The newly stepped on land has no frozen solidity of the Snow Country. The fog that has not yet dissipated has a moist smell. A mean smile hangs on the corner of his mouth that can never be cut off. Haha, there is no trace of bloody smell. This blood mist looks really unpleasant...

The gentle smile has an indescribable atmosphere on the plain face. Perhaps the so-called "divine nature" that can only be realized by walking slowly in the Buddhist temple and at the corner of Asura's mouth...

He stretched out his hand gently and felt the wetness in the fog. Zaibuzhan said lightly: "That guy Jing Teng should be coming soon, right?"

Mingtou whispered: "If you don't kill Lord, the information sent by Ning Ji was here to meet..."

Zabuzhan nodded slightly, dozens of auras had already entered his perception, and the auras of Ningji and Jing Teng were included...

"Swoosh——" "Swoosh——" "Swoosh——"

Several figures jumped out of the fog and knelt in front of Zaibuzhan on one knee. Jing Teng's face that had not seen for a long time appeared from his black windbreaker, and his slightly excited voice trembled from his throat: "Zhang Zuibuzhan..."

Zaibuzhan gently patted Jing Teng's shoulder and said lightly: "The appearance of Wu Ninja changes faster than I thought..."

Zaibuzhan turned his eyes to Jing Teng's right hand. The mask of the faceless man was gently lifted, revealing a feminine and fair face. A smile hung the hole on it. Ale said softly: "Welcome back, Lord Bianzhan..."

Neji, who was on the left side of I Teng's eyes, looked at Zai Buzun, became slightly more complicated. Although he knew that Zai Buzun had a group of loyal forces, the number of elite ninjas who just followed I Teng to pay homage to Zai Buzun was comparable to that of Konoha Hinata's family, and even said that they were even better.

The smile on Zabuzhan's face did not change at all, and he said lightly: "Long time no see, Ale, you still look hypocritical..."

Ale smiled slightly and said softly: "The children in school like me very much..."

Zabuzhan turned his gaze to Jing Teng and asked, "Is Wu Ninju still like that? Isn't even a shadow yet?"

Jing Teng stood up and shook his head gently. The ponytail bound behind his head swayed slightly, and the faded bell "reminder" in the fog-colored fog...

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Jing Teng's mouth and said softly: "After the disappearance of the fourth generation, the elder group seized the power of the Fog Ninja Village. None of the families dominated the strength. However, the only daughter of the Zhami family, Tomimi, awakened two kinds of blood limits. She was pushed to the position of proxy Mizukawa. That woman had some tricks, but her voice was still in the hands of the Elder Group..."

The smile that was pursed from the corner of his mouth was a little stronger, and he continued to ask: "Jing Teng, with the influence of the civilian sect in the Elders, are you sure to support a member of the Sawami family to seize the position of Mizuhashi?"

Jing Teng frowned slightly, narrowed his triangle eyes slightly, and explained: "If you don't kill the Lord, if you just talk about the strength of the Takami family, you will only be a second-rate family in the Fog Ninja. However, the support from the Mizuki family for them has made the Takami family temporarily the person who has the open right to speak."

Zaibuzhan asked, narrowing his eyes and said, "Where is her own strength?"

Jing Teng touched the bell behind his head and said, "Zhao Meiming's chakra is very large, and the abilities of the two blood-resistance limit are really amazing. I am not suitable for her battle mode. However, if Ale and I take action, we should be able to kill her..."

Zabuzhan shook his head slightly and said softly: "The age and identity of Ale are no longer suitable for competing with her for the position of Mizukage. Even if she kills her, it doesn't make any sense. Although she is a ninja with me for the same period, she is still much different from her who has not experienced a real ninja war..."

Zaibuzhan turned his head slightly and said lightly: "Mingtou, you can probably try the taste of stepping into the ninja world..."

The one-eyed eyes exposed on the head of the dark head narrowed slightly, and the expression under the mask showed nothing, but a ray of desire was revealed with a ray of desire, and a slightly hoarse voice spit out from under the mask: "Hi, I won't kill you again..."

Zaibuzhen said with nostalgia in his tone: "I haven't returned here for a long time. I don't know what the yard has become..."

Jing Teng smiled slightly and said softly: "If you don't kill Master, the Taodi clan house is now in my name. Let's go back to have a look tonight..."

Zabuzhan's smile bloomed slightly, and he nodded slightly, pulled out a scroll from his ninja bag and threw it to Jing Teng, and ordered: "Details and things need to be considered by you and Ale. After all, I have been away from the Mizuno for so many years..."

After stopping, I stopped and walked towards the Mizuno Village. The fog was gradually blown away by the sea breeze, and the fallen leaves stained with water were shining crystal clear in the slightly dewy sunlight. It seemed that no one had ever come to the quiet place...

