Konoha: This opening is too villainous

Occupation: Root Dog Squad/Deputy Director of Kikyo Yamashiro Medical Department

Family: Hagoromo clan

Attributes: Water (MAX), Wind (MAX)

Limitation of Blood Inheritance: Original Ancestral Body/Ice Escape

World Agreement: Guaranteed Contract.

Psychic Contract: Minato Namikaze

Physique: A

Spirit: S

Equipment: none

Soul Jade: 1366 points.

Money: 163656 taels.

It seems that something strange has been mixed in?

unimportant!

Ice escape!

Yes! You read it right!

Since the compatibility of the wind attribute has been improved to a certain level, the changes in the chakra properties of wind and water have merged to create a new escape technique.

Blood Succession Limit, although the theory is to fuse the chakra properties of two different attributes, this fusion case is indeed not mentioned in the plot, but in Fukui's view, the compatibility of attributes seems to be essential for fusion. One of the conditions.

Fujiu has never shown his ice escape in front of anyone since his awakening.

"Crack clap..."

"Of course, even if Magnetic Escape is restrained again, I still haven't lost!"

The money making continues.

Hagoromo Fukuhisa, who was focused on loading gold sand into sacks, now transformed into a vegetable seller at a street stall at the entrance of the village. She seemed to be casually complaining about the trivial matters in life, and while she was talking, she was picking and choosing for customers.

As his pockets became fuller and fuller, a sudden sense of depression quietly came over him.

"After all, I still have the last trump card, which is in the pocket under my left chest..."

He lowered his head and muttered a complaint. This sense of disobedience was obviously laughable, but gradually turned into a kind of fear, quietly creeping into everyone's hearts.

At this time, even the few Sand Ninjas lying on the ground remained silent.

My nerves were shattered!

They even breathed carefully, for fear of accidentally destroying some kind of balance.

This kind of suffocating tension seems to have never been experienced in a long time.

"It's filled with detonating charms! This is a matter of dignity!"

The annoying scratching sound seemed to be the only reassuring sound at this time. If possible, the Suna ninjas seemed to hope that the sound could continue and never stop, but in fact it was almost over.

Only the last bit of that gold is left.

Luo Sha's face maintained an extremely abnormal calmness. He had been observing Hagoromo Fukuhisa's behavior and actions. The illusions caused by all kinds of conflicts would always make him involuntarily create an image of a carefree citizen in his mind. .

He knew that this was not the real Hagoromo Fukuhisa, but the image was too full.

Because of this, he suddenly woke up.

Approximately a sense of absurd fear...

That's a normal person's fear of neurosis!

Because you have no idea what he is thinking right now?

Genius and madness seem to have the same definition.

"I need to be calm enough! Only when he is close enough can these detonating charms have their full effect! But...can they really blow him up?"

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Luo Sha's forehead. He subconsciously reached out to touch the bag under his left chest, and then suddenly woke up!

wrong!

There is no detonating charm in this bag at all!

Instantly more cold sweat fell from his body.

At this time, he didn't even dare to look up at the young man opposite him.

Why do I think there is a detonator in this bag?

When did I have such strong trust in Hagoromo Fukuhisa?

If this isn't an illusion...

Although this may be a hint of someone's bad intentions, Luo Sha did not notice it, and his heart was completely confused...

"Chacha...cha!"

At this moment, the bursts of stirring sounds suddenly stopped.

The last ray of golden sand slowly slid into the pocket like a bright light.

Facing the dazzling sunlight, Luo Sha raised his head and looked at the young man who had been chasing him all day and night. The light outlined a tall silhouette behind him. Maybe he was a little older than him and his brain was a little bit normal. But when she finally faced this guy head-on, Luo Sha suddenly realized that she couldn't seem to have the courage to resist at all.

The most important thing is that he knows that he can't beat...

All the ninjas around him have been defeated by him, and even his trump card has become a means of profit for the other party...

If someone had said that magnetic escape would bring benefits to the enemy just before today, Luo Sha would definitely think that this person was not crazy.

But that's what it is.

"Of course, magnetic escape is not without its merits..."

Hagoromo Fukuhisa seemed to have seen through his thoughts, "If I keep extracting sand gold from now on to attack Hagoromo Fukuhisa, I think he will be happy to let me hold on until reinforcements from the village arrive..."

Luo Sha was stunned.

This shameless 4.1 guy finally revealed his purpose.

Just for money...

Looking at the other party's sincere eyes, even Ruluo Sha felt a sense of grievance inexplicably in her heart...

"Hagoromo Fukuhisa! Don't bully others too much!"

Listen to the other person's answer without any emotion.

Luo Sha opened her mouth dryly.

It was a feeling of emptiness with nothing to say.

Finally, he was silent for a moment, raised his head in revenge, stared at the young man in front of him with cold eyes, and spoke seriously every word.

"No! What I want to say is...the extraction of alluvial gold takes time, you! You have to be patient!".

Chapter 270 The only old enemy in this life! The Thousand-Handed Rope Tree

so.

When the ANBU from Sunagakure found Rasa, the high-spirited young man's eyes were dull, as if he had endured inhuman torture.

It's like a boy moving bricks was forced to work overtime for an eternity!

The empty look in his eyes that is hopeless is like the most powerful accusation against a certain beast.

"Hagoromo Fukuhisa..."

"He's not human!"

……

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It was already the evening of the third day when Fukui reunited with the retreating Konoha team.

The whole team ran to the sentry point on the border between the Kingdom of Sichuan and the Kingdom of Fire before stopping to rest.

It is worth mentioning that here they encountered a team of rookies running around in the country of Sichuan. After asking, they learned that they were leaving from Shuangxi Gorge to support the front line.

The ninjas who retreated from the front line were stunned.

What's the matter, little brother?We have all withdrawn from the front line. Are you still wandering around the country of Sichuan?

"Inside...is the leader a tall bald man?"

Fujiu suddenly felt guilty.

The middle-aged ninja who led the withdrawal of the 12th Army across most of the Sawa Country touched his chin when he heard this, "Isn't that right? His name is Morino Ihiki. He looks quite honest, but his brain is a bit weak. I will follow him." He said that the map in his hand was wrong, but he still didn’t believe it..."

Then he seemed to think of something, "Speaking of which, he seems to have graduated from ninja school in the same year as you, little brother. You guys..."

"Unfamiliar!"

Someone directly denied it, then stood up and left, "I'm going to see that guy from Rope Tree. By the way, where did those people go in the end?"

"The front line has been completely lost now. Even we have returned by car. It doesn't matter whether they go or not. The first group of ninjas who retreated just happened to be returning to Shuangxi Gorge, so we asked them to follow..."

"Is that so..."

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, accompanied by the crisp chirping of insects, the breeze floats, and the leaves rustle under the moonlight.

The environment of the Kingdom of Sichuan is similar to that of the Kingdom of Fire. Although they have not yet returned home, it is already extremely comfortable for ninjas who are used to the desert wind and sand of the Kingdom of Wind.

Ninjas in twos and threes in the camp sat around the fire, treating the wounds caused by the war, whispering something, and from time to time their eyes drifted to the iron pot on the fire.

It was late at night when Naoki-san woke up.

There was no usual yelling or other violent mood swings.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he stared at the starry sky above his head, as if he had already woken up, without even taking a look at the wound on his right shoulder.

It wasn't until a wisp of the fragrance of rice porridge came from the side that the frighteningly quiet world around him suddenly started to make sounds, including the crackle of burning wood, the gurgling of an iron pot boiling, and the somewhat too noisy chirping of insects.

"Huh? Are you awake?"