waved his hand and arranged, "Shui Naikui, take the head of the underworld to get rid of the things inside. Bai is guarding the door. If you run away, you will freeze them."

After Shuinaikui bowed slightly to Zaibuzhan, he rushed towards the secluded horn with his two men.

Zai Buzhan closed his eyes slightly, and a layer of pale attached to his pale yellow pupils. He felt a trace of light blue soul floating in his vision. The feeling of control came to his heart. A lazy climbing up his body made Zai Buzhan unable to help but lean gently on the trunk beside him, admiring the beauty of the soul dissipating in the hidden base. Haha, just like the fireflies gathered together, after being frightened, they couldn't help but scatter.

The last dull scream sounded in my ears. Ming Tou stepped on his slightly twitching body, pulled out his iron hand, and the splashed blood sprayed on his face, which made him intoxicated with a faint fishy sweetness.

Yetou wiped his iron hand on a dead body and said to his brother: "Brother, these guys are simply useless. Killing them only has a little bit of a feeling."

Ming Tou casually said "happy" and pulled off a piece of curtain to wipe his blood-stained treasure.

Compared with the blood of the Nether Tou Yetou, Shui Naique's killing was more elegant. The flying poker was like a mage in a magic show, sliding across the enemy's throat, and blood splashed on the light blue substance chakra, preventing the body from touching a trace of blood. Only the icy blue eyes talked about the weird interest of the "magician".

The black ghost shadow extended into the base at the first moment. With the killing of Shui Naiku and the other two, they absorbed the disintegrating souls and formed a darkness with the base. Pale cracks were cracked, and countless pale and rotten arms and broken teeth tore the falling bodies, licking the splashed blood, and dragging the body, which was still slightly warm, into the depths of the shadow land.

After leaving the trees behind, he lazily prepared the decapitation knife he was carrying, and slowly walked deep into the base. Bai, who was staying at the door, put away the thousand books he pinched between his fingers, lowered his head slightly, followed Zaibuzhan's back and walked into the base.

The base is slightly buried in the cave with a faint dampness and coldness. If you don’t cut it, you can smell the dampness in the air and feel a faint coolness that penetrates your heart. A faint smile opens on the corner of your mouth without any cover. Haha, the environment where snakes like to live is really good, even a temporary nest.

When they walked into the middle and west of the base again, Shuinaikui and his friends had already cleaned up a simple room. Rather than cleaning it up, they just changed the things on the bed.

It has to be admitted that Orochimaru has a kind of charm that makes people fascinate. A few words have allowed many young people to live the life of an ascetic monk, grow up in constant killing, and contribute to him the ability they can contribute.

There were six beds piled up in the not-so-large room. I sat casually on the bed near the door, removed the beheading sword she was carrying, gently tapped the blade, and my thoughts gradually drifted away...

If you want to survive in this cannibal space, you need enough wisdom, otherwise you should be a "pawn" with peace of mind. You may not be suitable for this complex overall view, which is somewhat similar to that snake...

Orochimaru's abilities need no doubt. Whether it is his strong combat ability or the ability to control thousands of ninjas, they are in no place. Abandon, cut off, gambling, and each item comes in its own way, and may not be let go of others, but this is the lifestyle of the snake...

For this reason, countless genius boys leaned against him, such as Maro, Rudao, and Sasuke. For his ambition, he abandoned the boy who believed in him as his faith, and used it without any mercy before he died. The sage named Faithful was used without hesitation, and who knew how much sincerity could be? For the sake of the empty body, he raised an unskilled wolf cub - Sasuke Uchiha. Although the final ended with being sealed, the winding Yakio snake revealed endless ambitions...

What about me? Apart from my strength, maybe my own seems to be unable to match these empty tools...

"Ding--Ding--Ding--" The fingers hit the blade, and the crisp sound echoed faintly in the dark house...
Chapter completed!