Uchiha's Dimensional Invasion Plan

In the corridor, Meiko covered her mouth tightly and retreated slowly and silently. When she approached the door of her room, she quickly opened the door and banged against the wall.

Suke looked at the corner of the corridor with some confusion. The conversation between him and Takatsuki Izumi had already made the problem clear. The use of illusions in the end was also a last resort. There was no need for Meiko to be so nervous, right?

After thinking about it, he was about to send Takatsuki Izumi back, and then explain to Meizi.

At this time, there was the sound of footsteps, and Yazi rushed over from the corner with teary eyes.

"It, it hurts. I bumped into the corner when I got up just now. Can you see if it's already bleeding?" Meiko squinted her eyes, bent down slightly, put her head over, and asked softly.

Jie Shi smiled and sighed: "Is it really that mysterious to be touched just once? It must be very painful. It's unnecessary."

Seeing that she was exposed, Meiko said angrily: "What do you mean it's unnecessary? If you are willing to take the initiative to get close to me, do I have to use this method? You obviously understand what I mean... ..why..........."

Jie quickly interrupted her: "Okay, okay, I'm sorry, it's my fault. As relatives, we should get closer."

"Family! You...forget it, since you are so worried about what will happen, then I'd better go see a doctor myself." Meiko pretended to wipe her tears and turned to leave.

Jie quickly grabbed her, and his palm covered with Yang Dun chakra slowly pressed against her forehead.

A tingling feeling came over her. Meiko closed her eyes comfortably and subconsciously leaned against her.

Jie shook his head helplessly, allowing her to hold him and start the treatment.

Seeing this, Meiko happily leaned on Jie's shoulder, her whole body pressed tightly against him, her nose twitched to smell the familiar smell, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around Jie's waist.

Under the nourishment of the shining green light, it didn't take long for the redness and swelling to dissipate.

Feeling the warmth leave, Meiko buried herself on Jie's chest, took a deep breath and whispered, "Can you hold me for a while longer."

Jie gently pushed Yazi away and answered her with body language.

In an instant, Hemeiko's face, which had been indulging in joy just now, changed, and dissatisfaction and anger appeared on her cheeks.

Jie patted her on the head and said: "If you like this, then I can treat you once a week, just to help you take care of the dark wounds left over these years."

Immediately, the corner of Meazi's mouth curved, revealing a happy look.

Jie sighed lightly, and continued: "Remember, I'm just helping you heal your hidden wounds, please control your outrageous behavior, otherwise I will entrust you to Tsunade."

Yazi nodded hastily like a chicken pecking at rice: "Dear one, I understand."

"I hope so. This guy, please help me send her back. I still have some things to do." After saying that, Jie turned around and walked towards the training room.

Meiko lifted up Takatsuki Izumi from the ground and curled her lips disdainfully: "Threat! You are really an idiot for planning to use this method, but stupidity has its advantages. If you can use it... ."

As the images appeared in his mind, Yazi's eyes gradually became brighter and brighter.

Iron Country, Mifune Dojo

The leader of the samurai, Mifune, was standing in front of the boulder with his eyes closed, holding a sword in both hands.

Behind him, a large group of young warriors stared silently, their eyes fixed on the knife in his hand.

Suddenly, a breeze blew by, and the sound of interweaving vegetation surrounded the dojo. Branches swayed lightly, and a leaf fell from the sky.

Mifune standing in front of the boulder had a flash of inspiration and was about to open his eyes and draw his sword.

At this time, there was a sound of exclamation from a distance, disturbed by this, the perfect state of the unity of human and sword collapsed instantly.

Mifune's expression sank, and he let out a long sigh helplessly.

"Damn it, didn't you tell anyone not to get close? I will never forgive whoever is making a fuss here."

Knowing that Mifune's hard-won artistic conception has been shattered, the young samurai's face darkened, and he turned his head angrily and shouted towards the noise.

"Well, forget it! It's God's will. The time has not come yet." Mifune waved his hand in despair, stopping his disciple from seeking revenge.

The young samurai was indignant: "Damn it! Teacher, you almost..."

Before he finished speaking, a voice of exclamation came: "Master Mifune! It's not good, daimyo, daimyo, he was assassinated and died!"

Hearing this, the faces of the figures in the dojo changed, and they quickly turned their attention to Mifune.

Mifune looked solemn and didn't care about practicing his sword anymore. He waved quickly and said: "What's going on? Take me to see it quickly."

In Daming Mansion, dense figures surrounded the courtyard and whispered to each other.

Not long after, Mifune stepped into the yard with the support of everyone.

Seeing the three boats, everyone around them took a few steps back to get out of the way.

Mifune walked into the courtyard at a leisurely pace, grabbed a man and asked: "What's going on? The guards of Daming Mansion are not weak. Who can quietly deal with all the guards and stab the Daming Lord to death in the mansion." "

The man waved his hand: "Yes... it was an assassination. Only two of the guards fell."

"What, assassination! Can avoid many eyes and ears and traps... Damn it, Daming Mansion has been infiltrated." After hearing the man's words, Mifune thought for a while and answered decisively.

The man was stunned and said: "Infiltration, is there an enemy spy among us?"

"You ran away a long time ago. I ordered you to go down and check if anyone is missing in the mansion. Now take me to see the body of Lord Daimyo."

"Yes!" The man nodded, pulled up the curtain, and brought Mifune to the daimyo's living room.

As soon as he entered the door, a headless corpse with missing hands, feet, and head appeared in front of his eyes.

One leg of the corpse was hanging down on the bed, and the entire upper body was hanging from the bed. The headless neck was pressed tightly against the ground, supporting the whole body from rolling off the bed.

A large amount of blood turned the entire ground dark red. Judging from the dead state of the corpse, it seemed that the head had been deliberately wiped out and blood was bled from the main artery.

With the pale skin and the dark red ground, purely from the visual point of view, the death is horrible.

"Cut off people's limbs and take off their heads. The victim is our Iron Country Daimyo. This... is simply a naked humiliation." Mifune had a sullen face and punched the door frame angrily.

"Master Mifune, who do you think the murderer will be? Konoha Ninja!" An old man stepped forward and said solemnly with frowning eyes.

A middle-aged man waved his hand and dispersed the low-level personnel. He nodded in agreement and said, "Except for the Konoha ninjas, there should be no one else. After all, we just reopened the factory not long ago. This should be a warning and revenge from the other party."

Mifune nodded in agreement and said: "The Kingdom of Iron has always been on good terms with other countries, and no one has had conflicts with us except the Konoha ninjas."

The formally dressed minister spoke up: "Then what should we do next? Revenge against Konoha?"

The old man waved his hand and interrupted: "No, we will talk about revenge later. The most important thing now is to choose the next daimyo and stabilize people's hearts."

The man agreed: "Yes, the news of the daimyo's assassination has not been covered up at all. It won't be long before the whole country will know about it. The most urgent thing is to elect a new daimyo as soon as possible to reassure people's hearts."

Mifune asked: "Then who do you think is the most suitable candidate for the new daimyo?"

The man spoke up: "I believe that the Daimyo of the Iron Kingdom must be none other than Mifune-dono. In fact, in terms of previous decisions, I very much agree with Mifune-dono's decision. The Daimyo will die. In fact, a large part of the reason is because of wrong decisions."