Chapter Twenty-Five: Qimu Shuomao

The wind is howling and the waves are raging. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mita Longyou's move Ninjutsu Wangui Burial has gone beyond the scope of A-level ninjutsu.

This momentum, this power, was enough to directly destroy a ship in front of him.

Not to mention that the female ninja has fallen into a state of detachment, even if she is in a state of intact, under the locking of Mita Longyou's killing intent, she will not want to take this move.

Among the people present, only Maite Dyneng and Mita Longyou have a fight.

Such a huge killing intent is like a giant sword, slashing into everyone's hearts.

Suddenly, a gray-haired ninja stood up on the shore of the approaching coastal guard.

Looking at the monstrous mountain of sticks, a smile appeared on the ninja's face.

He stretched out his right hand and grasped the hilt of the knife behind his back, and he pulled out a short knife strapped to his body.

The length of this knife is not long, but the white chakra light escaping from the outside, if Mita Longyou sees this scene, he will definitely put away the iron rod and run away.

The escort branch was only 100 meters away from the big ship, and the man standing at the bow disappeared in an instant, and the whole person turned into a streamer and landed on the boat.

Even in the daytime, that streamer is clearly visible.

The sudden figure did not make Mita Longyou confused, and the iron rod in his hand was smashed down by him, he believed that his move, in the entire ninja world, could be taken head-on, but only two palms.

However, the man who landed on the deck was one of them.

Before the white-haired man could stand firmly, the stick mountain was already pressing towards him, and in the face of that monstrous momentum, his face did not show the slightest fear.

He just appeared in the form of a streamer, and instantly appeared behind Mita Longyou, and then disappeared in an instant, returning to the boat, and then, the figure on the boat appeared for less than a second, and disappeared three times......

White rays of light flashed in the air, with Mita Longyou as the center, and the intersection of the dense rays of light was all on his body.

Standing on the water and preparing to watch his boss shine on a windy day, he suddenly remembered a name.

He didn't care about going up to the rescue, so he dived directly into the water, launched a secret technique, and fled into the distance like a torpedo.

With the appearance of that white light, Mita Long's right swing froze in the air, his pupils constricted, and an ominous premonition appeared in his heart.

After three breaths, the white-haired man returned to the deck, the short knife in his hand already retracted from its scabbard.

Lines of blood appeared on Mita Longyou's body, and tiny blood sprayed out from the wounds.

After a few breaths, Mita Longyou's body shattered and fell into the sea one by one.

Before the breath died, Mita Tatsuyo said the name of the white-haired man.

"It turned out to be, Sakumo Qimu!"

Maite Dai, who saw the person who came clearly, said with a look of surprise: "Lord Qimu, why are you here?"

Hearing this question, Sakumo Hachiki looked at the source of the sound with some strange eyes.

"Yo, Maite Dai, why are you here? Didn't Qing Shui go on a mission with you?"

It's also a little strange that Sakumo Hachiki can see Maite Dai in this place.

When Shimizu went out to do the mission, Hachiki Sakumo also heard the three generations of Hokage Ape Flying Sun Slash mention it.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

A rapid cough interrupted the two of them, and they turned their heads, and the female ninja who was slumped on the deck spurted out another mouthful of blood.

"Chiba Shizuya, you take the medicine first, and the medical ninja will come soon. ”

Sakumo Hagi took out a porcelain vase from the ninja pouch around his waist and handed it to the female ninja.

Chiba Jingya, who took the medicine, directly poured out three pills and swallowed them into her stomach.

The belated escort tied the ship to the side of the large ship, and the ninjas on board boarded the ship one after another.

After everything was settled, Sakushige Hagi turned his gaze to Maite Dai again.

"Since you're here, what about Qing Shui?"

"Shimizu?oh, I asked the sailor to bring Shimizu back to the room. ”

Maite Dai immediately found the sailor who had taken care of Shimizu before, and took Shimizu to Shimizu's room with Hachiki Shuomao.

After carefully probing Qing Shui's body, Qimu Shuomao frowned.

Qing Shui forcibly released a B-rank ninjutsu that reached the power of A-grade ninjutsu, and the chakra in his body was completely drained, so he was in a coma.

"Didn't you go on a mission, how could you be at sea?"

Qimu Shuomao asked puzzled.

Faced with Hagi Shuomao's questioning, Maite Dai scratched his head, not knowing how to explain.

And Hagi Shuomao said that he and Shimizu were ambushed by ninjas, so they took the waterway?

Obviously not!

That and Qimu Shuomao said that he and Shimizu had completed the task, and because there was plenty of time, did they go back by water?

It's even more impossible!

Of course, none of this matters, the important thing is that there is no way to explain where the employer has gone!

Seeing Maite Dai's confused expression, how could Sakumo, who was the commander of the dark army, not know that there were some stories in it.

It's not difficult for him to wear it, anyway, after returning to the village, Shimizu will definitely explain this problem to the three generations of Hokage.

It's not his turn to worry about these things.

"Since you can't figure it out, let's go back to the village and talk about it. ”

Hachiki stood up, walked out of the room, and commanded the sailors on the ship.

So, the big ship that was slowly floating on the sea increased its horsepower and headed in the direction of Konoha.

When Qing Shui opened his eyes again, he was greeted by a brown ceiling.

He looked at the ceiling in confusion, and he hadn't yet reacted when he first woke up.

Just then, an enticing scent entered his nostrils.

Well?

How does it have the aroma of ramen?

Qing Shui, whose brain was in a state of collapse, instantly woke up, his eyes widened, and he looked around carefully.

The desk, the bookshelves, the windows, and the big poplar tree outside the window.

All this in my eyes is so familiar.

Isn't this my home?

Qing Shui looked down, and sure enough, the quilt covered by his body was the chrysanthemum quilt at home.

Feeling the hunger in his abdomen, Qing Shui jumped down, kicked his feet into a pair of slippers at will, and walked out lazily.

In the kitchen, hot noodles are already prepared by hand-slicing, and thumb-wide ramen noodles are soaked in red chili oil.

"Yo, you're up, the ramen is ready for you. ”

Coming to the restaurant with the ramen in his hand, Shimizu was already sitting in his seat, already holding chopsticks in his hand.

Pick up a piece of ramen, put it in your mouth, squeak it, inhale it all, and after a few chews, swallow it into your stomach.

Refreshing!

The spicy taste that fills the mouth stimulates Shimizu's taste buds and whets his appetite.

"Daddy, it's still the ramen you made!"

Qing Shui pulled a bowl, flipped it with his right hand, and ate it quickly.

He lit a cigarette in his hand and looked at his son with a happy smile on his face.

"Slow down, there's still in the pot. ”