The will of fire can't save the Ninja world

"Cough cough..."

In the empty cave, there was a suppressed coughing sound.

Meiyu grabbed the ventilator beside her and took a deep breath to relieve the pain in her lungs.

She glanced weakly at her companion resting in the cave.

Three days have passed since the last time Konoha's three little ghosts were tracked down.

With the existence of Baiyan and gradually adapting to the rhythm of war, the three little devils became more and more difficult to catch.

On the contrary, the fighting mood here is getting lower and lower.

From the very beginning of receiving news of the ambush, to now, nearly 20 teams have died, and more than 20 people have been seriously injured and unable to participate in the battle.

Only about half of the people are still looking for traces of each other in the vast canyon.

What was even worse was the secret letter from the headquarters of Yuyin Village.

"Konoha is putting pressure on it now. Master Hanzo doesn't know when he will come back from Daimyo. What should we do next?"

Jonin Takagi asks Miyu to heal her wounds.

The other two jounin also looked over.

The four people present were all the few elites in Yuyin Village.

But unexpectedly, Lei Ting attacked, but was held back by the three children of Konoha, and even killed half of his teammates and subordinates.

Before receiving the secret letter, they only had to execute their goals, track them down to death, and intercept intelligence.

But now, Konoha exerted pressure, and the second path appeared.

As long as you are willing to face, you can completely give up the mission.

After all, this is in line with the outside world's perception of Xiaoguo Ninja Village.

Mei glanced at her companions with weak eyes, and read retreat from their faces.

Her voice was hoarse, but powerful: "Konoha just moves her mouth, and you all want to escape. If one day, they really move their hands, what about you? Put the knife on my neck, put it on Master Hanzang's neck, and dedicate it to me." Konoha?!"

Jonin Takagi blushed: "We didn't! We just... there is no need to annoy Konoha at this time, not to mention that we can't find those brats now, but we ourselves have suffered heavy losses..."

Miyu sneered and said, "Annoy Konoha? Invaded the border of the Land of Rain with the intention of colluding with Sand Ninja. We fought back, but we 'annoyed' Konoha?"

Waiting for Gaomu to hang his head, Meiyu continued: "Don't think of Konoha as a human being, it is a combination of interests. Its so-called 'angry' is just to achieve their goals, and has nothing to do with what we have done or are going to do. .”

"Since they have started to 'annoy', then we should have no psychological burden, and we should continue to complete the task."

Her eyes were gloomy: "What are you afraid of sacrificing dozens of people? That Uchiha brat, and that girl... As long as we can deal with them, let alone sacrifice dozens of companions, even hundreds! Even if it's you Me! I earned it all!"

"We can no longer afford the emergence of Konoha geniuses."

"The genius who killed Konoha's future may be the only contribution you and I have made to Yuyin Village and Lord Hanzo in this life."

Takagi lowered his head and clenched his fists.

The other two also surged with blood:

"For the village!"

"For Master Hanzo!"

……

After several days of heavy fog, it finally rained in Snake Canyon at night.

In the dark, figures are like ghosts, moving through the rain.

You Yuren landed on the ground and observed the muddy blood in the muddy puddle: "You haven't gone far, keep chasing!"

This evening, Urenin finally caught the Konoha imp who was hunting.

This time, Urenin was more patient and cautious.

Knowing that the opponent's methods are weird, but they are too young and have insufficient chakra, so they adopted the safest method, not putting the trapped beast in a desperate situation, but constantly using ninja tools to consume the opponent's chakra and physical strength.

Track troops and keep a close distance.

The rest of the troops cruised on three sides.

Like a pack of wolves hunting, waiting for the prey to show signs of fatigue.

The sound of pattering rain was extraordinarily noisy because of the high-speed movement.

As one of the hunted targets, Hizashi leads the way with his white eyes.

Be distracted from time to time, and divide your efforts to separate the hidden arrows from the darkness.

His chakra is almost not enough.

"Not yet?"

Said in a trembling voice.

These two people...crazy people, really crazy people!

He racked his brains just thinking about his escape plan.

They... actually want to fight back!

Three days, just three days, no matter how talented they are, where can they practice?

The plan mentioned later made him even more confused.

I can't figure out the difference of 1 a day, and I can't figure out why I agreed to try it.

Behind him, Yu Ye carried the weak pommel horse Qi Yue into action.

Pommel horse Qiyue kept dripping blood, which poured into the rain.

From the perspective of the white eyes, the blood exudes a thick chakra.

The double loss of chakra and blood made Kurama Qiyue's fair skin look as pale as a dead person.

Uneasy, they circled twice around the selected open area.

Sensing the attack in the dark, the frequency became lower and lower until it disappeared completely, Yu Ye stopped.

Huddled in Yu Ye's arms, listening to the beating of the pommel horse Qiyue, opened his eyes and said weakly: "Are you here?"

Yu Ye said softly: "It's here."

The purpose of Yuren's attack to consume their chakra has been achieved.

And their preparations are ready.

Yu Ye looked at the bloodless Qi Yue in her arms, clenched and then loosened her fists, loosened and clenched again.

His eyes had been stabbed so many times that his pupil power seemed to reach a new height.

But at this moment, his mind is all on Qi Yue, and he has no time to worry about his eyes.

Qiyue touched his cold face, struggled up, and smiled lightly: "Then it's time for me to move around. Yu Ye, my stage, don't steal the limelight."

Yu Ye's tone was solemn: "Follow the plan, don't force it. I'm behind."

Qi Yue raised her thin chin: "Of course, I don't want to see you and Mio happy alone!"

While the three of them stopped, the surrounding Urenin slowly approached.

They kept chasing, without supplies, and even used up all the ninja tools today.

In the rain, they scattered on the jagged rocks of the canyon.

Amane Miyu stepped forward and continued to use words to disintegrate her fighting spirit: "Hand over the information, and you can survive."

Qi Yue laughed silently, and threw the mission scroll over.

Meiyu was a little surprised. After carefully confirming that there was no trap, she asked someone to open it.

One blank scroll.

Meiyu said coldly: "It seems that at this time, you are still stubborn!"

Qi Yue spread her hands: "I want to say that the scroll is real, do you believe it?"

Meiyu sneered: "It seems that only blood debts will be paid in blood."

Qi Yue heard something funny, "Hahaha... cough, cough, bah!"

Qi Yue calmly spat out the vomited blood, raised her head and said with a smile: "By the way, do you know what my blood tastes like?"

Meiyu didn't know why, and suddenly saw the blood vomited by Kurama Qiyue, which evaporated and disappeared in the rain very quickly.She inexplicably thought of the battle that day, and had an ominous premonition in her heart.

"Everyone of Urenin, welcome to my hell."

The weak pommel horse Qiyue suddenly went mad——

Snapped!She clasped her hands together!

Arms exposed at the side cuffs.

On the arm, there are strange blood stains.

"No, don't let her move!"

Meiyu moved forward in panic, but it was already too late.

Pommel horse Qiyue's whole body was agitated with chakra, her clothes fluttered, and her long hair stood on end.

The surrounding Urenin felt his heart beating violently, and even his soul was timid in a trance!

That was the pommel horse Qi Yue's blood was agitating in his body after they had "tasted" it in the pursuit!

Pommel horse Qiyue's bloodstained arms swam towards her palms, squeezing——

Finally, draw a bloody mural in the air!

The murals are graffitied with ghosts and gods who don't know their faces!

Blood oozed from the corner of Pommel Qiyue's mouth, and he laughed wildly:

"Struggle to your heart's content in my hell!"

"The field of soul perception is expanding—"

"The Panic Root Prison!!!"