Due to Ning Ji's sudden arrival, the Daimyo's Mansion, which was already nervous, instantly became quiet.

Along the way, whether it was the guards who were standing or the servants who couldn't dodge, they all trembled when they faced Ning Ci, it seemed that the sudden fall of the Craftsman Ninja Village made this group of people living in the sugar jar extremely panicked, and even the man who came into close contact with the Artisan Ninja Village would feel uneasy and panicked.

Led by a trembling guard, Ninji and Ranmaru officially stepped into the main hall.

However, just as he was trembling and about to say something, Ning Ci's figure had already appeared in front of the daimyo.

"Bold!"

The eyes of the two samurai guarding in front of the daimyo flashed, and when they looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of them, they drew their swords and protected them in front of the daimyo with a burst of shouts, without a trace of fear at all.

"Interesting, I didn't expect there to be bloody people like you in this daimyo's mansion!"

Standing in place, Ning Ci's expression was a little surprised, and it seemed that he was also a little amazed by the courage of these two samurai.

"Peacock Magic!"

Ranmaru, who was closely following Ning Ji, suddenly sealed, and after a cold snort, his young body instantly burst into a monster formed by a purple chakra, and after roaring for a while, he knocked the samurai who was blocking in front of him into the air.

The speed of the purple chakra monster instantly cost the lives of this group of warriors who only had loyalty and lacked strength.

"You...... Want...... Why? ”

The Daimyo, who was already afraid, looked at the ninjas who killed his men without changing their faces in front of him, and suddenly rushed under the table in fright, looking at the figure that was getting closer and closer, his tone stumbled and finally said a full sentence.

"Ranmaru, you're too heavy, apologize to the daimyo quickly!"

Looking at Lan Maru who was blocking in front of him, Ning Ci said here with a smile, matching his tone, it didn't seem to be a little sincere.

"I'm sorry, but I was reckless, Daimyo-sama!"

Hearing this, the young Ranmaru looked coldly at the man who had taken off the aura of the daimyo and was just an ordinary middle-aged fat man, without the slightest hesitation, he knelt on the ground calmly, just kneeling down to the corner of Ranmaru's mouth flashed a trace of disdain.

Pretending not to notice Ranmaru's small movements, Ninji walked forward quickly, and soon helped the panicked daimyo up from under the table.

"It's over, Daimyo-sama, you won't have any fear from now on, because my men and I will keep you safe, and to show my apologies, I've decided to grant you a wish!"

Saying this, Ning Ci sincerely looked at the somewhat nervous daimyo in front of him.

"Wish?"

Grunting and swallowing his saliva hard, the daimyo who had barely calmed down looked at Ning Ci in front of him blankly.

"Yes, wish, even as a daimyo you, you will feel sad because life is too short, even if you have mastered a country, you have to grow old slowly until you turn into loess, which is really unfair to your identity."

Speaking of this, Ning Ci pretended to sigh.

"Are you what you have to do?"

Swallowing his saliva vigorously again, the daimyo already had a hint of emotion when he heard this, but due to his current situation, he still expressed some restraint.

"It's not going to bother me!"

With a slight smile and saying this, Ning Ci sealed his hands.

With his seal, a not weak chakra was separated from his body and slowly poured into the body of the fallen samurai at his feet, and soon, the corpse, which began to stiffen, finally moved.

After a moment of convulsions of his body, the corpse of this not long ago was finally resurrected, holding the weapon tightly, he staggered to his feet, his other free hand covered his head, he stood up and looked at everything beside him blankly, obviously he was still a little ignorant after the resurrection, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Really?"

Looking at the samurai who stood up again, the daimyo looked suspicious, and cautiously stretched out his hand to touch his body, feeling the normal temperature coming from his body, and then he realized that this was not an illusion, and the man was really resurrected.

"Daimyo-sama, although this technique can resurrect people's lives, it has a big weakness, that is, as a spellcaster, I can only use it once, after all, as a ninjutsu, it has too many limitations, so please allow me to take back the life I gave to your subordinates!"

Slowly saying this, Ning Ci bowed his head respectfully.

"yes, then take it back!"

As Ning Ji expected, these big men were extremely cold when they heard about the pros and cons of themselves, and without any hesitation, they pronounced the death sentence of this loyal samurai not long ago.

"That's rude!"

As Ning Ci held it in one hand to unseal it, soon the corpse that had just stood up fell down suddenly, and this scene made the daimyo who was staring at him on the side exclaim, making him feel more and more that this technique was real.

At this time, Ranmaru, who was kneeling on the ground, had already raised his head at some point, and was watching this scene thoughtfully.

After a period of greetings, there was a burst of cheering laughter in the deserted hall.

Then, under the loud rebuke of the Daimyo, the fearful servants appeared in the main hall, but by this time the conversation was already harmonious, and they were allowed to come forward just to prepare for the banquet.

Hearing this, these subordinates breathed a sigh of relief.

After cleaning up the corpses in the main hall, it didn't take long for a banquet to begin.

While the guards and servants were confused, the daimyo actually laughed harmoniously with the intruder at the banquet, as if the scene that had happened in the main hall not long ago was a hallucination.

Although they had doubts in their hearts, they didn't dare to intervene as subordinates, after all, the vulgar ninja was still here.

The banquet lasted until the evening, until the daimyo got drunk and pestered Ninji for some elixir to restore his strength, which made the servants guarding the main hall sweat, but to his surprise, the ninja smiled and gave the daimyo what he wanted.

After just a few taps on his body, the daimyo rushed into the back house with his eyes shining brightly, panting heavily, and in a short time there was a blushing pant coming from the back house.

At this time, Ning Ci had already stepped out of the Daimyo's Mansion under the respectful leadership of the guards, listening to the inappropriate voices of children coming from the mansion, Ning Ci shook his head, and left without staying and taking Ranmaru like this.

As the purpose of this visit and to be satisfied, Ning Ci naturally has no need to stay here.

Along the way, the two walked quite silently, but behind him, Ranmaru endured it for a long time and finally asked a question.

"Lord Ningji, is that resurrection technique real?"

"Of course it won't be true, even if I know the specific seal of that kind of technique, but it is not so easy to successfully perform it, I just cast it as a trick, using the soft fist to activate the muscle nerves of that person who have not completely died."

Speaking of this, Ning Ci chuckled, obviously playing that daimyo's fool.

"And his temperature?"

Ranmaru mentioned this with some puzzlement.

"It's just a matter of activating his heart with a soft fist, and if the frequency is faster, he can still recover a little bit of body temperature."

Looking back at the puzzled Ranmaru, Ning Ji quickly gave the answer he wanted.

"Don't worry, the time I need now, as long as I get through this period of time, it doesn't matter if there is a big name to support it or not."

As if seeing the worry of the little ghost behind him, Ning Ci smiled slightly and gave a reassuring answer.

Ning Ci said that he was indeed right, like this kind of big name that surrounds Yingge Yan all day long, it is good to be satisfied, even if he wants to regret it in the future, he will be too late at that time, not to mention that it is unknown if there will be anyone in this country to support him at that time!

Thinking of this, a mocking sneer appeared at the corner of Ning Ci's mouth.

Not long ago, he used soft fist to satisfy the daimyo's wish to make a comeback, and it had seriously hurt the origin of his body, and if he continued to indulge uncontrollably during this period of time, he would soon be lying down on the bed, and even if he wanted to regret it at that time, he couldn't help it.