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Chapter 183

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"Rou Rou … You …"

In fact, the two of them were very clear about the secrets between them, but neither of them really revealed the secrets. Because there were some things that they should be honest with each other, but they were still unwilling to say it out loud.

In fact, the brother and sister were both entangled, both were nervous, and both were escaping.

But now, because of a scroll, Nangong Rou forcibly revealed the secrets that both of them were hiding.

Just how important was this scroll?

"If possible, I also want to live like this with my brother forever. But now that this scroll is in front of me, I can't go against my conscience and continue to hide it from my brother. " Nangong Rou said, but her eyes couldn't help but be covered with a layer of mist. Obviously, Nangong Rou's heart was also burning with anxiety.

"Brother, do you still remember your childhood?"

Nangong Zhe knew that there was no way for him to escape as usual. Since Nangong Rou put these things out in the open, Nangong Zhe naturally could only directly say it.

"When I was young, I lived in a small mountain village. Everything was very peaceful. But in my memory, there is a missing … "

"Without me, your sister, and the grandfather that I mentioned, right?"

Nangong Zhe spoke halfway, Nangong Rou finished Nangong Zhe's words.

Nangong Zhe shook his head, as if his heart was uncomfortable, but he still nodded.

"That's right, there is no memory of you and that grandfather in my memory. Even my name is not 'Nangong Zhe' now. "

Nangong Zhe paused, and continued.

"But one day, a group of ninjas suddenly came out of nowhere. They broke into the small mountain village that I lived in since childhood, and began to kill without restraint. They could spit fire from their mouths, and they could make the earth collapse. At that time, I was young, and I didn't know who they were, but now I am very familiar with them. They are the most powerful people in this world … "

"Ninjas!"

"My memory is very vague, but I still remember that I was stuffed into a relatively secret cellar by my mother. I don't know how long it took, but the cellar collapsed. I was buried inside, and the will to survive made me dig a cave to the surface. "

"But my body was also seriously injured because of the collapse of the cellar and various other reasons. I kept walking away from the village with my will, and then I fainted because of my injuries. But I faintly saw two people … "

Nangong Zhe said, and looked at Nangong Rou.

"You met me and my grandfather. At that time, your injuries were very serious. In order to save you and allow me to survive in this Shinobi World, Grandpa used his own life to seal your memory. He transferred his internal energy to your body, and left you this Heaven's Retribution Sword … "

Nangong Rou glanced at the Heaven's Retribution Sword, and said along with Nangong Zhe's words.

"Onii-san, have you tried to find out who destroyed your village, and destroyed your peaceful life?"

Nangong Zhe shook his head.

"My memory is very vague, and those ninjas who attacked my village didn't have any marks on their bodies that could identify their identity. Even if it was Ninjutsu, it was some of the most widely spread Ninjutsu in the world of ninja. Although I also want to investigate where these people are, there is no clue at all. "

Nangong Rou looked at her brother, and it seemed that there was some struggle in her eyes.

"With Onii-san's intelligence, you should have already guessed that these ninjas came to the small village that Onii-san lived in in order to hunt me and my grandfather, right?"

Nangong Zhe nodded. Indeed, Nangong Zhe's village was very ordinary, there was nothing that could make the ninjas who stood at the top of the ninja world to come here and kill people.

"They are here to snatch this Heaven's Retribution Sword!"

Nangong Rou looked at the Heaven's Retribution Sword, and her voice became a little hoarse, obviously, she was suppressing her excitement.

"Heaven's Retribution Sword? Although the Heaven's Retribution Sword is indeed a divine weapon, it doesn't have any significant effect on ninjas. It's not a weapon that can enhance Chakra, so it's impossible for ninjas to fight for it so fiercely. Unless … "

"Yes, the ones who really want to fight for this Heaven's Retribution Sword are actually a group of people who cultivate internal energy. And … I think Onii-san should already know the various secrets of the Heaven's Retribution Sword, right? "

Nangong Rou looked at her brother, although it was a question, she was very certain.

"The creator of the Blood Cloth Pavilion, the legend of internal energy cultivators, the sword of the Banishment."

"Yes, it's the Blood Cloth Pavilion." Nangong Rou nodded, "As a large organization, it has always been jointly led by several Altar Masters. How many people are willing to share the power in their hands with others? Every generation of Five Elemental Sanctum's Sanctum Master wanted to become the true leader of the Blood Garment Pavilion. They want to make the Blood Cloth Pavilion their own say. "

"But no one has succeeded in becoming the head of the Blood Cloth Pavilion!"

"Yes, there has always been no one! So many people cast their eyes on the Heaven's Retribution Sword, which is said to be the symbol of succession! "

Nangong Rou said the truth clearly.

What are ninjas? They are powerful mercenaries! As long as you have money, they don't mind killing people for you and robbing things for you.

Killing people? Slaughtering villages? That wasn't a difficult thing to do!

"Those ninjas were all hired by the Blood Cloth Pavilion?"

Nangong Zhe's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He thought that the Blood Cloth Pavilion was the legacy left to him by the ancestors of the Banishment, but he did not expect that the Blood Cloth Pavilion was also a Yama's Invitation to his peaceful life since childhood!

"In this scroll, there is a record of my transfer and the operation of hiring ninjas."

"Who was the leader?"

Nangong Zhe asked anxiously.

"Chi Yan!"

"Chi Yan Altar Master, Chi Yan?"

Nangong Zhe's mind suddenly flashed with the image of an extremely rough and reckless man.

However, Nangong Zhe thought of another thing.

"Why did Bi Shui give this record to me? As a large organization, there must be more than one scroll of records of their operations. Yet, Bi Shui had handed this record to me so accurately?

Bi Shui is the Altar Master in charge of intelligence, assassination, and infiltration of the Blood Cloth Pavilion. Only the Altar Master of Bi Shui and the Blood Cloth Pavilion's head can see these records.

Why did Bi Shui show this record to me? "

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