Due to the lack of manpower, the Mist Ninja were unable to use a carpet or dragnet search method.

The route of their reconnaissance was a radial path along the diameter.

This will pass through the center of the storm many times - Nagakuro also thinks that it is more likely that Mio is in the center of the storm.

In the storm.

The rain was heavy and the wind was howling.

The raindrops hit the ninjas wildly and powerfully.

With the coolness of autumn.

Traveling through such a violent storm, even ninjas with far more abilities than ordinary people will feel their own insignificance in the endless struggle with nature, and they will soon become exhausted.

The Mist Ninja were initially using chakras to shield themselves from the rain, but they quickly gave up on the idea.

In such a harsh weather environment, it is too difficult to maintain the chakra body for a long time!

As a result, the ninjas showered in the rain and quickly got soaked.

When soaked in water, the clothes were as heavy as a pair of armor that clung to the body.

The exposed skin was hit by a hard pebble every time it was hit by the dense rain, and the cold water dripped on the skin, taking away the precious heat from the body.

It's not just the rain.

The turbulent and churning water under his feet makes the most ordinary treading of water for ninjas unusual, even extremely difficult.

Every huge wave that rises is testing the ninjas' most basic chakra manipulation skills!

In this case, the mist ninjas also need to concentrate on sensing whether the three-tailed chakra is hidden in the undulating waves.

You also need to keep your eyes peeled to see if the bumpy water is obscuring Mio's figure.

Soon, the mist ninjas began to gasp for breath.

"Brother," Chojuro glanced at his tired companion beside him, stepped forward, plucked up his courage, and whispered, "Let's find a place and rest for a while." ”

The voice was heavy, interspersed with the sound of rapid breathing.

It had been ten hours since the storm. The long-term and high-intensity mission made the ninjas unable to hold on.

Nagakuro stared hard, scanned the sea area in front of him, and made sure that Mio was not here, before he stopped, and glanced back at his younger brother indifferently.

His eyes were full of sternness and determination.

The eldest brother is like a father. The brothers' father and mother died early, and Nagajuro grew up under the care of his brother, and he was usually most afraid of Jiulang's scolding and glaring.

He has a soft temperament, and when his brother looks at him like this, his heart tightens, and most of the courage he finally mustered up suddenly disappeared.

But thinking of his companions behind him, even though Chojuro was beating a drum in his heart, he still mustered up Yu Yong and said hard, "Brother...... After walking for ten hours straight, everyone was very tired. If you force the task to continue, you will not have enough mental and physical strength, which will easily miss the traces of the three tails, and may even lead to casualties. ”

"It's better to take a break and let everyone regain their energy before carrying out the task, which will be more efficient. ”

Nagakuro's eyes moved away from Juro and turned to the misty ninjas behind him.

His indifferent eyes swept over the demoralized misty ninjas, and when he saw that his body had begun to swing, and the sentient ninjas who were still pushing forward, his eyes finally fluctuated.

Nagakuro kept a straight face and didn't make a sound.

"Big brother?"

The younger brother asked cautiously.

Chang Jiulang raised his eyelids, and after a long time, he said indifferently, "Find a small island or somewhere, stop and rest for five hours!"

The exhausted ninja's eyes lit up, and he and Nagashiro glanced at each other and let out a low cheer.

"Great!"

The Ninja of Perception soon finds a tiny island.

"Look here, there's a reef down there!"

It's not a mistake to say it's a small island, it's just a reef, and the top reef is still a few meters below the surface.

In the turbid and dark environment, there was only a hazy shadow on the coral reef, and if it weren't for the efforts of the sentient ninjas, the fog ninjas would not have been able to detect its existence.

"It's too deep, we can't rest here!" one of the misty ninja shouted.

The rain began to fall heavily.

In the cacophony of rain, waves, and thunder, the smaller sounds would be drowned out, and the ninjas had to raise their voices and turn up the volume.

Fortunately, there are ninjas who know how to escape, and someone stands up at the moment, "I'm coming!"

He mobilized the few chakras in his body, and his hands quickly formed seals, changing the shape of the reef.