Following Bai Buzhan, a hint of loss flashed in his slightly sad eyes. In the slightly nostalgic eyes of Lord Buzhan, there was actually nothing. Just like a story, the Buddha planted a world under the Bodhi tree. In fact, the Buddha was like a god, and he planted only casually and indifferent...

With Jing Teng's leadership, Ai Bushou and his team disguised as the Mizuno Ninja hunting troops easily entered the Mizuno Ninja Village. The mechanisms and traps outside the village made Zai Bushou unable to help but have a strange joy in his heart. The blood fog that was once unwilling to be troubled by Konoha has now fallen to the point of being covered by the fog and traps...

Stepping into the Fog Ninja Village, Ai Wuzhan raised his head slightly, looking at the towering Shuisha House, the corners of his mouth slowly cracked, and his white teeth leaked out. Haha, it's really stupid. He has so many chess pieces, but he is wandering outside. However, since the chess pieces are already full of chess tables, let's play a good game of chess...

Whether it is failure or success, if it fails, go to other places to continue having fun. If it succeeds, maybe the next game will be more interesting than this game of chess...

Bai followed Zabuzhan and walked silently into the old house in Taodi. This house that he had not been in a long time was the first new home that had been wandering for so long. The yard, which was once mottled and weeds, was cleaned up. The green tiles on the eaves were no longer as mossy green as before, but the warm atmosphere could no longer be captured...

Seeing Bai who was dazed under the eaves, Shuinai gently patted his slender shoulders. "Whoo~" Bai, who was in deep thought, was shocked. Shuinaiku narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "What are you thinking about, Bai?"

Bai pursed his thin pink lips, shook his head gently, slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and walked into the house with his head...

Mizunaki's smile slowly converged, revealing a slight bitterness. Her cat-like eyes closed slightly, pulled her slightly relaxed ice-blue kimono and walked towards the room that Zaibuzhan arranged.

After the sword, I slowly walked towards the Taodi ancestral hall. The dark plaques were erected on the altar. I gently reached out and picked a familiar tablet. The smile on my face did not change at all. I slowly exhaled my words with interest: "It's not bad to treat this place as a nest..."

If you don't cut it, gently bite your fingers, and a drop of white blood hangs on your fingertips.

"Chi————” "Chi——” The skin behind and on the chest was cracked, the muscle fibers and small fat were vaguely visible, the smile at the corner of the mouth was gently blooming, and the plain voice that was inconsistent with the expression was emitted: "The obstacle of shadow..."

The ghost under him brought out a helpless and bitter smile, but the uneven fangs only made the face covered in the darkness even more ferocious. The black ghost covered the entire ancestral hall in the next moment, and the whistling of resentment was recalled in the ancestral hall. The pale resentful spirit could not wait to gush out from the shattered body again and merge into the dark corner...

The skin on the chest slowly converged, and then he raised his head slightly without slashing. He looked at the simple nest he built with interest. The white blood dripping floating on his fingertips slowly dripped. Under the shadow, countless resentful spirits fought for it.

Zabuzhan slowly walked out of the ancestral hall and told a lightly in the courtyard: "Go and tell Jing Teng and implement that plan as soon as possible..."

"Hi..." A faceless figure slowly emerged from the corner, and a figure flashed and disappeared into the much cleaner Taodi House...

Bai Qing gently pushed open the door that was already blurred in his memory. The room no longer had the slight smoke and dusty smell that he had remembered. The dry air was no longer as wet as familiar water flowed through. The white quilt on the bed was neatly placed on the head of the bed.

Bai Shen took a breath of the room, dry and refreshing. Did he remember the slightly damp breath in his memory wrong? Or he still stubbornly didn't want to remember...

Gently uncovered my simple package, a few simple scrubbing items, Bai Qing picked up the white doll next to the towel, the fluffy warmth still seemed to have not faded, but the crystal clearness dripping with fog disappeared...

Gently put down the white bear that had faded gloss, Bai slowly covered a white headdress on his chest, closed his eyes slightly, and seemed to be still in front of him without killing the adults. The habit of rubbing the bandage with his fingers is like a child...

The sweet smile slowly converged on the corner of the girl's mouth, silently pulling out the scroll from the ninja bag, and the ninja outfit that she hadn't worn for a long time was discarded on the edge of the bed...

The white cherry blossom kimono faded away, and the fair and still slightly green brightness was exposed to the air. The gray-green robe covered the body of the snow girl. The mask of the faceless person gently covered the peerless face. The sadness of the face was covered by the mask. If you don’t kill the adults, just like no matter how hard the ice crystal is, you can’t see your face with only the back...

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Chapter completed!