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When passing by the trap box that can shoot a thousand copies, Kirito was also curious to pick it up and take a look, and saw the blue and poisonous thousand copies painted inside, and Kirito also shuddered.

"Good don't learn, the bad thing of optical sand ninja ......"

But he still held on to it, such a sharp weapon should let Iwa Shinobu taste it.

Still unconscious, Kirito opened his mouth and stuffed the pill inside, and as soon as he lifted Rope's jaw, the pill went down his throat.

It didn't take long for Rope Tree to come to his senses, and he miraculously found that his injuries had weakened.

"Kirito-senpai, what kind of medicine did you give me, and do you have any?"

As the eldest young master of the Thousand Hands family, how could Rope Tree not understand the benefits of this medicine, and he wanted Kiritto to reveal something with a shy face.

"Military secrets, how's your leg......"

Kirito squinted at the dead fish eyes and said, what a white-eyed wolf, don't thank you for saving your life, you want benefits as soon as you wake up, thinking of this, Kirito pressed the left leg of the rope tree hard.

"Whoa!"

Rope tree hugged his left leg and howled miserably, snot and tears were about to fall.

"Sorry, it looks like it's going to take a while......"

Kirito's most insincere apology caused Rope Tree to glare angrily, and he climbed a few meters away with his hands and feet to avoid Kirito's claws.

"I'll give you a suggestion, it's better not to move, be quiet and wait for the effect of the drug to kick in, don't blame me for becoming lame......"

Kirito was not ashamed, but gave advice with a wicked smile.

"It doesn't matter if you become lame, disabled people can also contribute to Konoha, and it's not very inspirational to become a Hokage one day, I've got you up with a name, well, it should be the fifth generation when you succeed you, so it's called Devil's Foot Five......"

"You are the five ghost feet, and you are all ghost feet five ...... your household register"

The rope tree is not to be outdone, and the Kirito spray, there is a great way to hurt each other.

"Huh? What did you say? I didn't hear ......."

The fist crunched, and Kirito slowly approached the rope tree with a malicious smile.

"Don't come here, tell you, I'll ...... when I come."

"Shut up!"

Rope tree looked at Kirito who was suddenly serious in surprise, and although he didn't understand, he immediately closed his mouth.

"One, two, three......"

Kirito closed his eyes and meditated, and there were constantly points of light swimming in the pale blue sea.

"Twelve! There were twelve ......"

After a few seconds, Kirito opened his eyes, and his face became very ugly. It's impossible to leave, if the rope tree moves at this time, he will really have to live with crutches for the rest of his life, but if he doesn't go, the two of them will be in danger of their lives......

"Let's run away, my leg is fine, it's a big deal to let my sister treat it, she inherited her grandfather's medical ninjutsu, but it's ...... in Konoha"

After Rope Tree understands it, he makes a suggestion to dispel Kirito's doubts, but his head is getting lower and lower, and his voice is getting quieter and quieter.

No one is willing to be a wasted person, especially in this world where strength is respected, power represents everything......

"I had to gamble......"

Under the puzzled gaze of Rope Tree, Kirito walked out of a cloud of white mist, and next to him stood a very miserable-looking Iwa Shinobi.

"Kirito...... Predecessor? ”

"I had to deal with it like this......"

That Iwa Shinobi adjusted the kunai that was inserted in his forehead and found a relatively clean place to lie down.

"New wine in old bottles, it's all routine......"

"Don't talk nonsense there, hurry up and ......"

Lying on the ground, Iwa Shinobi's eyes widened with anger, combined with the blood on his forehead and the peculiar horns, he looked very hideous.

The rope tree also had to admit that this routine was very useful, and obediently lay there as a dead dog.

In just a few minutes, a group of twelve Iwa Shinobi came here.

As soon as they arrived, they witnessed a good show, Kirito was slowly drawing a long sword from the body of a rock shinobi, and after giving them a cold look, he jumped up to the castle, and disappeared after a few flashes.

This change caused the twelve to split into two teams, and the eight Iwa ninjas immediately rushed to the roof and chased after the figure.

Four rock ninjas were left in place,

Kirito looked at the leader Iwa Shinobi and smiled bitterly in his heart, should it be said that it is not a rivalry that does not get together?

"Iwasaki, looks like we have to hurry......"

Scarface looked at the corpses lying in the alley, his brows twisted into a Sichuan character.

"Wait a minute......"

Iwasaki waved his hand, and the two Iwaki shinobi behind him slowly walked towards several corpses.

One of them walked up to Kirito, who didn't know why, and the Iwa Shinobi reached out with a thousand copies in his hand.

Kirito turned his back to him and didn't notice his movements, and Chibon pierced his neck, stopping his breathing before he could snort, blood slowly flowing down his neck.

Then there was the rope tree that sat against the wall, and there were other corpses, none of which were missing.

"You're so cautious......"

Scarface looked at the busy Iwa ninja, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a hint of playfulness.

"In order to catch those two little foxes, this patience is essential......"

Iwasaki said lightly, meaning something in his words.

"Well, now that we're almost done with their authenticity, when can we catch ......?"

Scarface didn't care about the little thorn in his words, he just wanted to catch the two of them now.

"Soon, I assure you, the other imp has been injured in the leg, and he is no longer able to move alone, and now only this imp has appeared, which means that he must be not far away......"

Iwasaki said confidently, and pointed in the direction of Kirito's departure.

If Kirito had heard this a minute ago, he would have passed out with a smile on his stomach, well, it's really not far away......

"As you and I wish......"

Scarface nodded, choosing to believe Iwasaki's words, but there was always an uneasiness in his heart......

A few minutes later, the four of them left the street, and when they just turned the corner, they didn't notice that the body that should have died opened a little.

As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun fades over the streets.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Kirito coughed violently twice, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

The rope tree sitting next to him was also panting, moving his stiff hands and feet.

The Transfiguration has been lifted by them, and now they are using it in their original form.

But they weren't worried at all, because the man in front of them ......

"Who the hell are you?! What is the purpose?! ”

In front of him was the Iwa Shinobi who had put Kirito down with a thousand books, and he was looking at Kirito with a hippie smile.

"You don't recognize me after only a few days? It really makes me sad, Mr. Kirito......"

In Kirito's astonished gaze, the human skin mask on his face was gently removed, revealing a face full of stubble, a face that was all too familiar to Kirito.

"It's you?!"

The impostor Iwa Shinobi, the intelligence dealer of Evergreen City, and the bearded man bowed deeply, making an impeccable court etiquette, like inviting a distinguished guest into a beautiful palace.

"That's right, His Royal Highness Rope Tree and Mr. Kirito, I wonder if I have the honor to invite the two of you to the Humble House?"