The vast grassland, the scenery is beautiful, walking all the way from east to west, under the influence of the great plain of the country of grass in the north, this narrow grassland that is derived from the border of the country of fire is not wide. After penetrating into the country of Kawano, the weeds gradually changed from high to low, and the vigorous natural vitality silently declined, and the earth was dominated by human civilization.

Mizuki looked up.

A wisp of cooking smoke loomed in the air.

Mizuki heard the sound of children laughing and playing in the distance, crisp as a bell, delicate and cute, easy to recognize.

At this time, a young man dressed in gray linen clothes walked out of the grass next to him with a small basket on his back.

The boy was about sixteen years old, with a sweat towel folded into thin strips on his head, and his skin was dark, like a toiling peasant in the sixties and seventies of a flower planter, panting like an ox carrying a basket, and he did not know what was inside.

He glanced at Mizuki.

Mizuki also glanced at the boy.

The young man was not polite, and asked directly: "Traveler? ”

Mizuki shook his head in dismay.

The boy asked again, "Where are you going?" ”

Mizuki was strange, although these two questions were connected, but on the premise that he denied that he was a tourist, the boy still asked where he was going, obviously without words.

Mizuki said: "The country of the wind." ”

The young man scratched his dark face with his hand and said, "O great desert, can you walk?" ”

"Oh?" Mizuki raised his eyebrows, "The Land of the Wind is not far away, what can stop me from arriving?" ”

The boy didn't reply.

He walked out of breath towards the distant village, staggering and looking tired enough, walking and walking, or stumbling on the ground, the boy stumbled and fell.

The boy snorted.

The basket on his back shook violently with his body, and with a few pops, an object the size of a watermelon was thrown diagonally out of the basket.

Mizuki fixed his eyes.

A bloody human head drew a parabola in the air, and when it fell to the ground, the violent impact smashed out one of the eyeballs on the human head.

"Hey." The boy sighed a little troubled.

He took out a white cloth from his bosom as if he were clean, walked over to the human head, carefully covered the white cloth on the human head, and then picked it up with a look of disgust, and skillfully threw it behind his back, and with a few more pops, the bloody human head returned to the basket.

Mizuki couldn't help but glance at the basket on the young man's back.

But I saw that the whole basket was filled with the heads of dead people with blurred faces, and I couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, but some of them were already sparse, and the slimy and white brains flowed out, and from time to time some roundworms were wriggling up and down.

"This insect is a good thing, eating human blood, human flesh, human brain, all over the body exudes an attractive fragrance, as long as you take them out and roast them in the fire for two minutes, throw them into your mouth and bite them, they are crispy, not only delicious, but also rich in high-quality protein," the young man dropped the dirty cloth casually, his face showed a little satisfaction, and said as if Mizumu was talking about it, "I don't know what the animals on this grassland have done in the past two days, so I can only use these insects to satisfy my hunger." ”

"Oh? It's really pitiful," Mizuki tilted his head, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face, and said to the boy, "Have you fallen to the point of eating insects?" I remember more than ten years ago, during the Third World War, there were corpses all over the field, and food was everywhere. ”

As soon as Mizuki finished speaking, he tiptoed a little, and ran to the dark-skinned boy in the blink of an eye.

The boy's pupils shrank.

At that moment, a right hand wrapped in a faint layer of blue chakra suddenly plunged horizontally towards the young man's heart.

The speed of the wind is like a thunderbolt, causing a soft sound of swishing.

The distance of ten meters is only a matter of 0.21 seconds for Mizuki.

The tried and tested black tiger digs out the heart!

Mizuki Mizuki's strong right hand passed through the boy's chest with unmistakable precision.

However, the sky was unsatisfactory, and his thunderous shot still failed in the end.

Mizuki looked weird.

The dark-skinned boy did not escape Mizuki's attack.

But—

A thick cloud of smoke wrapped around Mizuki Mizuki's sturdy right arm.

The smoke hovered in his hand for less than a second, and then it was violently dispersed by the wind pressure that fell from the horizontal hand.

Mizuki rolled his eyes.

Speaking of this trick, how can it feel particularly familiar?

Having lost the bearer, the basket full of the dead man's head fell to the ground.

Not far away, it took three or four seconds for the scattered smoke to reconverge and turn back into a human form.

"Don't touch my basket!" The teenager shouted.

Mizuki straightened up and said speechlessly, "I'm not uncommon with this pile of heads......

Before he finished speaking, the young man's shout continued with the previous sentence: "That's the loot I want to exchange money for in Tangyin Village!" ”

When Mizuki heard this, he immediately bent down, stretched out his hand, put the basket on his back, and all the movements were done in one go.

Then he turned and walked away.

Ignoring the dark-skinned boy who was dumbfounded not far away.

Mizuki's mood brightened.

made another windfall, and Meidi is very good.

Who cares why that young man wants to kill himself!

In these days, do you still need a reason to kill?

Mizuki is determined not to ask a killer questions such as "Why did you kill me?" "Whom was instructed to kill me?" "How many people besides you are going to kill me?" "And so on idiot questions.

He took all the booty of the dark-skinned boy and strode towards the crowded village ahead.

Behind.

A sneer gradually appeared on the young man's dull face.

As Mizuki walked away, the young man's sneer became thicker and thicker.

"What a greedy prey." The young man looked determined.

He slowly closed his palms.

The index and middle fingers on both sides of the palm are extended, and the remaining fingers are flexed together to form a mark.

The young man smiled and spat softly: "Burst! ”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Tangyin Village.

A certain white-haired middle-aged uncle who had just been beaten up by a crazy lady did not change his life, changed his goal, and started a new round of great wind collection operations.

"Oh...... Oh...... Right...... That's it...... Awesome, fantastic...... There is actually a beautiful woman with a similar temperament to this immortal who is molesting another well-behaved and cute little girl...... Ahh......hh It's exciting......"

A certain lewd uncle's nose couldn't help but bleed.

However, just when he was extremely excited, a deafening explosion suddenly sounded, and more than a dozen explosions were made one after another, which frightened him suddenly.

"Who! Who is it! Dare to wreak havoc in Tangyin Village, which has always loved peace! You're dead! Lao Tzu swears by the little brother who lies down softly! Be sure to hang you up and fight! ”

The lewd uncle shouted angrily, with a little vigilance and doubt, the blue light flashed under his feet, and he rushed out.

At the same time, the ladies who were soaking in the hot springs also ran out, just in time to see the back of a middle-aged man with white hair who looked angry but was actually gray.

"Bastard! It's you damn pervert again! ”

Bursts of vicious scolding came and went, so lively.

"Fortunately, this immortal ran fast...... "Someone broke out in a cold sweat, and after a while, he rushed to the scene of the explosion.