Perhaps it was close to the rich country of fire, and the scenery of the country of fields was also a peaceful and fertile land, and the farmers who came and went to farmed had the simple and honest satisfaction on their faces.

Zabuzhan pulled the bandage on his face and casually glanced at everything in front of him, looking at the Yinnin Village standing not far away that was inconsistent with the dark snake hole in his memory...

When you enter the country of Tian, ​​you will not deliberately hide your own actions without killing a single line. Since you have a deal with Orochimaru, instead of hiding and hiding, it is better to be more direct and avoid some unnecessary trouble.

It was still ten meters away from the Yinnin gate, which was a little simpler than Konoha Gate. Several Yinnin who had not yet faded from her youth came up and greeted him, "Will you not kill the Lord again?"

Zabuzhan said lightly: "Yeah", and threw down a scroll left by Orochimaru. After confirming it, several Yinnin respectfully walked towards Yinnin to meet Zabuzhan's line...

A Yinnin, who is about the same size as Shiraki, said softly while leading the way: "Sir I won't kill you, Lord Orochimaru is not in Yinnin Village now, but Lord Orochimaru will come back soon. Should you take a break first, or visit Lord Orochimaru's Yinnin Village?"

Although the words are full of respect, the slightest craze that appears when referring to Orochimaru depicts the incompleteness of this tool.

If you don’t kill me, I think of the guy who followed Orochimaru with a slightly smile. Do you think of the guy in my memory? Haha, what about the guy named Loyalist? Perhaps only Orochimaru can obtain the hypocritical loyalty...

Aibuzhan glanced at the subordinates behind him and rushed on the road continuously. Even Mizunaki's face was a little tired. Aibuzhan's cold words came out from the corner of his mouth: "Take me around casually, let the two of them take my troops to rest..."

The cold words were not gloomy, but the faint bloody spitting out between the lips seemed to suppress the Kuwu around the throat. The undesirable oppression made Yin Nin almost forget to breathe, suppressed the fear in her heart, and replied obediently: "Hi, I won't kill my lord..."

When Yinin, who was leading the way, secretly stroked her throat, and there was no trace of blood falling, but the fear that cut her throat in the last moment was still floating in the eyes.

Time disappears as the sun rises and sets, and a small half of the red-colored sun struggles on the horizon, emitting beautiful brilliance.

Zabuzhan held the frame of the windowsill, looked at Xi Yang who was about to fall completely, turned slightly, and said to Bai Tan, who was beside him: "I didn't expect Yinnin Village to be pretty good..."

Bai gently smiled and replied softly: "Everyone looks satisfied, and he is full of energy training. It's a very powerful ninja village..."

Zabuzhan looked back at Bai, gently removed the bandage wrapped around his face, smiled faintly, and said slowly: "Hehe, that guy Orochimaru is a good superior. Here, he is completely the god of Yinin. The meaning of the existence of these guys..."

Bai Tianshi's smile did not change at all. Rushui's eyes were gently staring at the point where he would not cut off. If he did not cut off, no matter whether he was right or wrong, it would always sound nice in Bai's ears, even if he was not obedient.

Zaibuzhan captured a hint of naughtyness in Bai's eyes, walked gently to the girl, wrapped her hands around Bai, and asked lightly: "What are you thinking about, Bai?"

The hot air that was gently exhaled scattered in the girl's ears, and a ray of blush was slightly struggling, and there was no resistance. He leaned gently in Zabuzhan's arms and said softly: "Do you want such a ninja village if you don't kill?"

A little confused appeared in Zabuzhan's eyes. He used to do anything to gain a ninja village. He was not very good at planning and was defeated. Haha, what a good piece of chess piece has been lost after the loss of elites cultivated by the ninja war. Even if I now lose the interest in playing chess, those few precious pieces are still buried in the Mizuno Ninja, one of the five major ninja villages?

Haha, those dirty things that can be sold casually are really not suitable for people like me, but I have to say that the failed self is somewhat similar to Orochimaru. Haha, the snake that escaped here with its tail between its legs did not fall to this point from the distance one step away from the fourth generation Naruto position...

No more than slashing, I didn't answer Bai Bai's words, but gently pressed my jaw against the girl's hair, gently wrapped it around the soft shoulder, stretched out my hand to roll up a strand of the girl's hair hanging from her ears, gently stroked it, and curled a shy pink color on the girl's round ears.

Zai Buzhan hugged Bai Qingqing and fell down on the soft big bed in the hotel. He reached out and gently stroked Bai Jiao's face. The faint fragrance penetrated into his nose, and the warmth of no lust immersed in his heart, making people unable to help but enjoy the tranquility of a second.

Gently put up his elbow and looked at the girl leaning in her arms. Just as the initial innocence made the words she wanted to say disappeared from her mind. The softness of the girl's hair came from her fingers, making her nostalgic, nodding slowly, and breathing in the illusory fragrance.

