Naruto Konoha Rebellion

Chapter 56

Konoha 60.

It is eight hundred miles away from Konoha Village on the border of Kawano Country.

The wind pressed down high into the sky, and the low and sparse weeds growing on the outermost grassland were broken by the strong wind that fell from the sky. Large areas of green grass rose and fell one after another like waves, and they bowed down to worship a white-haired man on the edge of the grassland.

"Ah!" Crazy roaring like a wild beast, in the center of Caohai, a black-skinned boy with puffed up muscles quickly stood up.

The young man's face was pale, with a bit of iron blue, and his left hand was covering the wound on his neck. The chakra on his body rose and retreated randomly, and the rupture of the carotid artery was about to fail to connect.

"I don't have any teachers." A little calm appeared on his ferocious face.

"Konoha betrayed Mizuki, you are much stronger than I imagined——I lost," the young man hiccupped suddenly, his chest heaved violently, blood froth came out of his mouth, and the anger in his eyes completely disappeared. He didn't see it, but his eyes filled with awe, he swallowed hard, and said in a strange voice, "But I can't die yet."

Mizuki's morbid smiling face instantly retracted, and he curled his lips in a boring way, like a third-rate drama actor full of enthusiasm who used his only exaggerated acting skills to show off and found that not only were there few audiences watching the show, but they also booed him.

He glanced at the dying but still stubbornly standing dark-skinned young man, raised his eyebrows in surprise.

This method of relying on chakra to wrap blood vessels to connect fatal injuries requires extraordinary manipulation power. Mizuki thinks he can barely do it, but he doesn't expect that others can do it too.

Regardless of Mizuki's surprise, the dark-skinned boy quickly made a seal with his spare right hand.

With a bang, the ground under Mizuki's feet suddenly exploded.

"So I said, why does your kid's operation make me feel so familiar." Mizuki has already sensed the detonating symbol under his feet with his superb perception.

When the explosion happened, he took advantage of the situation and jumped into the sky, easily dodging the attack.

"Yeah!" The young man let out a low growl, Mizuki thought he was going to attack further, but unexpectedly, the young man feigned an attack, bowed his waist, and ran quickly with both feet, running in the opposite direction of Mizuki, and fled deeper into the grass.

"Run if you can't beat it, a wise choice." Mizuki leaped into the sky and at the same time immediately induced Chakra to transform into wind attribute energy and blasted two high-pressure jets under his feet.

He stood upright in the air, and landed lightly like a feather.

"However, why the point of 'run away if you can't beat' still looks so familiar." Mizuki sighed depressingly.

Mizuki looked straight ahead.

In just two seconds, the black-skinned boy had already run 40 meters away.

Mizuki unfolded his perception, and the boy's thick and rich Chakra had reached the level of the top elite Jōnin, which was more than the Chakra reserve of the [-]-[-] god Hatake Kakashi.

It is estimated that the so-called ninja god Senju Zhuma's chakra reserves at the age of 15 are nothing more than that.

However, this kid is not like a child who has a close relationship with Otsutsuki's family. How can he get so much chakra with his mediocre talent?
"Oh, interesting." Mizuki said a catchphrase that he had unconsciously cultivated.

The wind has not stopped, the land is peaceful, and the weeds are restless in groups. It is not the animals that have long disappeared in this grassland that are moving, but a young man holding his neck is running crazily. His not-so-strong figure is running fast on the grassland Ping launched a broad road.

The broad road to death.

In the third second, the boy ran 70 meters away.

Mizuki held out a hand.

Turning his backhand, he clenched his palm tightly.

There was a sound of vomiting blood in the distance, a puffing sound, and then there was another muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"As my enemy, it's best not to have any physical contact with me." Mizuki said softly.

He walked up slowly, approaching the young man step by step, and every step he took, his sturdy aura weakened a bit, until the moment he walked in front of the black-skinned young man, the bulging muscles on his body had calmed down, and the golden light in his eyes followed. The wind cleared.

The wind stopped.

Today, the weather in the country of Kawa is still affected by the continuous rain in the country of fire in the east. The sun is shining brightly, but it is unstoppably cold. Everything is very strange.

Mizuki's bright white frosty mid-length hair was still swaying with inertia the moment the wind stopped, and then stayed around her mouth.

He pursed his lips and looked coldly at the prostrate boy, a strand of silver hair sticking to his thin lips.

He raised his hand to hold the strand of white hair, brushed it away calmly, and said with a smile, "Why aren't you dead yet?"

The part of the black-skinned boy's chest facing his heart was already bloody, his gray linen clothes were stained scarlet with blood, and [-]% of the chakra on his body was gone.

The boy's left hand was still covering his neck, and the blue light from the last trace of Chakra still maintained the connection of the carotid artery. His right hand was shaking, and he wanted to retract his hand to cover his rotten chest, but he was unable to stretch it.

"It's normal, I'll give you a happy one, but—after all, I'm more handsome than you, and I can give you five seconds to say my last words." Mizuki's right index finger glowed dark blue, and the high-pressure air The cut is ready to go.

The boy's jaw trembled and he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood froth poured out involuntarily. With a face full of pain, he struggled to say: "Don't...don't kill me..."

Mizuki frowned, his smile disappeared, and he said with a frosty face: "Killers, people will always kill them."

"And," Mizuki said solemnly, "do you think you can still live?"

The dark-skinned boy suddenly let out a miserable laugh, with the sound of gurgling blood foam, almost desperate.

Suddenly, the boy remembered something.

"Help me...do me a favor..." the boy said with a strange voice, his eyes widened excitedly.

Mizuki's face also became weird, and he said strangely: "You want me to help you?"

"I...I know you are looking for Loulan...that's where the huge Chakra on my body comes from..." The young man swallowed his blood reluctantly.

Mizuki shook his head and said, "No matter where you got the news, or your own speculation, you are indeed right. But now I have a map of Loulan."

"Heh...cough cough...all the existing maps of Loulan were drawn by the Fourth Hokage of Konoha Village 13 years ago...the map made by the Fourth Hokage...can't reach Loulan at all..."

"Oh? You know it so clearly?"

Mizuki was dubious.

The dark-skinned boy suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood, and the blue light on his left hand dimmed a lot.

The boy was dying and said: "If you don't believe me, you can take out the map you got and look at it. On the top of it, there must be a simple map of the ancient country of Loulan that is so mysterious and beautiful that people want to find out" and a forehead badge of Muye Village. graphics."

"Have it?"

Mizuki squinted at the black-skinned boy who was about to die.

The right hand caressed the left arm, black light flickered, and a scroll appeared.

Mizuki opened the scroll and took a closer look.

——"A simple map of the ancient country of Loulan, which is so mysterious and so beautiful that people want to find out" is written in long Japanese on the top of the map.

What the hell!

Namikaze Minato counts you as fucking ruthless!
　(Let’s talk about two things seriously. One is that the chapter titles of the last three chapters have been changed. They are not subtitles of “upper, middle and lower”, but subtitles of “one, two, three” and so on, because the little plot of “seeking death” is too much. Long, it is the wedge that leads to the next small plot, so I have to write another chapter or two; the second is that the characters appearing in Chapter 66 are all original characters or characters related to the original characters, not random fabrications.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)