Chapter Seventy-One: Saving the Rope Tree of the Great Private (7)

"Toast and don't eat and drink!"

Looking at the Iwa ninja who blocked the way to send people's heads, Kirito let out a deep voice, and the speed under his feet became faster and faster. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

The hands quickly sealed, and after a cloud of white mist drifted, Kirito had an extra pitch-black one-handed sword in his hand.

The interpreter pointed directly at the ninja standing in the middle, and Kirito leaped to his feet when he was still seven or eight meters away from them, turning into a ray of light and rushing forward.

The light passed straight through the three rock shinobi until the end of the street, and the three rock shinobi slowly fell to the ground after the light dissipated.

"Let's go!"

Rope tree immediately came back to his senses, and ran towards Kirito with his legs, and when he stepped over the three Iwa Shinobi, he clearly saw a blood mark on their throats, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The other three Iwa Shinobi stood still and hesitated for a moment, then followed suit, but their pace had slowed down considerably.

This change was first detected by the perceptual ninjas, and the reason why Iwakuin was able to rank among the five major ninja villages was that the quality of the ninjas among them was also indispensable, and the suitable ninjas were dispatched to deal with it in just half a minute, but the task of patrolling and searching was still operating normally.

But when Iwasaki led a large number of Iwa Shinobi to the scene of the incident, there was only a mess left at the scene, and there was an old acquaintance.

"Earthwork! What are you doing again......

When such a thing happened under his nose, Iwasaki became anxious in his heart, and simply tore off the mask on his face.

"The use of Lei Dun Ninjutsu is very exquisite, and he can swing three swords at the same time, and all of them hit the vital point, so that the opponent can't react in time, and one blow is fatal......"

Scarface ignored the arriving Iwasaki and crouched beside the corpse to take a closer look.

"Interesting, is this another white fang?"

"White Fang?!"

Iwasaki was stunned for a while, how to pull the murderer of White Fang.

"That's right, such a genius is the most pleasant for us......"

Scarface turned his head with a smile on his face.

"What the hell do you bastard know? Do you still want to hide it? ”

Iwasaki walked over and grabbed Scarface's collar, his slender eyes wide.

"I've just learned about it, and although I feel sick every time I look at you, it's better to mention something as a colleague......"

The corners of Scarface's mouth grinned into what seemed to Iwasaki to be a wicked smile, and he said slowly.

"It's a little imp in Konoha, Lei Dun plays well, and the level of swordsmanship ...... I think your subordinates should have learned it, but it's gone. ”

But this was clearly not the answer Iwasaki wanted, and he pressed on.

"Why are the people of Konoha here, then why do you happen to be here, and what is your purpose......

Scarface frowned slightly, and broke the fingers off his collar one by one.

"No comment!"

After Scarface said four words coldly, his body slowly sank to the ground.

"Humph!"

Looking at the land that had been restored to leveling, Iwasaki snorted coldly and gave an order to Iwashinobu behind him.

"Inform the other captains of the latest news, send more men to the city gate to defend it tightly, and everyone else will concentrate on searching the southern area of the city gate."

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"Damn, how did people suddenly become so many...... Get out of the way, bastard! ”

The interpreter swept the kunai off with Kirito's swing and sent it into the mouth of the Iwa Shinobi.

Looking at the Iwa Shinobi who poured into the alley one after another, Kirito felt a wave of weakness, and there were already more than a dozen corpses lying under his feet.

Shaking off the remaining blood beads on the blade, Kirito turned around and asked with concern.

"Rope tree, are you alright?"

The unlucky kid happened to collide with a team of Iwa Shinobi around the corner and was stabbed in the entanglement.

Rope tree did not answer, gritted his teeth and attached his left hand to the wound on his right arm, under a burst of green light, the wound continued to shrink at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and the skin recovered as before, if it were not for the hole in the sleeve, it would not be obvious that he had been injured.

"Yes, boy!"

Rope tree showed this hand, but Kirito was impressed with him, and his attitude softened a little.

I didn't expect to be so lucky, to have a medical ninja by my side to take care of it, and it's not an exaggeration to say that I have an extra life.

There are only 100 medical ninjas even in Konoha, which is full of talents, and Kirito's first encounter with medical ninjutsu was only when he was seriously injured. The reason why medical ninjas are so scarce is not to mention their natural talents, in order to master medical ninjutsu, they must have very precise chakra control ability, and they must also learn a lot of professional knowledge, as well as the mental perseverance to put it into practice.

Cultivating a medical ninja requires a certain background, a large number of professional books, medicinal materials, and experimental subjects, which are enough to drag down the economy of a small country, so only the ninja villages of the five major countries and some second-rate countries with strong economic capacity can supply it.

Hearing Kirito's praise, Rope Tree touched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"Why do you use fire so often?"

Kirito took advantage of this rare time to finally say the question that had been holding in his heart for dozens of minutes.

"This... Kirito-senpai, don't laugh at me when you say it......"

Obviously feeling that Kirito was in a good mood, Rope Tree couldn't help but be happy, but the question made him blush a little.

"Say it, I promise not to laugh......"

Kirito couldn't help but be curious and urged.

"The shadows of other villages all use ninjutsu that match their own names, such as Thunder Shadow uses Thunder Escape, and Mizukage uses Water Escape, but the Hokage Lords of the past generations have not used Fire Escape, I ...... I want to be the first Hokage in history to escape with fire......"

Rope tree said with his fingers as if he were counting the treasures, but as soon as he finished speaking, Kirito laughed.

"Poof, is that the reason?"

"Hey, it's not funny, I guess it's so ridiculous to be the Hokage? Although I ......"

Rope Tree's already red face was developed into a crimson by Kirito's smile, and he only told his sister about becoming a Hokage, and it was only the first time in front of others.

"No, no, I just don't think of that before...... You also have to remember that no one is qualified to laugh at other people's dreams, so go for it......"

Kirito gradually retracted the corners of his mouth, smiled and gave a thumbs up in encouragement.

"Kirito-senpai, thank you......"

But before the rope tree's expression completely changed to moved, Kirito hugged his stomach and laughed again.

"Haha, the Hokage who escaped with fire, I really didn't see it......"

Rope Tree: "......"

What about the dream that is good, but the qualification that says it is good......

After Kirito had enough of laughing, he turned around the corner with the rope tree with a gloomy face, and walked in the shadows of the wall.

Dots of light moved around them in the electromagnetic induction, and Kirito took a few steps forward, or a few steps back, or stopped and stood still for a while, dodging the ninjas who were constantly galloping.

Even if you are so careful, you will be bumped into by Iwa Shinobi, who is lucky or bad.

For example, the Iwashinobi in front of him who was smiling at him, and the Iwakushimi who was as thin as a bamboo pole......