In terms of power and status, the Fourth Mizukage was the highest, but in fact, there was another person whose power and status were not lower than him.
This person was the Elder of the Mist Village, Motoshi.
He was the elder who went to the mausoleum with Yagura four days later to pay respects to the deceased.
Empress Shōmei thought that only Elder Motoshi had the ability to make the Fourth Mizukage not resist.
Empress Shōmei immediately rushed to Motoshi's office with Qing Huo and told him about the Fourth Mizukage being controlled by Genjutsu.
Yuan Shi was over eighty years old this year. His body was stooped, his face was full of wrinkles, and his teeth were missing. His head was shiny, and he held a snake-shaped wooden staff that was taller than him. He trembled as if he could blackmail anyone at any time.
"Empress Shōmei, is what you said true?"
After listening to Empress Shōmei's statement, Motoshi opened his eyes and said: "You can't joke about this."
"Motoshi, I saw it with my own eyes!"
Qing Huo stepped forward and said: "There is a Chakra circulating in the Mizukage's brain, I believe that this must be the Genjutsu cast by Uchiha Waterstop!"
"Uchiha Waterstop …"
Motoshi whispered: "This is not good, the Fourth Mizukage is the Column Force, if he fell into the Genjutsu, then the tailed beast in his body must be affected by the Genjutsu. If you want to control him and remove the Genjutsu in his mind, it will be too difficult. "
"Motoshi, of course, we can't do it, but if you do it, I believe that you can definitely do it!" Empress Shōmei said.
Motoshi laughed.
I have been an Elder for so long, I have heard all kinds of praises, childish!
"You are putting me in a difficult position."
Yuan Shi took two steps and said, "Yondaime-sama and the Sanbi, their strength is definitely one of the best in the village, coupled with the Mizukage's Anbu, hehehe, even I can't control him silently. Moreover, your suspicions are just your side of the story, I won't support you until there is conclusive evidence."
"Motoshi!"
Empress Shōmei was anxious: "Qing and I have no reason to lie to you! If you really don't believe … "
Terumi Mei turned to look at Ao and said, "You can ask Ao to transplant his Byakugan to you. When you see it for yourself, you will understand everything!"
"Oh?" Motoshi looked at Qing's eyes.
Aoi subconsciously took a step back, his left hand tightly covered his right eye mask, and his breathing was rapid: Damn Terumi Mei, you really don't treat yourself as an outsider. Byakugan is my trophy, how can you ask me to hand it over?
Even if the other party is Motoshi!
Although Qing admired the highly respected Motoshi, he also knew that once he handed over the Byakugan, it would be impossible to transplant it back!
So, even if the negotiation failed, he would not hand over the Byakugan!
Empress Shōmei saw Qing's appearance, she was angry and anxious, she wanted to criticize him, but she was in no position to do so, she could only look at Motoshi unwillingly.
Motoshi closed his eyes and slowly shook his head.
Empress Shōmei sighed and said: "Goodbye."
After leaving, Empress Shōmei walked quickly with a straight face, her big breasts bouncing up and down, it was shocking!
Qing followed closely behind, his heart kept reminding himself that he did not do anything wrong, but his mouth was very honest: "Empress Shōmei, I am sorry."
"You don't have to apologize to me, the Byakugan is your trophy, if you don't want to hand it over, no one can force you."
"It's good that you can understand." Qing felt much better.
Empress Shōmei's footsteps paused, and then left at an even faster speed.
"Women …" Qing's heart was much more uncomfortable.
At the same time, Cold Wind just walked over from the other side of the street.
The sun was good today, even the mist floating in the Mist village seemed to have disappeared, and the vision was much clearer.
Cold Wind looked left and right, and suddenly, he saw two lumps of bouncing meat coming from the front. It was a vast expanse of white!
Cold Wind was in awe, he secretly gritted his teeth and said: I didn't expect to encounter such a big omen when I went out.
"What are you looking at!"
Empress Shōmei was in a bad mood today, seeing someone staring at her, she suddenly became angry, and a pair of charming apricot eyes fiercely rushed over.
Cold Wind was relieved from the big omen, then he looked up and down, and his heart jumped: She is … Empress Shōmei?!
After Terumi Mei glared at him, she turned her head and continued on her way. Soon, she passed by the cold wind.
Cold Wind turned his head and looked at her curvy back, and once again stood up straight.
"Don't look, you can't get her." Qing saw Cold Wind's appearance and slowly said.
Empress Shōmei is beautiful, but her temper is soft, and ordinary men can't resist it.
Cold Wind smiled twice, looked at Qing's eye mask, and then bowed his head and silently walked away.
Qing shook his head. After taking two steps, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He stopped in his tracks and immediately activated Byakugan. As his veins bulged, the dark vision of his right eye instantly turned gray, and a 360-degree panoramic skylight appeared.
He looked back …
Where is he?!
Qing's expression became tense, the man who just passed by him … disappeared?!
Furthermore, he had disappeared without a trace!
Qing slowly turned around, and in his gray vision, there were no forks on both sides of the street, and it extended for more than 100 meters. How did that person disappear?
Could it be …
That person is Uchiha Waterstop?!
Qing's heart jumped, and he hurriedly turned around and ran to Empress Shōmei, and told her his discovery.
Empress Shōmei frowned and said angrily, "Qing, I'm not in the mood to joke with you right now!"
After saying that, she turned around and left, leaving behind a pleasant smell of perfume.
Qing was very hurt, he was obviously very serious, okay?
At this time, Cold Wind had already used the Flying Thunder God to return to his hotel, and now he was lying on the thick quilt of the tatami.
He didn't know why, but in his previous life, when he saw Empress Shōmei's pictures, he didn't feel anything, but now that he saw Empress Shōmei with his own eyes, he felt that at his age, he shouldn't have been able to bear her breasts!
Sullen!
Cold Wind sighed silently.
…
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was the fifth day, which was also the day when Yondaime Mizukage and Motoshi went to the cemetery.
Cold Wind washed up early. After eating and drinking to his heart's content, he leisurely rushed to the cemetery.
In the past few days, Cold Wind didn't care about the location of the cemetery, and he had already inquired about it, so when he went out, he leisurely walked around and came to a small hill near the cemetery.
The mausoleum of the Mist village was built in the mountains outside the village. It was a huge rock with the names of the deceased engraved on it. It was densely packed and innumerable.
Cold Wind was lying on the low hill, and he always felt that the grass below was itchy, so he stretched out his hand and scratched it. There was a smell, and it may be related to the fact that he didn't take a bath last night.
At this time, a group of people passed through the mist and slowly approached.
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