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"Ahem······ Ahem, huhuhu!" Orochimaru sat on the hospital bed, wheezing violently, the wheezing sound was like a broken bellows that had been used for more than ten years, and he was already overwhelmed, and it took a lot of effort to breathe every time, and the sweat soaked his clothes and sheets like a waterfall.

This body has reached its limit, like a clay pot glued together, no matter how it is, it will never return to a seamless state, and under the impact of the flowing water in the jar, it will continue to collapse and fall into the abyss of destruction.

Through his own bizarre and inexplicable transformations again and again, Orochimaru's soul is no longer an ordinary soul, especially a mutated species with a high degree of poison, and the erosion of the physical body is indeed extremely terrifying, and three years is the longest time.

He is now relying on the medicine to mend his tattered body in front of him, preventing it from crumbling and destroying before he can be reincarnated, but the adhesive of the medicine is gradually failing.

Standing beside the hospital bed, Dou looked at the pale Orochimaru and pushed his glasses, "Orochimaru-sama, your body is already ······ The limit is over, and now I can barely maintain my ······ only with level 10 medicine."

Always paying attention to the changes in Orochimaru's face, Dou closed his mouth in time, not daring to say anything more.

It took a long time for the frost on Orochimaru's face to dissipate, and the pain in his body made his temper much worse, and he didn't dare to touch his head even if he was in his pocket.

Looking at the big snake pill with a slightly pale face, Dou Cai said carefully: "Lord Orochimaru, please hold on a little longer, I'll go get the replacement medicine." ”

He stepped back gently, and closed the door, and walked away quickly, and outside, he could also hear Orochimaru's violent cough, the kind of sound that seemed to cough out even his heart and lungs.

Orochimaru wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and after a violent cough, he finally had a short period of settling down, allowing him to temporarily get rid of the painful torment, which was a great happiness for him.

Mad scientists like Orochimaru like to do things on themselves and do some messy remodeling surgeries or something, but it doesn't mean that they are masochists, no one likes pain, at least Orochimaru doesn't like this feeling.

"Ahem······" Habitually coughing twice, Orochimaru lowered his head and quietly enjoyed this relaxing time.

"Whew!"

The sound of electricity beating, followed by a snap, and a dazzling thunderbolt flew out of the wooden door, quickly stabbing at Orochimaru's heart.

Fortunately, even if the body was on the verge of collapse, the three ninjas were still three ninjas, and Orochimaru's hands were crossed and overlapped, blocking the front of the heart, exchanging his two arms for the safety of his life.

The thunder that burst did not dissipate, piercing Orochimaru's forearm, and then maintained his form like this, pinning his two arms.

"The nature of this chakra······ But I've never seen anything like this. Orochimaru thought quickly in his heart, Lei Dun Chakra gave him that name in his mind, but the change in form that he had never seen before made him have a trace of luck.

"Who is it?"

Orochimaru didn't say anything, but let out a silent cry in his heart, drops of sweat slid down his cheeks, and his golden snake eyes stared at the wooden door.

"Click!"

A series of sharp blades flashed, and the wooden door was sliced into pieces, revealing a figure standing behind the door.

A young man with black hair and black eyes stood in the doorway, wearing a pure white kimono, dark blue pants, his chest was open, and a little black mantra print was showing on his left neck and wrist, and his right hand was holding a sword diagonally on his shoulder, while his left hand was nailing Orochimaru's hands with a shining thunder spear.

"Who the hell are you······ And so it did. Orochimaru endured the pain coming from his arm, and the golden snake eyes looked at Sasuke coldly.

"You have nothing left to give me. Sasuke's eyes were equally cold, and in the blink of an eye, his dark eyes had turned into blood-red eyes, and the black magatama slowly turned, and the pattern of the curse mark slowly covered his cheeks.

"Looks like it's in front of you······ I can also be ruthless. ”

The atmosphere in the room dropped to freezing, and Orochimaru's face shook, and he stared at Sasuke.

Half of his face was covered in mantra prints, Sasuke took a step towards Orochimaru, and pushed the thunder spear controlled by his left hand, completely penetrating Orochimaru's hands, advancing little by little, nailing into the wall, bringing Orochimaru severe pain.

"Orochimaru, you're much weaker than me. Sasuke looked down at Orochimaru proudly, "So, I don't have to hand over my body to you." ”

"Less arrogant, Uchiha imp. Orochimaru gritted his teeth and glared at Sasuke with a grim gaze.

"Hmph, it's because you're a little ghost that you can get your hands on me, aren't you?" Sasuke looked at Orochimaru sneeringly, very disdainful, "You can't get Itachi, so you chose me as your object!"

"Isn't it, a genius known as the Three Shinobi?" Sasuke's mouth curled down, full of sarcastic power, "Any genius in the eyes of the world is a mortal in front of the name of the Uchiha. ”

"The body has to be maintained by medicines, and it has to be constantly replaced, this approach close to the power of the Uchiha······ In my opinion, with the name of the Uchiha, it is really slippery······"

"Then how are you compared to Aohata Yuehua?" Orochimaru rudely interrupted Sasuke's words, so that the word "ji" could not be spoken, and he was forced to hold back.

Aohata Tsukika, this name leaves Sasuke speechless, he is a very proud person, he will not say a word against his will, he will not judge until he really defeats Tsukika, because previous competitions have ended in his defeat.

"Ahem······ Ho-ho-ho, Sasuke, the power of the Uchiha does fascinate me, but that little imp of Aohata Tsukika, even I don't want to provoke it now, do you understand?" Orochimaru turned on the ironic mode, and his words were not inferior.

Sure enough, Sasuke's face instantly became gloomy, Orochimaru mocked him so much, but he was powerless to refute, and once again deeply understood the true meaning of the saying that people are more popular than people, the former Itachi, and now Yuehua······

"Disgusting guy, shut up. Sasuke rushed onto the hospital bed, stepped on the end of the bed, pushed the thunder gun in his hand fiercely, pulled Orochimaru's hands and nailed them to the wall, and the Kusanagi sword in his right hand stabbed Orochimaru's head at a rapid pace.

"Vomit ······"

At the last moment, Orochimaru opened his mouth, and a white shadow slammed out, and then the Kusanagi sword pierced Orochimaru's head.