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The three of Bo Feng Shui Men also found something unusual.

"Kushina, Matsuri, Captain Takayama, where have you been?" Bo Feng Shuimen shouted.

After the words came out, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news.

"Illusion?"

Bo Feng Shuimen wondered in his heart.

Due to the small amount of chakra reserves in his body, Bo Feng Shuimen could only rely on his teammates to dispel the illusion after being hit by the illusion.

This time, Bo Feng Shuimen waited for half an hour, and did not wait for the help of his teammates, and similarly, in the dense fog, no one or monster attacked him.

"It's strange, I obviously fell for the illusion, but it seems that the spell caster didn't intend to kill him. ”

Thinking of this, Bo Feng Shuimen frowned.

Since the other party has not made a move for a long time, it proves that the other party is very jealous of himself or has no intention of killing him at all.

Himself, in addition to being able to fly the Thunder God Technique, what else is there to be afraid of?

After walking aimlessly in the dense fog for ten minutes, Bo Feng Shuimen still did not get the help of his imaginary teammates.

"Could it be that they are also in the illusion of their bodies, and it is difficult to protect themselves?" Bo Feng Shuimen instantly dilated his pupils, "If that's the case, it will be bad." ”

Glancing at the dense fog with visibility of less than five meters around him, Bo Feng Shuimen made up his mind:

"It seems that I can only save myself. ”

As the words fell, Bo Feng Shuimen pulled out six or seven special kunai from the scroll and threw one forward casually.

"Flying Thunder God's Technique!"

After activating the Flying Thunder God, the figure of Bo Feng Shui Gate suddenly disappeared, and in the next second, Bo Feng Shui Gate appeared next to a bamboo tree more than ten meters away.

"I don't know if this will work, but it's the only way to do it right now. Bo Feng Shuimen thought to himself.

However, another hour passed.

The Bo Feng Shui Gate was still moving rapidly in the thick fog.

Looking at the dense fog in front of him, Bo Fengshuimen's eyes were full of shock and disbelief:

"How could it be. It stands to reason that in an hour's time, even if you don't activate the Flying Thunder God Technique, you should be able to get out of the bamboo forest, why hasn't the dense fog in front of me changed at all?"

After thinking for a long time, Bo Fengshuimen suddenly opened his eyes: "Could it be that I've been spinning in circles?"

After thinking of this possibility, Bo Fengshuimen's forehead couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

If you are really going in circles, go as before, and don't even think about getting out of illusion in this life.

However, just as Bo Feng Shuimen was thinking about how to crack the illusion, Bo Feng Shuimen's head gradually became dizzy, and his vision gradually blurred.

"This fog is poisonous...... Bo Feng Shuimen said through gritted teeth, "No, we have to find a way out quickly." ”

With that, Bo Feng Shuimen pulled out a kunai and carved a mark on a bamboo beside him.

As the Bo Feng Shui Gate went farther and farther, more and more bamboos were carved into the mark.

Half an hour later, just as Bo Feng Shui Men wanted to carve a mark on the bamboo beside him, Bo Feng Shui Men found a trace of what he had done before.

"It's really going around in circles. "The last thing Bo Feng Shuimen wants to see is that things have happened after all.

What to do?

What to do?

What to do?

Bo Feng Shuimen asked himself over and over again.

However, Bo Feng Shuimen's heart did not answer his own questions.

Five minutes passed, Bo Feng Shuimen's chest became more and more stuffy, and Bo Feng Shuimen's heart gradually became desperate.

If it is in normal times, even if he faces an enemy who is several times stronger than himself, Bo Feng Shuimen is not afraid. Because, when it can't be defeated, Bo Feng Shuimen can completely launch the Flying Thunder God Technique and escape.

And today, Bo Feng Shuimen is in an unprecedented crisis.

Can't escape!

There is nowhere to start!

Just when Bo Feng Shuimen was desperate in his heart, Bo Feng Shuimen's head became more and more dizzy.

Thump.

Bo Feng Shuimen couldn't control his balance and fell to the ground.

"Who is the person who performed the spell?" Bo Feng Shuimen reluctantly stood up, forcing himself to calm down.

Unable to get out of the illusion, Bo Feng Shuimen wants to formulate corresponding tactics by studying the skills of the spellcaster.

"Wants to kill us with poison...... It seems that the person who casts the spell should be the strange old man. Bo Feng Shuimen nodded.

than using poison, even Tsunade has to admit that he is not as good as blaming the old man.

And Bo Feng Shuimen is just an ordinary middle ninja, who doesn't know anything about toxins and medical ninjutsu. To deal with the strange old man, Bo Feng Shuimen has no way to start!

"But, why? We don't have any entanglement with him, why do you want to kill us......" Bo Feng Shuimen's consciousness gradually blurred, and his body fell to the ground again because he couldn't bear it.

"Is it just dead?" Bo Feng Shuimen clenched his fists unwillingly.

For the Hokage's position, death has never been so realistic, almost within reach.

"Mizumon, stop doing your homework, come and play!" Inuzuka E hugged the football and smiled at Bo Feng Shuimen.

"Watergate, you fool, why would you do such a dangerous thing?!" Uzumaki Kushina said with a worried expression.

"Watergate, thank you, thank you for accompanying me here. On weekdays, the Uchiha Matsuri, who is not good at talking, looks at the wave of wind and water with gratitude.

……

"Jiu Xinnai, sacrifice ......" Bo Feng Shui Men stretched out his arms and wanted to grab each other, however, the figures of the three people gradually turned into a cloud of white mist and disappeared in front of Bo Feng Shui Men.

And Bo Feng Shuimen, seeing the three figures turning into nothingness, smiled lightly and slowly closed his eyes.

In the bamboo forest, it was still drizzling, however, Bo Feng Shuimen was lying on the ground, his eyes closed, and he seemed to be unable to wake up again.

At the same time.

The other side.

The Uchiha sat cross-legged beside a few bamboos, closing his eyes and pondering.

"What is this?" Uchiha Matsuri's chest suddenly became dull.

Burst.

The Uchiha Matsuri spewed out a mouthful of black blood.

What just happened?

The Uchiha Matsuri had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Sitting here, you can only wait for death. Since you can't use the Writing Wheel Eye to break the illusion, you can only go around and look for the flaws in this illusion. The Uchiha Matsuri struggled to his feet and patted the dirt off his body.

Just over an hour ago, the Uchiha Matsuri calmed down his heart and sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting for the other party to take the initiative to attack.

For more than an hour, the other party did not show up. On the contrary, the Uchiha Matsuri gradually figured out some truths.

The caster does not come forward to attack him, but he is afraid that he has other plans, or he does not want to kill him.

Since the other party has left time for himself, why don't he take the initiative to find a flaw and wait for an opportunity to lift this illusion?