Konoha: Kaido template unlocked at the Beginning - Chapter 98
Chapter 98
Chapter 98
As the scale of the village is increasing, the business of opening the village is imminent. The food supply of the surrounding land has not been self -sufficient. Every month, they must be fixed to other villages to buy supplies. This is not only troublesome.It is also a large loss for manpower.
Zi Xu wanted to announce the establishment of their villages to the Ninja recently, but he always felt that he lacked a chance, but before he waited for this opportunity, he left the village again because of some tasks, and it was temporarily stranded.
But now the opportunity is to come to the door.
A black robe in a red auspicious cloud appeared in the night sky like a ghost.
He is sitting above the big bird that has always been composed of snow -white clay. This big bird is surging above the village of Chuquan at this moment.Around the forest.
There is still a man sitting on the big bird, but the man’s body is very short, which is about 1.3 meters. The exposed skin is dry and cracked, and there is no vitality.Essence
“It should be here, is it hidden by the illusion? Let’s take a look, um.” The man who stood on the bird and launching the spider spoke to himself said to himself, manipulating the big bird to continue to land.
The wind produced during the fall blew the buckets on the two people’s heads, and finally revealed the appearance of the two.
The face of the same figure as the old man was really dare not compliment. The gray -yellow skin, the lower half of the face was firmly blocked by the black cloth, and the upper face showed a pair of slender and deadly eyes.
The most important thing is that this guy is still a bald head. There are only a few things that fall like black scimitar on the head on the head on the head. The wrinkled scalp twitches from time to time.Large reduction.
The other figure is obviously normal. The dark yellow hair makes the teenager look full of vitality, but the left eye is blocked by the hair, the strand of hair drooping down the face, it looks a bit non -mainstream.
The braids on the top of the head were tilted, and the long hair below was hidden in the clothes. The hair behind it naturally put on a short braid at the ends of the hair. It looked very sunny.
“One tail should be here, um, fantasy, it’s boring.” The young man stretched out his hands, and a little white spider climbed out of his palm.
His hands are not the same as others. The two mouths appear in the center of his two palms. The teeth are chewing. Then he spit out a pile of spiders that just appeared.san.
The little spiders that came out of his mouth were properly advanced as a small army, and they seemed to want to find the entrance through this method.
“Peng ~”
However, the sound of the explosion continued from the surroundings. Those little spiders seemed to have encountered any invisible obstacles, and the explosion occurred in an instant. The red fire light and thick smoke covered the surroundings.It’s right.
“Didala, what’s going on.” The old man -like person finally opened, his voice was jerky as a cat’s claw scratching glass, and his hoarse and low voice seemed to have just grabbed the vocal cords and didn’t learn to speak.
Didala frowned on the side.
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“The clay is broken in advance, or there may be traps around, my brother, you will rely on you here, um.” Didala patted the back of the old man, and the thunderbolt had been done.It’s almost the same, now it depends on how to find the way to enter the village.
The little old man didn’t have extra nonsense, but just stood there quietly, like a teammate who had suddenly hung up, and lost the connection, but this situation did not last too long.The real gate of the village moves.
“There.” He pointed to a position. In fact, he didn’t need to say that Didella was guessing, because the moonlight showed the knife and appeared at the position of the old man’s finger.
The village gatekeeper has finally played his own role for so many years. He is trying to move his body. He hasn’t experienced the feeling of living for a long time. His long knife has long been hungry and thirsty!
The village is a masterpiece at this moment. The bright red alarm lights and harsh alarms spread throughout the entire village. Many of the villagers who are about to enter the dreamland are also spiritual after hearing the alarm.Pants, ran to the village Houshan to gather.
Most of these people are women, children, and old, weak and disabled. They have not much self -protection ability to gather in Houshan. The ability people have picked up guns to go out to meet the enemy.
Naturally, she is not old, weak, and disabled. She also has to follow the front line. The strength of the medical ninja is very large. She must be prepared to treat the wounded at any time.
Qian Nai also picked up a trial -type sniper rifle, drove his eyes to investigate the surrounding environment, and wanted to see where the attack was.
Dedala and others outside heard the alarm, Didala sighed softly, and let the bombing of half -cut moonlight lying on the ground.
“Pervable, a bit tricky, and the pillar power is protected well, uh.”
The moonlight blast that Didala stepped on his feet still did not give up. Only his upper body was left with his hands and grabbed Didala’s legs to prevent him from moving forward. His lower body is slowly recovering, but he is recovering.At the same time, it is constantly exploding, and the two have reached a perfect balance.
“Huh? Is the uninterrupted body? Exquisite art is a bit interesting.” The little old man who was indifferent to everything saw this scene and later became interested, squatting next to the moonlight wind to observe him.
“Really, brother, you just go into a misunderstanding. Art is an explosion. Only instantaneous fireworks can be called art! Those who are half -dead like him are not art.”
Didala seems to be disdainful of this undead. The art he pursues is an instant explosion, the extreme enthusiasm, not this boring eternal life.
The little old man shaken some mechanical heads. He pulled off the moonlight’s arms, and went to his eyes to observe that his residual body turned into the gray earth and returned to himself, and said with interest.
“Eternity is art. There is no decay. The eternal beauty is art. This state can be called art. Let’s say, what is this skill? Who exhibited it?”
The emotional fluctuations in his words were relatively large, and he squeezed the moonlight’s neck with excitement, and his throat was cut off.
Didala has no interest in this kind of thing. He still thinks that explosion is art, and he has not forgotten the purpose of this trip, that is, to capture a tail.
(This chapter is finished)