"Mizukage-sama."

Short in stature, silver-haired with purple eyes, and carrying a strange-shaped weapon, Kamishinobi appeared beside the three generations of Mizukage.

"It's a lost position! There you are. ”

"It's too late." The wolfberry lost its position and bowed its head slightly.

"It's useless to come early, I haven't figured out what this attacker is! Isn't this still standing here and looking at the scenery······" The words of the three generations of Mizukage are very interesting, and he has always been extremely tolerant of his most valued subordinates, and even the loss of wolfberries cultivated by the next generation of Mizukage.

"There's no news from the enchantment class? Could it be that they haven't figured out the general situation of the enemy yet? Although he looked like a child, he was already nineteen years old, and as a three-tailed man, he was also one of the strongest in the village, and he was extremely responsible, completely different from the group of prodigals of the Ninja Seven.

"Don't blame them, the information has been reported to me, there is only one intruder, it's just ······ The other party used the shadow clone technique, and then used the transformation technique to turn into an ordinary middle and lower ninja, and the village was running around······"

The words of the three generations of Mizukage have not been finished, but the loss of the position has already been understood.

This unknown intruder is obviously a cunning person, using this kind of trick to delay the actions of the fog ninjas, forcing the three generations of Mizukage to not do it himself, so he can only wait and see here just in case.

"Hey, what a cunning thing······" Lost Cang gasped, and immediately showed a puzzled look, "But like this, what is the purpose?" ”

"That's something I want to figure out, too." The third generation of Mizukage sighed, looking at the thunderous and lightning sky, and always felt that he seemed to have done something wrong.

······

Building.

"What the hell?"

The fog ninjas guarding the building looked at each other, and the sirens of Ula Ulla still echoed freely in the ear chakra, and this unprecedented situation made them suddenly at a loss.

"What now? Going out to meet the enemy? ”

"Meet the enemy of a fart, don't forget to be serious, we just look at people, the masters in the village are not dead, what do you need from our three melons and two dates, if it is below."

"What do you mean by three melons and two jujubes, are you a melon or do you mean that I am a jujube?"

The thirteen shinobi gathered on the top of the building, arguing with each other, but none of them moved, their duty was to guard the whirlpool clan in this building, and the rest had nothing to do with them, at least as long as it wasn't for the fog hidden village that it was clear that it was going to be finished, they wouldn't leave this building.

"Heh, it's all together, just a pot of stew!"

The moon watched quietly appeared on the roof of the building with thunder.

"Who!?"

It's all forbearance, and Guanyue appeared on the roof of the building so undisguisedly, naturally he couldn't hide it from the thirteen people, and he turned his head and stared at Guanyue in anger.

"Cook."

Guanyue grinned, which made the thirteen upper ninjas suddenly a little confused, and their minds were already thinking about which number one powerhouse in the ninja world was nicknamed the cook.

"Can't you three melons and two dates be dealt with by me, a cook?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was furious, how dare they ridicule them like this, they really can't do it when they are muddy, this little ghost who came out of nowhere is really arrogant!

·······

"Poof——!

A mouthful of blood spread like a mist, and he struggled to keep his eyes open, trying to see the young man in front of him.

"You... You... Exactly······· Who? ”

The voice of resentment was full of unwillingness, thirteen Shangnin, this is thirteen experienced Shangnin, but they were all killed by the young man in front of him who looked seventeen or eighteen years old chopping melons and vegetables, recalling that short ten seconds, I couldn't help but crack the corners of my eyes, and two lines of blood and tears slipped down.

Bare hands, no weapons, fists, shoulders, elbows, knees, all of them are murderous weapons, the kunai sword in their hands under the stormy attack of Guanyue, it is not even as good as hemp stalks, twisted into a ball of metal quietly soaked in a pool of blood, silently telling what a heavy blow it has withdrew.

Everything happened too fast and too ruthlessly, so that they had no room to turn around, and they could only reluctantly accept the invitation of death!

"Yo he, life is very hard, eat my punch and still talk angrily, it's not bad, it's really not bad!"

Looking at the gaba gaba knuckles of the moon, looking at the fog ninja who fell on the floor, he smiled coldly, and didn't do it again, anyway, if he doesn't die now, he won't live long, his kidneys have been completely beaten and wasted, and death has choked this guy's neck.

The last of the thirteen upper ninjas didn't hold on after all, and swallowed their last breath full of unwillingness, and the shadow clone of the moon was one-sided to slaughter the guards and researchers in the settlement building, rescuing every clansman of the Vortex clan, in addition to here, there were a large number of clones messing around to buy time.

"It's time to meet."

The whispers dissipated in the wind, and there was only one corpse left on the roof.

The room was rudimentary, with gray walls, mottled ceilings, and blood on the floor was constricting.

The man sitting on the edge of the operating bed looked blankly at the fog ninja researcher who fell to the ground, looked up and saw the moon watching in front of him, as if he had lost his soul for a while, and sat dumbfounded and motionless.

"Uncle Santang, you have suffered."

Guanyue's voice trembled a little, and looking at the man with gray hair and wrinkled face, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but feel sour.

You know, they're a whirlpool! Although the man in front of him is one level higher than him in terms of seniority, his actual age is only ten years older than him, which means that the man in front of him is not yet thirty years old, but ······ It seems that people in their forties and fifties believe it!

“······ Brother Qinghe? Am I dead? The man muttered.

Guanyue's heart twitched when he heard this, Uzumaki Qinghe, that was the name of his father and Jiu Xinnai, and the cousin of the man in front of him, Uzumaki Cangma.

"Uncle Santang, you're not dead, I'm Guanyue, do you remember me? Whirlpool moon watching, when you were a child, you often took me and my sister to hunt rabbits. Guanyue said softly, and the two shadow clones stood by the bedside to treat the festering and suppurating wounds on the man's body.

"Moongazing······ Moon Gazing ······ Watching the Moon ?!! The whirlpool blue horse opened his eyes suddenly, struggled to stand up, and roared loudly: "Run, look at the moon, you run, go to Konoha, go to Konoha, be careful of the fog forbearance!" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, Uncle Santang, don't worry, I'll take you out of here this time." Guanyue puffed up a smile, forcibly holding back the sourness in the corners of his eyes, and the fingers of the shadow clone next to him lightly pressed on the neck of the whirlpool blue horse, and then the electric light flashed slightly.

Uzumaki Cangma suddenly closed his eyes, and his struggling body was quiet again, if it weren't for the shadow clone supporting on the side, he would have collapsed directly on the operating table.

"The deity, everything is packed up, and it's time to do it."

The shout came from outside the door, and the moon watcher motioned for the clones to carry the whirlpool blue horse on their backs, and a group of mermaids rushed out.