Konoha: This opening is too villainous

Kurama Qingque felt that this might be the best chicken soup he had ever tasted!

As for why it glows...

Does it matter?

Just like the bleak autumn wind outside the house today, and the thunderstorm and the current world, only the warm bonfire and delicious chicken soup in the dilapidated old house can maintain a sense of comfort...

Looking at Kurama Qingque who was suddenly sober and sad, Fujiu curled his lips and glanced at the chicken soup.

[Poison Chicken Soup for a Depressed Soul]: Permanent spirit +10, forcing you to feel depressed and worrying about gains and losses within two hours.

What a powerful negative BUFF!

People like Kurama Qingque have been depressed, and the effect can be imagined.

Fortunately, someone tried the poison.

After all, how can the literal meaning be as convincing as seeing it with one’s own eyes?

Practice indeed brings true knowledge.

While Fujiu secretly sighed in his heart that the ancients would not deceive me, he calmly took out two more wooden bowls, quietly watched Ibiki and Yueguang Feiyu drinking soup, and then waited for them to become depressed...

"Don't you drink?"

Ibixi holds the bowl.

"No, I just finished cooking and I can't eat..."

Fujiu shrugged and mumbled casually.

Are you kidding me?

There will be fighting for a while!

For 10 points of energy, how can you fight if you are depressed?

He decided to put away the chicken soup and drink it slowly for later safety.

Yibixi didn't have any doubts at all. He raised his head and drank the bowl of poisonous chicken soup in one gulp!

Then he gets depressed.

This guy who was wary of everyone unexpectedly trusted Fukui.

Perhaps, he might have guessed something, but everyone is smart.

He wouldn't ask, and Fujiu wouldn't say he was scared.

However, it didn't matter that Ibiki trusted Fukuhisa. The eldest lady of the Moonlight Clan, who looked mature on the outside but was extremely calm and cautious on the inside, behaved beyond Fukuhisa's expectations.

This mature and steady young lady drinks chicken soup even more boldly than Ibixi.

Perhaps in the other party's perception, a guy who can perform such sword skills is completely trustworthy.

The complete trust of the three people made Fujiu feel comforted. At the same time, he thought to himself, if he had just secretly given the medicine, wouldn't he have easily defeated the three elites of the ninja world?

Cooking ninjas are indeed the most uncertain factor...

".?????Several?褤?'??a荤苩古鈯??

Someone picked a piece of salted fish and chewed it slowly in his mouth. He took out a clean bottle and poured out the remaining chicken soup ladle by ladle.

Although the contents of this pot will no longer have any effect after one sip, they are things that can add permanent attributes after all, so they cannot be wasted.

Although there is no shelf life or anything like that, it can still be stored for a long time if stored in a sealed container.

Chapter 198: Gentlemen! The night has arrived! The hunting has begun!

"Pants!"

A flash of thunder flashed across the sky, illuminating the rainy night with an instant paleness.

In Salt Copper Village, in the empty front lobby of the dilapidated hotel at the end of West Street, lightning light shone in from outside the door, and a pool of sticky scarlet stood out under the pale electric light.

A figure wearing a Konoha Chuunin vest and a forehead protector lay on top of the scarlet, and his face, which looked slightly young, had no color left.

Especially those eyes, staring closely at the side of the gate.As if he saw something extremely terrifying at the last moment, everything was frozen and there seemed to be no sound at all.

"Swish..."

Waves of subtle noises slowly approached, and in the flashing thunder light was a black figure whose figure could not be seen clearly.

"Crack!"

The other party slowly walked over, and then in the electric light he saw only a withered hand, slowly but powerfully pulling out the kunai stuck in the chuunin's back.

"They noticed..."

The hoarse voice was unhurried and slow. Although there was thunder outside, it could not suppress the voice.

"Placing the genin on the easternmost side already shows that we want to protect the weak 377..."

"so what?"

Bursts of laughter came, and several more footsteps came around.

"Since you noticed it, why did you send a chuunin here to die?"

"Who knows? Are they brave and foolhardy? Kill someone with a borrowed knife? Are they ruthless? People in Konoha have the most complex thoughts..."

"They are just a bunch of villains squatting in the dark, thinking that they are everything!"

"Hey, hey, hey! The other side has an army of five or six jounin, a dozen chuunin, and a hundred genin!"

"Huh...Jounin? Chuunin? Just this kind of stuff? Konoha ninjas are strong but powerful! I can beat five of their jonins each!"

"They are just our prey! Gentlemen! The night has come! The hunting has begun! The jounin leaves it to the three of us! The others will kill all their chuunin and genin!"

"Let Konoha ninja see the power of Sunagakure today!"

"Pants!"

A thunder sounded.

Then bright lightning broke through the door.

In the reflection, several figures had hideous and terrifying faces, like ghosts!

"The war has already begun!"

Not far away, in the dense rainstorm, several figures flashed from the dilapidated roof.

"Click da..."

It sounded like the sound of old wooden blocks rubbing against each other one after another.

The wooden door of the dilapidated hotel suddenly shattered.

"They're here!"

In an instant, inside the hotel, gazes appeared like blades surrendering to the rainy night outside.

But no one noticed that the expressionless eyes of the Konoha chuunin who originally seemed to be dead suddenly glowed with a fleeting brilliance.

Damn it!There is indeed something wrong with these businessmen!

…………

at the same time.

East side of town.

"Crack crackle crackle..."

It was windy and rainy outside, but it was as warm as spring inside the house. The charcoal fire whined and crackled as the damp cold wind leaked through the cracks in the doors and windows.

Otherwise, there was audible silence.

No one said anything until Fujiu finished filling the soup.

"Don't you want to eat?"

Just when this guy thought the silence would last for two hours, a voice full of heavyness and sadness came.

"Do you know that in this era full of war and sorrow, how many people are struggling to live because they are too ordinary and weak?"

Kurama Qingque raised his head, and was only glanced at by that resentful gaze, and Fu Jiu couldn't bear it.

What the hell is this?

Is there another compassionate poet living in your body?

"Ah……"

Kurama Qingque smiled.

There is quite something in this smile.

Fujiu originally thought that the negative BUFF of chicken soup was just a simple depression.

orchid.

Now seeing the state of Kurama Blue Bird, he suddenly realized that he might have underestimated the power of rare food that can emit golden light on its own!

“How many poor people are there in this world who are trying hard to survive for a bite of food but end up unable to survive because of hunger?”

He looked at the dilapidated wooden door that was constantly shaking due to the violent storm, and his eyes became more desolate, "Just like in this storm, how many..."

what are you...

Do we have to talk about such a heavy topic at this time?

Why don't I just ask the cook if he can't eat enough? Do you have to go to the line like this?

What does it have to do with me if others can’t eat?It's obviously the world's fault!

I’m also trying to figure this out!

But I don’t have the strength to make changes now!

Alas?

and many more!

Is now the time to say this?