Hell Paradise from Naruto

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The rain slowly subsided as the clouds gradually thinned, but the river with abundant water still set off high waves, stirring each other, one wave overshadowing the other, rushing into various tributaries.

In a narrow mountain tributary, lush reeds grow on both sides, almost completely covering the narrow stream.

suddenly.

A yellow ball suddenly emerged from the bottom of the stream.

However, the color of this ball is a transparent yellow that has tended to dissipate.

With a bang, the ball disappeared like a bubble. The moment the ball disappeared, a pale white hand suddenly came out and tightly grasped the reeds on the bank of the river, as if grasping a life-saving straw. Generally, hold on tightly and won’t let go.

The edges of the reed leaves are very thin and jagged. When this pale hand moved up the reeds to the river bank, these reed leaves kept scratching on the arm.

After a while, a man in tattered black clothes, all wet, with only one hand and one leg left, climbed onto the river bank.

"Ho..."

"Ho..."

"Damn!"

This person was naturally Mo Chen, who was being chased by a black wolf and escaped by jumping off a waterfall.

His right hand and left foot seemed to have been torn off with brute force. The fuzzy flesh and blood had become swollen and white because they had been soaked in water for too long.

Moreover, when Hei Lang said goodbye, he blasted two strange flame mist into Mo Chen's body. These black flame mist followed Mo Chen's meridians and constantly burned his meridian system.

At this time, Mo Chen is like the blood vessels in the body being filled with tiny sparks. Moreover, these small sparks will follow the flow of blood, constantly burning the blood vessels and evaporating the blood.

This excruciating pain made Mo Chen feel like his chest was being torn apart.

"Well!"

"what!!"

"what!!!"

The blue veins at Mo Chen's temples were pulsing, as if a rubber band had been stretched to the limit and then bounced on top. He kept rolling in the yellow mud and roaring.

However, even though Mo Chen had been wrapped into a clay figure, the pain inside his body still did not lessen, but instead felt intensifying.

Just like the most painful second-degree burn, waves of overwhelming pain constantly challenged Mo Chen's psychological limits.

a long time.

The clay figurine's movements finally stopped.

Due to excessive blood loss, Mo Chen, who was exhausted of chakra and telekinesis, finally couldn't hold on anymore and passed out.

For Mo Chen at this time, being able to lose consciousness was simply a gift.

……

In a daze, the clay figurine's lips moved and made an extremely weak sound.

"Cuckoo!"

"Cuckoo!"

However, in the hazy night, only the chirping of frogs and insects could be heard all around. Even the dim moonlight ignored this extremely embarrassed clay figure and hid from a distance.

"thirsty……"

"Well!"

"Uh..."

However, before Mo Chen, who had just regained some consciousness, had time to observe his surroundings, the severe pain was like a surging tide, dragging Mo Chen into darkness again.

……

When Mo Chen woke up again, it was already daytime.

The sky is still shrouded by a thick layer of dark clouds, but after yesterday's heavy downpour, the air has become extremely fresh.

"Forehead……"

After opening his eyes with difficulty, Mo Chen found that his remaining leg was actually soaked in the turbid yellow river water.

The mud on his body had almost fallen off, leaving only a layer of mud shell pressed underneath him.

It seems that it should have rained again before...

Mo Chen used his swollen left hand to pull, dragging his body slowly, like a snail.

Finally, when Mo Chen moved his body to the bottom of the slope beside the river bank, he couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.

"Ho..."

"Ho..."

With the smell of sand in his mouth, Mo Chen turned his body face up again, and then leaned his back against the edge of the short slope little by little.

Only then was Mo Chen able to take out a can of milk from the storage space and slowly pour it into his mouth with his trembling left hand.

The body needs to take in energy to regenerate chakra...

"Hey..."

Mo Chen, who was enduring the excruciating pain, seemed to sense a familiar cry. ???.

"Yes……"

"I almost forgot about this little guy Bo Zai..."

Bo Zai, this is the name of Mo Chen's panda cub.

Fortunately, the spirit beast bag was tightly tied to Mo Chen's waistband, otherwise, this little guy, Bo Zai, would have become 'Jiang Liu'er'.

After Mo Chen pulled open the string of the spirit animal bag, a chubby, round, black and white panda cub rolled out.

It had already memorized Mo Chen's scent. Although it hadn't opened its eyes yet, it was able to rub its furry head against Mo Chen's thigh.

Mo Chen stroked Bo Zai's little head. Since there was no container, he could only slowly tear open the outer packaging of the milk, then lay it sideways on the ground.

Bo Zai rubbed it for a while, and after smelling the smell of milk, he tremblingly turned his little head to the milk, stretched out his little pink tongue, and started licking it.

"Hey!"

It has been at least a day since the last feeding. Fortunately, Bo Zai is already over 20 days old. Compared to the little mouse he was when he was just born, he is now much stronger. Otherwise, he might have starved to death.

Mo Chen put his palm on Bo Zai's back and gently stroked its soft fur. However, judging from Mo Chen's facial expression that twitched from time to time, his body was still in a mess.

The flame mist poured into Mo Chen's body by the black giant wolf has almost burned the meridians. If you observe it with your white eyes, you will find that the blue meridians in Mo Chen's body have turned into a blackened paste at this moment. shape.

In this case, even if Mo Chen condenses chakra again, it will be useless.

"I can only continue to meditate..."

However, fortunately, Mo Chen also practiced a second power system in addition to chakra.

"Hey!"

After licking most of the can of milk, Bo Zai turned to Mo Chen again, curled up and nestled against Mo Chen's thigh.

Mo Chen couldn't help but feel a hint of warmth in his heart. In this paradise where anyone could become an enemy, perhaps only Bo Zai was the most trustworthy.

He carefully picked up Bo Zai with his left hand and placed it on his thigh, while Mo Chen himself began to work hard to enter a meditative state to avoid the heartbreaking pain.

At this time, Mo Chen, who had no ability to fight back, could only pray that no one else would be allowed to pass by before the mission was over...

Mo Chen clearly remembered that before the final battle started, they only had three days left.