"Han-sama, are you okay?"
The assassin looked at Han with a worried expression and subconsciously took a step back. When he reacted, he was so scared that his whole body stiffened.
Han didn't pay attention to the Anbu's reaction. He was used to it. Jinchuriki were monsters that were hated by people. He already knew that and wouldn't be swayed by such a trivial thing.
The Rock Village was the most strict village when it came to their Jinchuriki. Although Kiba treated them badly, they still treated them as precious weapons. The Sand Crypsis had always been devoted to studying their Jinchuriki. The Fourth Mizukage was also a Jinchuriki.
The Rock Village really hated their Jinchuriki. Only a few people would treat them as companions. The rest of the Tsuchikage were very indifferent to them. The Yonbi's Jinchuriki had a conflict with the Tsuchikage and defected from the village. However, as the Tsuchikage's granddaughter, Kurotsuchi had a good relationship with Han.
"Han-sama." Kurotsuchi squatted next to the fire and saw Han waved to greet him. Her frostbite had eased a lot, and the unbearable itchiness had also been alleviated.
"He escaped. The white-haired one is called Tsuka Aoyama. I'm a half-tailed beast, but he still escaped." Han sat cross-legged next to the fire and looked at the setting sun.
"He escaped?" Hei Tu was shocked. Furthermore, he had escaped from the hands of the half-tailed beast transformed Lord Han. "Green Banner Moonlight, is that his name? I'm looking forward to our next meeting. "
Kurotsuchi quickly calmed down, and her eyes were full of fighting spirit. She lost this time, but next time, she will definitely get her revenge.
A full moon climbed into the sky, sprinkling its radiance like flowing water. Even in this deep night, it was still clear and bright.
A boy was lying on a thick trunk, and his silver hair was shining under the gentle moonlight. A black snake as thick as a bucket quietly coiled around the tree and tightly tied the boy to the tree.
"Black Snake, how is it?" Aoyama opened her eyes and stopped talking to Hyorinmaru. She looked at Mystic Snake who had tied her up and her mouth twitched. "What are you trying to do?"
"There are no pursuers behind us, you can rest assured." The Black Snake flicked its red tongue and hissed, sending chills down everyone's spine.
The black snake and the young man both looked up at the cold moon, looking exceptionally harmonious.
"Hey, Mysterious Snake, you bastard! Let me go!" Aoyama glared at him.
"I was hatched from an egg, I don't deny that." The snake laughed and flicked its long forked tongue in the air.
"Scram, who's talking nonsense with you? If you have the time to mess around here, hurry up and go back to the Ryuchi Cave. Oh right, have you made any progress in learning the Immortal Arts?" Aoyama calmed down after venting her anger.
Mystic Snake let go of Aoyama and coiled his huge body on the tree. The branches creaked under his weight as he lazily swayed up and down. "It's hard to say. Even that old fart Snake Dowager hasn't learned the Immortal Arts. I can't say for sure either."
"Is that so? That's going to be troublesome. " Aoyama frowned. Immortal Arts were something she had been pursuing for a long time. It would be a real headache if she couldn't learn it.
"But don't worry, when I grow up, I'll be qualified to meet the White Snake Immortal. When that time comes, I'll bring you to meet the White Snake Immortal. Who knows, maybe the Immortal will be happy and teach us immortal spells." The Black Snake hissed as he flicked his tongue, appearing to be very respectful of the White Snake Immortal.
"You should've told me earlier! I was so worried. " Glaring at Mystic Snake, Aoyama calmed down a little. "Oh right, how old do you have to be before you can meet the White Snake Sage?"
"Hmm … about ten times bigger than now. It won't take long. Our growth rate is much faster than you humans. It's about time, I'll go back first." The mysterious snake swung its tail, and the branch broke with a 'kacha' sound. Then, it disappeared with white smoke.
"Ten times …" Aoyama leaned on the tree and closed her eyes. She calmed her mind and continued to talk to Hyorinmaru.
Orochi Maru's base.
Kabuto's eyes were bloodshot as he stared excitedly at the test report in his hand. He walked back and forth in the laboratory eight times, but he still couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.
"Haha, I didn't expect it to really succeed. At first, I thought it was just a whimsical idea, but I didn't expect it to really succeed. With this … Kimimaro's illness is hopeful to be cured." Kabuto imitated Orochimaru and licked his lips with a fanatical expression.
On the experiment table, there was a cold corpse with white bones protruding from the arms, torso, and legs. It was even more pale under the light.
"Kabuto, why are you in such a hurry to find me? Did something happen?" Orochi Maru's hoarse voice sounded, waking Kabuto up instantly.
"It's a good thing, Orochi Maru -sama, take a look at this." Kabuto handed the test report in his hand to Orochi Maru with a smile on his face. Kimimaro's Kekkei Genkai disease had troubled them for a long time, and now there was finally a critical breakthrough.
Taking the test report and looking at it carefully, Orochi Maru narrowed his eyes and revealed a feminine smile. His narrowed eyes revealed a snake-like color.
"I see, I see, is this the Kekkei Genkai disease? There are many Kekkei Genkai in the Ninja World, but the Taketori Clan has Kekkei Genkai disease, which is puzzling. Is it too powerful? It seems that the Shikkei Genkai is not so simple! "
Orochi Maru held the test report, and there was a rare hesitation in his heart. The next reincarnation … Which vessel is better to use? Sasuke and Kimimaro, two perfect vessels, I didn't expect them to be distressed by this kind of thing.
"Kabuto, the experiment can be delayed for the time being. Let's cure Kimimaro's Kekkei Genkai disease first." Orochi Maru threw the test report on the table. The reincarnation can be considered slowly. Now the most important thing is to find the ninjutsu he lost. The old man, that bastard, dared to deprive him of his ninjutsu.
"How is the collection of the literature of the Uzumaki Clan?" Orochi Maru immediately asked about something he was very concerned about.
"Because I have been focusing on the experiment recently, I left that matter to Bai-kun. A batch of literature has been sent before, and I have received all of them in the reference room." Kabuto pushed his glasses and replied.
"Bai-kun … Is that the boy of the Snow Clan under Lord Aoyama?" Orochi Maru frowned, but he didn't say anything. He seemed to be a little short of people under his hands. He didn't lack executors, but he lacked subordinates with leadership. Many of them were brainless guys like the Shinobu Quartet.
"Forget it, that's it." Orochi Maru dropped the words and turned away. Sasuke was still waiting for him at the training ground.
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