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Chapter 127

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"Ahhhh, go to hell."

Jugo pulled his body out of the wall and threw a heavy punch at Aoyama. Aoyama only had time to cover his chest with his arms.

"Boom!"

The heavy fist energy sent Moonlight flying. She was also stuck in the wall, and a cloud of dust rose out of it.

"Hahaha, I've killed you! I've killed you, cockroach!" Juwu shouted excitedly as he twisted his monster-like body.

"Who are you calling a cockroach? You bastard. " A white shadow jumped out and hit Jugo. Because Jugo's body was too tall, Aoyama directly hit Jugo's chest, and then a series of violent punches.

The dull sound of the collision was like the beating of a drum, reverberating in this narrow passage. Moonlight's instantaneous roar was activated to the extreme. With the help of the violent storm as the driving force, Moonlight's attack had an extremely terrifying impact. Although it was not enough to fire an air cannon, its power was still very impressive.

"Boom!"

The last punch hit Jugo's chest, and finally made him spit out blood. Aoyama instantly retreated and used Flash Step to leave Jugo's side, and watched from a distance. Jugo's defense was too strong, and if he didn't break it, he would suffer a loss.

However, the curse on Jugo's body was lifted, and his ghost-like appearance slowly disappeared, and he turned into a tall boy, lying on the ground and gasping for breath. There was blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't seem to have any serious injuries. This vitality and defense were really terrifying. Aoyama was amazed, and at the same time, he was even more eager to become a sage.

"You're so powerful, thank you for stopping me." Jugo's voice became gentle and calm, without any of the manic and sharp tone from before. "Who are you? Why are you here? "

"Are you all right now? My name is Tsuka Aoyama, and I'm now Orochi Maru -sama's subordinate. Kimimaro is sick, so I'm temporarily looking after you and suppressing your urge to kill. "Aoyama confirmed that Jugo had calmed down, and then walked over.

"I am Zhong Wu of the Two Heavens Scale. You should already know that. Thank you." Zhong Wu used Moonlight's help to get up from the ground. He stood up shakily.

"You're Orochi Maru -sama's subordinate, no wonder you have a curse." Jugo showed a gentle smile, and there was no murderous intent.

"Jugo, what's the matter with your urge to kill?" Aoyama looked up at Jugo, this guy was too tall, he was only about 1.6 meters tall.

Jugo leaned against the wall, looked down at Aoyama, and then directly sat on the ground, and said: "It's related to the curse. To be precise, it should be called Sage Transformation. As long as I absorb too much natural energy around me, I can't control myself and trigger the Sage Transformation, and then I'll want to kill."

"Sage Transformation?" Aoyama looked at Jugo.

"Yes, in our village, this change is called Sage Transformation. The curse was proposed by Orochi Maru -sama, he studied the curse based on my cells." Jugo explained.

"My Sage Transformation is not complete, and I can't control myself. I often lose control like just now. I hate killing people, but when I go crazy, the urge to kill will come up uncontrollably. I can only control myself when Kimimaro is by my side, but Kimimaro is sick in bed, so I locked myself in here." Jugo's tone revealed deep loneliness.

"I'll come to see you often in the future, Jugo, I'm leaving today." Aoyama said goodbye to Jugo.

"Come to see me? Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you? Except for Kimimaro, no one dares to approach me casually. Even Orochi Maru -sama rarely comes. "Jugo looked at Aoyama in disbelief.

"I'm not afraid, because I'm very powerful. Now that Kimimaro is sick, I'll be responsible for being your cage for the time being, or should I say, a friend. That's it, I'll go first." Aoyama waved her hand, pulled up the Hyorinmaru on the ground, put it in the sheath, and slowly left.

Jugo watched Aoyama's back disappear, then dragged the heavy hammer back to the cell, squatting in the corner, his eyes became peaceful and a little happy.

"Friends? Kimimaro, will I have friends too? "Jugo closed his eyes and quietly curled up in the corner.

"It's really tiring. Jugo's fist is really heavy. Fortunately, I had some experience fighting Xiao Li last time." Aoyama rolled up her sleeves, looked at her red arm, and smacked her lips. Fortunately, there was no problem with the bone this time, and she would be fine after a rest.

"Oh, Lord Aoyama, it seems that there's no problem now? I was worried about whether there would be an accident. "Kabuto leaned against the wall, stretched out his hand, and pushed his glasses with a very kind smile.

Aoyama stopped and looked at Kabuto, "Well, thank you for your concern. Compared to this, I want to ask, who is Kimimaro?"

"Kimimaro? Do you want to see him? I'm afraid he can't make it today. He has taken the medicine and fell asleep. You can go see him tomorrow. His ward is not far from where you live … "Kabuto told Yuehua about Kimimaro without hiding anything.

After remembering some things about Kimimaro in her heart, Aoyama looked at Kabuto, "Enough with the small talk, what do you want to say? I don't believe that you came here to see me. "

"Haha, Lord Aoyama, you are too polite. We are all Orochi Maru -sama's subordinates, you can't be so cold, and I'm really curious about your strength." Kabuto's face had a chilling smile, like looking at a frog waiting to be dissected.

"However, let's get down to business. Yuehua Kun, you are now temporarily in charge of managing the prison here, you can do whatever you want with the prisoners here …" Kabuto smiled, then continued, "On the other hand, you have to control Jugo and ensure his stability. After all, he is Orochimaru-sama's precious material."

Aoyama's pupils shrank, and she quickly thought about it in her mind before nodding, "I know, leave it to me."

"Very good, then they are your subordinates, these guys are … prison guards." Kabuto turned around and waved his hand, and six Shinobu of different heights appeared.

With a casual glance, four men and two women, all of them looked fierce, and none of them had a good expression. Aoyama didn't take it to heart, but looked at Kabuto, "Kabuto, I want to see Orochi Maru -sama's experimental data about the curse seal."

Kabuto's eyes flashed, and he smiled, "Lord Aoyama, are you also interested in the curse seal?"

"Of course, the curse seal on my neck is very embarrassing. It conflicts with my bloodline limit, I want to solve this problem." Aoyama touched the curse seal on his neck and stared at Kabuto.

"Okay, I will give you a copy of the material tomorrow, but Lord Aoyama also has to pay a price … such as your blood sample?"

With a test tube of Aoyama's blood, Kabuto left with satisfaction.

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