The white-haired man, who was laughing maniacally, suddenly became silent after his hands were stained with blood.

The panicked people around didn't hear what the crazy man not far away was saying, it was such a precious and secret piece of information, no one cared. They crammed back frantically, escaping, screaming, with some kind of excitement that didn't matter to them, and the screams became more and more piercing as the strange white-haired man punched another equally strange man in black.

Mizuki endured loud accusations and harsh scolding, and he was used to it.

And some other people who have long been accustomed to the scene of killing and killing in this human society called the ninja world are also as silent as Mizuki, in fact, they all understand - there is no reason for others to want to kill you, but you can only be captured, once you fight back and even push the people who are vicious to you to hell, you become a criminal and a miscellaneous person, unreasonable.

Mizuki glanced at the shadow clone who had been cut off in the head with a knife but still rode stubbornly on the back of a black horse like a headless horseman.

With a wave of his hand, he squeezed out a blast of air, scattering the shadow clone that was spewing blood exaggeratedly.

This is a shadow clone that has been destroyed by external forces, and Chakra has long been chaotic and cannot be recovered. However, he set up a program: if the shadow clone is scattered, it will form a thin film at the same time to maintain the basic appearance before being dispersed, unless someone repairs the knife and destroys this film, otherwise the shadow clone can maintain the same appearance as when it was killed for ten minutes after dissipating - this is due to the magic of transformation.

Naturally, it's not a big deal.

The principle of this approach does not need to be explained brick by brick.

He said many things, unpleasant, and even suspicious, so he stopped talking, maybe silence is the best rebuttal to doubts and insults, after all, he can't be like the man in black who assassinated him, cut down all those who used a mean tone and ugly words to define him as a bastard and a fool, and he is not a saint, why should others not be allowed to scold him?

However, when he is silent, others may not let go of such a person who does not speak, just like he repeatedly showed weakness to Ape Feiri, and he did whatever Ape Feiri told him to do, and in the end, Ape Feiri did not let him go.

Of course, it can't be said that Sarutobi is wrong, because Mizuki himself is a dirty person, he once pretended to be crazy and stupid and begged Sarutobi to give him a place to live, and he also did such and such things for Konoha by obeying his words, but Sarutobi did not change his opinion of him because of this - he was a bad person, so in the eyes of others, he can only be a bad person in this life.

"I really want to be a good person." This sentence can't be said, some people will laugh out their big teeth when they hear it.

In this way, some words really can't be spoken.

It's like facing the students he has taught with all his heart, and he hasn't said a word of goodbye to them; is like facing Tsubaki, who truly loves him, he hasn't said sorry to her; Just like the innocent or innocent people who died at his hands, he didn't say a word to them...... Rest.

He stopped talking.

The Tangyin Village team in front of him trembled and said to him, it didn't matter, it was nothing more than "who are you", "what do you want to do" and so on.

Mizuki pulled the reins of the black horse as if he were paralyzed.

Quietly climb on horseback.

Quietly instructed the dark horse to walk out of Hanamachi Street.

A young man who looked like a small man walked out of a nearby tavern, and he felt very strange when he looked at the white-haired man who was slowly leaving on horseback and the four ninjas of Yugakure Village who were standing on the street and automatically retreated a way.

"Huh? This horse is so familiar. The little guy thought to himself.

He thought about it for a moment, and suddenly clapped his hands.

The little servant remembered something, and hurried through the crowd to a stable.

He looked around and saw that it was empty and there was not a single horse left.

"Uncle Noda, where's Ibri-sama's horse?" The little guy asked the owner of the stable.

"Huh?"

Kazuo Noda was cleaning the dirty manger, and when he heard the call of the little manger, he stopped the broom and replied, "Is it Yu?" The horse you mentioned, Master Ibri said when he went out, and asked me to help him find a good man to sell it. ”

The young man named Yu frowned.

"Hey, Yu, what are you thinking? When are we going to evacuate? Kazuo Noda asked.

"Huh?" Yu blinked and said, "Evacuate? Oh, go now. ”

"So what are you waiting for! Sweeping this manger every day, I was disgusted with it. Kazuo Noda threw away his broom and cried bitterly.

"Where are we going this time?"

"The Land of Waves."

"It's not far, why are you in such a hurry?"

"There's going to be a big deal here this year."

"Tangyin Village?"

"I'm afraid it's not just Tangyin Village."

"It can't be the country of the river, right?"

"Maybe."

"Hey, you're worried too much, the country of Sichuan has been born for so many years, what big things will happen?"

"I don't know, and I didn't say it explicitly."

"Will Ibri hide it from you?"

"It's not Lord Ibri, it's your Excellency."

"Is it ......?"

"Hmm."

"Well, something really is going to happen." Kazuo Noda sighed.

Yu's young and calm face flashed a hint of amazement, and said, "Well, I'm afraid...... A lot of people are going to die. ”

The bustle is gone, and neon, and the colorful lights flash and flash in the streets.

Prostitutes are coquettish, gamblers are desperate to win, and drunkards are drunk and drunk to drink glass after glass.

The lucky man goes to gamble after drinking, and after gambling the money, he goes to prostitution, and the unlucky person gets drunk and falls into his dream, and then is thrown out of the street by the shopkeeper with his body on his back.

It's comfortable, prosperous, and eroded. But no matter what, it seems to be happier than a ninja.

It's a life that's not much different from the world it once was.

Mizuki has an unobstructed view of the most lively outer ring area of Yuyin Village, but he does not linger.

The darkness that covered the sky and the earth at night was mixed with a patch of shining lights, some people sang every night, and some people were lonely every night.

On the earth, from one point of light, straight to another point of light that is also pulsating, and the emptiness between them is a hundred, a thousand, and a thousand miles, still buried by darkness.

Those who live in the light forget the horrors of the night, but those who live in the shadows never forget to look at the mottled and dull dusk and the beautiful and light-colored dawn.

Under the cover of darkness, thousands of beasts rushed to the border of Kawanokuni, surging and majestic.

A lone wolf stood on the border, roaring with its head held high, and it came out of nowhere, not like a roar, but more like a mournful roar.

In another corner, Fei Duan, dressed in a black robe with a red cloud shading, was slaughtering grassland animals like crazy.

"Crumbs! To send to death?! Fei Duan laughed.

The long death scythe under his hand was stained with the blood of an unknown number of creatures, but it still couldn't stop these fragile creatures...... Go and die.

May 4 at 9 p.m.

A man in black who was holding a child covered in blood who had been breathing for a long time bypassed Yuyin Village and headed for the country of waves.

An old man waited quietly in Tangyin Village for a long time.

The storm is about to rise, and the black and white body clearly smells the stench of conspiracy.

He silently sneaked around Tangyin Village.

Suddenly, Jue felt that on the ground above his head, a man on horseback suddenly coughed violently, and the black horse with his eyes slithering around suddenly seized the opportunity, Herod neighed, jumped on his forelimbs, jumped violently, and flipped the white-haired man on his back to the ground at once.

The dark horse is fierce, roars wildly, runs away, and disappears as soon as it slips away.

Absolutely quietly rose up.

"Is that him?" Black Absolute whispered.

"Yay? Didn't this guy just fight that Konoha ninja? The fight was quite dragging, why did you suddenly faint? Bai Jue echoed.

"Drag?"

Kuro smiled disdainfully, pointed at the white-haired man, and said, "Has his shadow clone been cut off in the head with a knife?" After the shadow clone dissipated, all the senses returned to his original body—he was just holding on. ”