The reef hidden underneath soon bulged and surfaced, and the Earth Ninja continued to seal, manipulating the reef to change into solid walls and rooms, and a makeshift but fortified camp soon stood in the midst of the storm.

The fog ninja suddenly lifted their spirits and walked into the camp.

Changing clothes, lighting a fire, cooking, and so on are carried out in an orderly manner.

The emergency dry food soaked in the hot soup, the warm food and the bonfire with the oil brought with it, quickly warmed the cold ninja's whole body from the inside out.

"It's alive!"

The perceptual ninja sat cross-legged by the fire and said exaggeratedly.

It was a petite young girl, with an inexhaustible childishness between her eyebrows, with her small and smooth feet, smiling and sipping hot soup with a food box.

Sitting next to her was an older dark part, about forty or fifty years old, with many vicissitudes between his eyebrows.

He glanced at the girl who didn't sit seriously, and said with a smile, "That's all good for the captain, otherwise how can you rest comfortably here now!"

"What's the matter," the girl pouted, lifting her trousers and rubbing the white flesh of her calves, muttering, "My feet are unconscious." ”

"Huh. The old ninja smiled disappreciatively.

"Yuliga, you can't stand it anymore?" he shook his head, "If we were left to do that, even if it was only five or six years ago, where would the village be able to tolerate a delicate little girl like you as a ninja!"

If it was the Fog Ninja Village during the Blood Mist, the leading captain would not have paid attention to such a request at all.

"It's your own business if you can't keep up with the group!" he said with emotion, "and there is no one to help you, let alone stop and let you rest." ”

"That's how the village was at that time. ”

"Times are different now! If it were in our time, Jiurou would be underestimated if he did this, and others would think he was cowardly!"

The Blood Mist prides itself on being ruthless, and the sense of companionship advocated by Konoha was seen as a symbol of weakness in those days.

After hearing a few words, Chojuro leaned over and asked with interest, "Uncle Hino, what was the village like at that time?"

The other young people in the team also pricked up their ears.

Uncle Hino shifted his butt and gave up a seat for Chojuro to sit between him and Yurika's sister.

"Hehe, since you're interested, I'll talk about it. ”

"At that time, we called ourselves the ...... of the Blood Mist"

After talking for a while, Nagakuro walked in, his hair, body, and clothes were still wet, and he had obviously been busy until now.

He walked straight to Uncle Hino and whispered, "The duty schedule has been arranged, and a few of us will work hard and take turns to be on guard." They are young people with poor physical strength, so let them rest a little longer. I'm on the first shift, and you follow me, understand?"

"Yes!" Uncle Hino replied solemnly.

Changjiuro turned his head to look at the others again, and said in a deep voice, "Don't talk patronizing, there are beds in the room inside, and you can rest early after eating." After that, the task is even more difficult, and you can't cope with it without enough physical strength!

Nagakuro said, glaring at the perceptual ninja sitting at his feet.

"Especially you, Terumi Yuliga!"

“…… Be. The young girl replied with a pout.

The hall fell silent.

About five hours later.

Judging by the time, it was already late at night, or early in the morning.

But for the center of the storm, where dark clouds obscure the sky and the sun is nowhere to be seen, the distinction between day and night is no longer obvious. The misty ninjas came out of the house, not even realizing that it was already night.

Following the previous direction, the Mist Ninjas continued their mission.

After walking for a while, Yuliga suddenly stopped.

"Wait!"

"What's wrong?" Nagakuro raised his fist sharply, motioned for everyone to stop, and asked her in a deep voice, "Did you find the three tails?"

"I felt a strong chakra reaction...... Very scary breath!"

"Are you sure it's the three tails?"

The perception ninja closed his eyes, his brow furrowed tightly, and whispered "Wait...... No, it's not the breath of the three tails!"

"And it's not one chakra, it's two chakra breaths that are very powerful!"

Her little face turned pale, and she exclaimed, "Just in front of us......"

"They give me a feeling that is more terrible than the three tails!"

[First Update.] There is one more more. 】

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