Makoto shook his head, as if he was talking to an old friend of many years:

"Antidote."

The scorpion flicked his left index finger, and a strand of chakra thread tossed a smooth vial from the ninja bag.

Makoto raised his hand to catch it, uncorked the bottle, and picked a little bit with his fingers and put it in his mouth.

After studying with Tsunade for 3 years, although Makoto didn't put his mind on those complicated theoretical knowledge, Makoto still has a lot of confidence in the application of medical skills.

Not in a hurry to save Qingxi, Cheng separated two shadow clones, one picked up the fainting Li, and the other quickly recovered Du Feng's body, and then slowly retreated away from the scorpion's field of vision together.

"Scorpion-scorpion......"

Shinobu Suna's throat twitched, and he looked at the scorpion, with some unwillingness and greed in his eyes.

Even if you can't keep that monster, it's okay to keep the two children, and if you add the dead one, it's a full three pairs of eyes.

The scorpion looked at him with some sneer:

"If you want to get on, just get on."

According to the rules of the ninja world, the blood inheritance is the first lifeblood of the blood inheritance family.

Watching the blood succession of the blood succession family is like cutting off its lifeline, and now the rules prevailing in the ninja world, for a behemoth organization like Ninja Village, the blood succession family will pay the corresponding price to "redeem" its own mystery.

Of course, during the redemption period, how much can be researched depends on the individual's ability.

The idea of the Uchiha writing wheels is not that no one has beaten them, but the red-eyed family like a madman has long used blood-like facts to tell those with bad intentions that those who vainly try to occupy the wheels will end up miserable.

The first ninja clan of Konoha and even the entire ninja world is endless, if it is just for a few pairs of writing wheels, then even the Sand Hidden Village is unwilling to pay such a price.

Sagami shivered in his heart, and couldn't help but distinguish himself and said:

"Subordinate...... Did the subordinates just say, just let them go and do nothing? ”

The scorpion is boring to take back all its puppets and already bother to pay attention to this idiot:

"Go back and report to the superiors in charge of the area and tell them that it's [No. 7]."

Of course, he won't let the enemy go so easily, the antidote he just gave to Uchiha, although the effect of the medicine can indeed remove the poison in that girl, but as a genius ** teacher, it is natural to add a little other ingredient to it, right?

[No. 7] is the number of a potion used for tracking in the Sand Ninja Army, and although the effect is not as strong as the others, it is correspondingly difficult to detect and dispel.

The sand was overjoyed, and replied respectfully:

"Yes! Subordinates do it immediately! ”

The scorpion turned its head in surprise, and a chill flashed in its crystal-like eyes:

"You're going?"

After the enemy hides in the dark, this guy wants to go it alone? Is this guy really an idiot? The enemy said to retreat, and he believed it? With that Uchiha's combat power, he casually left a shadow clone, and if he committed suicide, it wouldn't be too easy to kill him.

If it weren't for the fact that in the previous days, this sand ninja's filial piety to the scorpion was quite satisfactory to him, and the scorpion really didn't mind killing him with a knife.

The killing intent in the scorpion's eyes was so obvious that Sand Shinobi's throat suddenly became as if it was frozen, and he could only make a panting sound similar to "ho-ho".

The scorpion slowly turned his head, walked forward first, and said:

"Let's go."

As if he had been pardoned, Sand Ren immediately followed behind the scorpion in a cold sweat, and he didn't dare to speak out anymore.

If you kill him now, it will be a very troublesome thing to recover the corpses all over the ground.

The scorpion thought faintly.

Wait until he's done cleaning up and then kill it.

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Makoto didn't leave the shadow clone to attack as the scorpion thought, but let the shadow clone eat enough of the antidote and flee in the other direction alone.

The antidote given by the enemy, a fool will really eat it.

According to the ingredients of the antidote, Cheng quickly prepared a similar antidote with the herbs stored in the medicine scroll he carried, although it could not remove the scorpion's toxin, but it was more than enough to temporarily suppress the poisonous attack and save Qingxi's life.

When I return to Konoha, there will be no toxins.

Following the markers along the way, Makoto confirmed that the other team was lucky not to be hindered, and then took the fainting Li and Qingxi to find a small caravan camp thirty miles away.

The same tarpaulin was draped, and the trucks were surrounded by trucks, and when Makoto entered the camp was silent, except for a small lantern, a young man sat with his back against the flagpole, and his head dozed little by little.

Boom.

The young man woke up suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, two identical men in red trench coats appeared in front of him, and in the arms of the men in trench coats, he was also holding two children who looked similar in age and height.

Of course, it wouldn't be so coincidental that he ran into twin human traffickers, and in this world, there is such a magical profession as ninjas.

The young man knelt on the ground with a thud, his upper body lying on his stomach, and his body couldn't stop shaking:

"Ninja-sama! We're just a small caravan, nothing of value, but if you fancy anything, you're at your disposal, just don't hurt us!" ”

Makoto frowned, this guy, pretending too much, besides, if it was really a strange ninja who broke into the middle of the night, how could he leave their lives for them.

You know, although ordinary people are not worth mentioning in terms of strength, the only weapon that can hurt ninjas is ninjas themselves...... Instead, they can be hired and driven by these ordinary people.

At this time, awakened by the young man's deliberate loud begging for mercy, a middle-aged man who was a little blessed hurriedly walked out of the tent in the middle, and before he could speak, Makoto threw over a sign.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to be able to react, he was hit in the nose by the brand, he covered his face, looked at Makoto with some trembling, and looked like he wanted to speak but didn't dare to say it.

Makoto opened his eyes to write the wheel.

These blood-red eyes were more powerful than any evidence, but the middle-aged man was still cautious about the code:

"Blood Moon, Golden Sun?"

“2674。”

The middle-aged merchant leader breathed a sigh of relief, what ordinary people can do, that's all, if you are really targeted by enemy ninjas, under illusion, don't expect ordinary people to keep any secrets - the practice of ninjas is generally to let ordinary people who are downlines have the necessary but minimum information. For example, this caravan was only given the vague task of staying in a certain place for three days and receiving the ninja to the border of the Land of Wind.

Although it's a job with a head, the pay is also very rich, and the most important thing is that there are too many caravans like them, and there are so many that every ninja may not be able to correspond to the level of the previous caravan (at least for ninjas above the level of middle ninja).

At the time of the Fourth Ninja World War, there were only 100,000 ninjas in the entire ninja world, and even considering the hidden combat power of each village, how many ninjas could there be?

20,000? 30,000? 50,000?

And the population of any one of the five major countries can reach hundreds of millions.

So relatively speaking, this kind of extra fast is still relatively safe.