The pale yellow pupils showed a hint of warmth that was inconsistent with the ghost man. Perhaps it was a few degrees below zero, but the coldness of the warm ice made the warm white warmer.

The girl gently approached her broad chest a little, closed her trembling eyes gently, sniffed the faint dark and bloody smell of Zabuzhan, and felt the silence of forgetting time. Perhaps, in front of Lord Zabuzhan, she will always be that stupid child, is it a tool? If Lord Zabuzhan, you are still too gentle...

Yun swallowed the last drop of time, and the last trace of sunlight was then mercilessly swallowed by the horizon. He did not let go of his elbow, and lay on the soft big bed, looking at the white ceiling with his eyes, and a trace of confusion fell in his pale yellow eyes, and asked softly: "Do you want a ninja village?"

Bai Wei was slightly stunned when he leaned on Zabuzhan's arms. He opened his slightly tired eyes and met the cold but warm ghost eyes. He smiled slightly. A crescent-like smile floated on the corners of his eyes. His slender willow eyebrows outlined the noble purity. He gently said: "If you don't Zhan, you will work hard on what you want...."

Zai Buzhan smiled slightly, portrayed a not-beautiful curvature on his face, gently stroked the face with determination and strength, and couldn't help but chuckled. The stubborn look was like a little girl who acted like a coquettish girl, gently surrounding the delicate but faint coolness girl, and slowly fell asleep...

The pale color entered into perception, and then opened his eyes, glanced at the green snake crawling into the windowsill, gently placed the girl on her shoulder on the pillow, covered her with a thin back, and got up and walked towards the windowsill.

The blue snake scales shine with a fine brilliance under the moonlight, but the snake fork that keeps stretching tells the scarlet red that is not as beautiful as the snake scales.

The slender scroll was spit out from the snake's mouth, stained with a little sticky texture. Aibu Shou frowned slightly, took the scroll held by the snake, and slowly unfolded, "The roof of the audio-visual...", Aibu Shou Shou Squinted his eyes and gently lifted the scroll. The subtle wind trembled slightly between the fingers, and the purple scroll dissipated between his fingers like weathering. He gently pushed open the window, and then jumped out of the window...

Under the silver moon, the loose moonlight kimono fluttered slightly in the wind, the purple streamer carried the cold perfection, and the lilac eye shadow outlined an inexplicable charm.

The pale yellow ghost eyes contacted the yellow snake eyes in the next moment, and two different indifferences intertwined in the air.

Orochimaru's slightly haze sounded under the moonlit night: "Haha, if you don't kill me, it seems that something has happened to your body, hum..."

"Hmph..." Zaibuzen smiled sarcastically without demonstration: "Orochimaru's soul is not that healthy, hahaha..."

Orochimaru narrowed his eyes, a murderous intent emerged from the snake's eyes, countless tiny poisonous snakes were revealed from the hair marks, and the tiny snake's eyes were particularly clear under the moon. If they were not cut, there was a trace of mockery, the corners of their mouths, which were not covered by bandages, were slowly cracked, and faint paleness surged out from the bloodless wound, and the dead were surrounded by their bodies.

"Maybe a guy like us who is not human, maybe he doesn't need to be so hypocritical, Orochimaru kun..."

"Hehehe, hehehehehehehe..." Orochimaru raised his head slightly, and his hoarse laughter was particularly clear under the moonlit night. His pale hands gently held his face. Orochimaru curled his crazy laugh and said lightly: "It's really interesting to talk to Zabuzhanjun..."

Zabushou slowly restrained the overflowing undead, gently swung his left hand in front of him, and said lightly: "Hmph, maybe the conversation between monsters will be more happy, Orochimaru..."

Orochimaru stroked his long hair slightly softly and asked lightly: "How are you ready to kill the Fourth Generation Fengying? If you don't kill..."

Zabuzhan twisted his neck slightly, and the cervical spine made a sound of "Kaba, Kaba" and said lightly: "Although I feel more at ease with your strategy, it is the assassination of Fengying after all. Hum, I don't want to bear the pursuit of several large ninja villages..."

"Hmph" Orochimaru smiled faintly: "By the way, if you don't kill the Lord, the little devil next to you is really worried, haha, there is the bloodstains of Shui Wuyue..."

A chill that penetrated the heart made Orochimaru slightly cool. The light yellow ghost eyes showed the devouring strangeness, as if only those ghost eyes were left in the entire black space. Orochimaru narrowed his eyes, drove away the discomfort, and stared at the opposite side.

Aibuzhan curled his lips: "Although I have to say that Bai is not mature enough, for me, this is enough..." The tall and thin figure disappeared in the dark...

Orochimaru looked up slightly and looked at the moon in the sky. The breeze blew by, and the eight-foot Qiong Gouyu collided and made a crisp sound, murmured with hoarseness: "Hmph, it will be dead..."

The scene of Jiraiya and Tsunade playing with each other flashed in my memory, but it slowly disappeared under the moon in a flash...
Chapter completed!