I Set off a Night Walk of a Hundred Ghosts in the Ninja World

As if seeing Kisame's astonishment, Uchiha Arara slowly raised his finger and nodded his eyes in the air.

"Don't underestimate my eyes."

"The illusion in the fourth Mizukage Kutachi Yakura was unraveled by me."

This kind of explanation blurted out, which somewhat gave the strange man hidden in the fog a little recognition.

Acknowledgment of the authenticity of the event.

"The Konoha ninja who died in this incident was named Nohara Rin."

"It is Uchiha Obito's best companion."

"That's why that guy chose to attack Wuyin Village, set off a bloody tyranny, and clung to Muyeyin Village."

"Because the person who killed Nohara Rin in the end was the ninja Hatake Kakashi who belonged to Konoha."

Aura continued to add.

And such a closed-loop explanation also made Ganshi Guixier's face tense instantly, and Yu Zhi already believed in most of the whole incident in his heart.

The only remaining point is the promise made by that person in the past to himself:

【Free yourself from false pain,】

[Build a shelter for yourself! 】

"For the sake of cholera for one person and one country, the entire country of water is plunged into endless killing and being killed,"

"Shape the kingdom of water into today's blood mist,"

"It really is........"

Speaking of this, Huang paused for a moment, and finally did not continue.

Because he replaced himself, the appearance of Izumi Uchiha emerged in the sea of ​​consciousness, if such a thing happened to him......

Do not,

He will never let such a thing happen!

Huang skipped over such topics, and ended coldly:

"The Moon's Eye project is just a fantasy world he wants to create."

"One, a world with Nohara Lin."

"As a ninja of Wuyin Village, the future you were promised will never come true."

"You, but you are still the tool to be deceived and used."

"As for the evidence..."

A scarlet grass figure quietly appeared in the boy's hands, and was thrown into the arms of the trance-like dried persimmon ghost.

"Let's feel the chakra breath remaining on it carefully."

"Is it exactly the same as that trash who claims to be 'Madara'!"

###Chapter 240 Nine Mr. Persimmon, let’s have dinner together after the mission is over. ###

[Newly hatched baby sharks will devour each other in the mother's womb in order to be born successfully. 】

[I used to be the same. 】

[Except for myself, whether it is a companion, a fellow clan, or a superior, they are all food for preserved fruit. 】

【but,】

[The world that doesn’t need to be false, I also want to see it with my own eyes. 】

The dried persimmon ghost clutching the blood-colored grass figure fell into a deathly silence.

His pupils were dim, his aura was weak, and most of his innate arrogance and ferocity were wiped away at this moment.

This is not because the injuries in his body deteriorated here, but because of the endless disappointment brought about by being deceived by his companions again.

The man once said:

【Let me free you from false pain,】

[Let me build a shelter for you. 】

He once thought that the other party understood him and could perceive his inner grief:

【You have always been fighting to kill your companions,】

[But from now on, you will fight as my companion. 】

But in the end,

Ah,

Ha ha,

In the end, that guy was actually the instigator of the whole incident!

The reason why I embarked on the road of no return to slaughter my companions, and the reason why I lived in false pain, was all because of his manipulation!

ridiculous,

It's ridiculous that I still want to help that realize the so-called 'Moon Eye Project'.

【Mr. Persimmon,】

[Your life is very difficult. 】

Perhaps, she is the only one who has truly understood her.

Dried Persimmon Kisame raised his cheeks, the sky in his field of vision was so blue, and the white clouds were floating leisurely, but none of this had anything to do with it.

A strong breath of death began to grow and spread in his body.

This is not a physical death, but a spiritual extinction, a extinction that cannot be healed or restored even by Yingcao's life force.

Such a situation was also unexpected by Uchiha Ara.

This unruly existence actually chose the extinction of the soul!

And in the face of such a situation, there was nothing he could do.

After all, Yingcao's healing power is only aimed at the injury, and at the fading vitality, not the desire to give up voluntarily to survive.

Even if you use the kaleidoscope Sharingan to control it forcibly, what you can get in the end is just an empty shell, a walking dead.

"never mind,"

"If so, this is your last choice."

Huang whispered softly.

Just like when facing the Eight-tailed Bull Demon, he chose to let it go.

'呲la. '

There is a piercing sound passing here.

I saw that a series of jagged scales pierced the white bandage that wrapped him, and the crisp metal collision sound became more anxious and urgent.

It was the great sword Sharkis held in Kujira's hand.

The psychic one seems to be mourning, weeping, and praying for its master not to leave him.

Even the soft handle of the knife cracked a strange opening, and bit towards the palm that imprisoned him, trying to break free from the shackles.

But a skeleton of Dawson Leng appeared almost at the same time, and firmly blocked the strange opening, making it unable to move any more.

You must know that the bones lingering on Jiujiliang's battle body are left by his best friend!

' Woohoo. '

The shark muscle that could not break free began to whimper in a low voice, but such a sound and such a scene did not seem to be conveyed to its owner's perception.

"At least, shark muscle has never deceived you."

"It's in front of you, and it's always real."

Huang naturally also noticed this situation, and quietly conveyed such a message.

However, what he didn't notice was that when such words fell into his ears, a little confusion suddenly danced in Qianshi Guixie's dark eyes.

[Only it, only it. 】

【In this world, only it has never let itself down. 】

Beneath the faintly beating faintness is this thought that is becoming more and more turbulent.

"Of course after you die, I will entrust it to a suitable owner who will cherish it."

"I believe you should have heard of that person, Junmaro of the Kaguya clan."

Uchiha Ara, who stood up, continued to add.

After all, there is no reason for such a powerful ninja sword that is extremely destructive and can give back power to the user to be left idle.

And Kaguya-kun Maro's open and closed fighting style, which can even be said to not care about life at all, should be a relatively high compatibility match.

"return,"

But at this moment, a faint whisper sounded.

This kind of sound is like the whisper of mosquitoes and flies, if you don't distinguish carefully, you can't hear it clearly.

"Ok?"

Huang also didn't understand what the other party said, but he still hummed softly in response to such a change.

Because in a sense, the other party is also a ninja worthy of respect, otherwise I would not let him choose to die on his own, and he must squeeze out the last trace of available value.

"Give it back, give it back to me, give it back to me!"

The beating heart is slowly recovering, the dimness in the pupils is gradually expelled, and the blurted words can be clearly distinguished.

Dry persimmon ghost shark is reluctant to give up his old buddy to others after all.

Not to mention Kaguya-kunmaro who once belonged to the same faction, even Uchiha Madara would not do it!