There is one day left until the graduation exam of Kiri Ninja Village.

Time comes and goes.

In a secret stronghold in the Mist Ninja Village, a group of ninjas who were plotting something important were sitting or standing, contemplating or frowning, and their demeanor was the same.

Terumi stood in front of her with her hands in her hands, looking at the foggy ninja village under the gloomy canopy outside, her eyes were deep, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After a long time, she sighed faintly: "Only ...... are left It's been a day. ”

A one-eyed man walked up behind her, this person was Qing, and I saw him say in a deep voice:

"yes, there's only one day left, and I don't know how many people will be sitting here in a day's time."

Terumi shook her head slightly, her eyes seemed to see through the heavy dark clouds in the sky, and saw the great sun shining with hope.

"Only do our best and obey the destiny of heaven, we have the best preparation we can do, and the rest may really depend on the will of God......"

Terumi looked at him and muttered to himself.

"Nope! If the heavens want us to lose, we will also change our lives against the heavens! ”

Suddenly, Terumi swept away the confusion on her face, her face was full of unwavering faith, and her tone became loud:

"The future of the Mist Ninja Village is in our hands, and no matter what, if we can't win this battle, then everything will be over. But as long as we still have a breath of air, we will also use our lives to break out a tomorrow for the fog ninja! ”

"Will I die!"

At this moment, everyone in the secret room stood up, their eyes firm.

......

Outside the village of Kiri Ninja, on a hill in the endless forest, a handsome young man sat on a rock that had risen abruptly.

He wore a sky-blue robe and held a flute-like instrument for blowing soap bubbles, and the breeze swept his cheeks, and his long bangs fluttered with it.

Dark clouds in the distance turned into a black curtain that obscured the sky.

The wind and rain were coming, the air around him was dull, and the young man quietly looked at the boundless forest sea, without saying a word, without revealing a little sadness, his eyes were quiet and distant.

"The wind is blowing......"

The young man sighed faintly, slowly moved the flute-like instrument in his hand to his mouth, and blew softly.

In that sad and low whimper, bubbles rose in the air, messily and orderly surrounding the youth in the center.

The surrounding light is refracted in the center of each bubble, and the stars are dotted, and suddenly the young man seems to be in a dreamlike fairy tale world.

A small bird fluttered out of the forest, seemingly bewildered by the dreamlike scene, and plunged headlong into the gorgeous space of foam.

The air currents of the bird's fluttering wings disturbed the quietly floating bubbles, and then crashed squarely into one of the large bubbles.

Kiss!

Surprisingly, the bubble did not burst at the touch of a button, but instead wrapped the bird in its entirety!

Tweeted!

In the foam, the bird flapped its wings in a panic, and its small eyes were full of fear.

"Alas...... A silly bird. ”

The young man sighed faintly, and saw him stretch out his hand, and the foam that had trapped the bird floated over and fell on his palm.

The bird fluttered even harder, but unfortunately the foam was made of something, and it was so flexible that it couldn't be broken.

"Don't make a fuss."

The young man said softly to the panicked bird in the center of the bubble, the voice seemed to have a magical power, and the bird was quietly calmed.

The young man nodded in satisfaction, stretched out his left hand, and dotted it on the foam.

Only a soft pop is heard, the foam bursts, and the bird is free.

"Go ahead, don't come later."

The young man threw the bird in his hand into the sky, looked at its shadow fluttering Ling Ling's distant shadow, and said silently in his heart.

"It's stuck in a bubble, but why shouldn't I, and how can the Mist Ninja Village not be a bubble......"

The young man sighed faintly and continued to blow foam as if no one was around.

He is Hataka, the six-tailed human pillar force of the Misty Ninja Village.

......

Kirishinobi Village, Mizukage Building.

In a dimly lit chamber, the faint candle flame trembled in the darkness, as if it would be completely extinguished in the next moment.

At the end of the chamber, a man shrouded in a black cloak and wearing a wooden whirlpool mask sat on the seat of the carver's hideous Asura ghost.

Beside the black shadow, the four generations of Mizukage Yakura stood quietly aside, but the current four generations did not have a trace of the majesty of the past.

The dull gaze, the dilated pupils, the stiff hands and feet, all of them are indicative of the unusual situation of the four generations.

Everything in this dimly lit chamber is eerie and terrifying.

The man on the Shura seat suddenly moved, and the only eye in the center of the whirlpool suddenly opened!

The three blood-colored magatama of the crimson swirl around each other and merge into an ominous windmill.

If there were people from the Uchiha clan here, they would definitely be shocked, because it was the Blood Wheel Eye, or the Blood Wheel Eye that had advanced into the kaleidoscope form!

It has been decades since Konoha established the village, and except for the first generation of patriarch Madara Uchiha, no Uchiha clan has been able to open the blood wheel eye to a kaleidoscope state!

But today it appeared, and such an eye appeared, if the Uchiha clan knew the news, I am afraid that they would come and snatch it at all costs.

"Come out, I see you."

The masked man's hoarse voice rang out, echoing through the chamber.

"Tut-tut, worthy of Madara-sama's choice, I didn't expect to be able to discover my concealment technique so soon."

A spore emerges from the ground and grows rapidly, forming a humanoid monster that is half black and half white.

"You're not going to be so bored as to come and compliment me."

The windmill in the masked man's only pupil was constantly turning, but in his eyes, there was no emotion, a ...... for all things in the world Indifferent.

"Those little mice are starting to do things, and you're still sitting here leisurely, aren't you afraid that they will overthrow you?"

The black and white man looked at him deeply and said in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter."

The masked man's tone didn't fluctuate in the slightest, as if there was nothing noteworthy about time.

"Oh? Are you willing to give up the Mist Ninja Village, one of the five ninja villages? It's okay if you like me, but will this affect Madara-sama's plans? ”

Although the Infinite Monthly Reading Project is dominated by masked men, black and white must also have a certain degree of autonomy.

"Nagato has grown up, and for us, it is no longer necessary for us to control the Mist Ninja Village in our hands, and it is ......"

The masked man paused, then said:

"Who said I'm going to give up the Mist Ninja Village? Since they want it, pay enough for it. ”

The black and white man looked at the masked man on the Shura seat, and suddenly felt a shudder, and it lowered its head and replied:

"I see......"