The performance of the Red Sand Scorpion today is really a bit abnormal, in the impression of others, he is a person with an impatient personality and does not like to wait for others, but it is too surprising that he is waiting so quietly at the moment.

Seeing him sitting silently on the side, Itachi felt very bad, always felt that something would happen today, his eyes wandered, searching for someone's shadow, why didn't he see Tomoko hippo?

Xia Zhiyuan's sudden intervention gave Qimu Shuomao time to breathe, and he quickly climbed to the boots, "Red Sand Scorpion? He glanced at his wife, who was tied to a pillar, and then asked the scorpion, who was sitting on the side.

"Hehe-" The scorpion's hoarse voice laughed dryly, slowly stood up, and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, who seemed to be fifty years old and looked a little rickety, Kiki Shuomao couldn't connect him with the cute child twenty years ago, but the hatred in this person's eyes was not false at all, "I'm already here." Qimu Shuomao replied.

"You die, she lives." The scorpion's eyes squeezed into a slit, and he solemnly put forward his request, since Qimu Shuomao dared to go to danger alone for his wife, the relationship between the two of them must be very good!

Scorpion's request was somewhat unexpected, as a ninja, it was really a bit embarrassing to use such means, but Scorpion didn't seem to take these things into account at all.

Hearing his unreasonable request, Qi Mu Ling also shook his head desperately, signaling Qi Mu Shuomao not to agree, but Qi Mu Shuomao's eyes did not stay on her from just now, and she was not sure if her husband would be able to understand her hints.

Kiki Shuomao stared at the scorpion and replied without hesitation, "Impossible. "He is a ninja, he will not be easily threatened, and most importantly, he knows very well that if he dies, Qi Mu Ling will definitely not live alone.

"Hmph-" The scorpion sneered, it turned out that the relationship between them was nothing more than that, and said absolutely: "Konoha White Fang is really still Konoha White Fang, and it is still the same cold-blooded and ruthless, since this is the case, then-, you live, she dies." As he spoke, a dagger shot out of his back and stabbed it into Ling Ye's chest.

The scorpion's movements were too sudden, and as soon as Qimu Shuomao's figure moved, a black shadow swept towards him, forcing him back, and he could only watch him stab at his wife, "You-, damn it." Qimu Shuomao was also angry, the white light flashed in his hand, and a white chakra knife appeared in his right hand, and after twenty years of vanishing, Konoha White Fang once again came out of his white fangs.

"Click-" The chessboard that rushed over lightly stroked the white blade in his hand, pulled out a white light in the air, and staggered with the black shadow, and then made a slight sound, and before the scorpion could come back to his senses, the tail of his puppet shell, which was known as a strong defense, fell to the ground with a "snap".

"It's really amazing", the scorpion sighed in his heart, it seemed that he had been provoked by him, and this was exactly what he wanted, and he didn't know that he was getting closer to the death trap that the scorpion had laid for him step by step.

The scorpion crawled on the ground like a scorpion, its eyes shining with a strange glow. Despite losing his tail, his attacks were still sharp, and a shower of needles erupted from his back, preventing Kiki from approaching his wife.

Qimu Shuomao had to dodge and dodge, and in this moment, the short tail "grew" back under the control of the scorpion, and then, a black smoke sprayed towards the place where Qimu Shuomao stopped, mixed with a faint fragrance, and soon filled the air.

"Poisonous!" It was not the first time that Kiki Shuo had encountered such a combat technique, so he immediately held his breath and shifted his position at the same time. But his reaction seemed to be in the scorpion's calculations, and when he reappeared, he was met by the scorpion's tail sweeping again.

Qimu Shuomao volleyed in the air, turned over, "thunder escape-stunning", and the person was in mid-air, and at the same time made a seal and attacked.

"Boom-", a thunderbolt hit the scorpion's back, and the scorpion's whole person was immediately burned black, and there was no movement.

Qimu Shuomao stood firm, his brows couldn't help frowning, "This poison, something is wrong." He didn't expect that he had already held his breath, but it still seemed that there were still signs of poisoning, but at this moment, he could only forcibly press down and walk towards Qi Mu Ling.

"Ling Ye-", after Qimu Shuomao untied his wife, he kept looking coldly at the dagger on her chest, and blood had already seeped out of the junction between the dagger and her chest. His mind was all about his wife's wounds, and he had no time to interpret the vigilance and hints in his wife's eyes. Covering his hand on the outside of the dagger, Kiki Shuomao cheered his wife in as gentle a voice as possible, "You bear with me, I'm going to pull the dagger out." ”

"Poof-" As the dagger left, a stream of blood splattered out and landed on the face and body of Akiki Shuomao, who skillfully handled the wound and didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his eye.

"Shuomao, be careful, it's poisonous." Qi Mu Lingya, who was finally able to speak, couldn't even speak clearly in a hurry.

"Don't speak," Kiki Shuomao squeezed out a smile and said, "I'm fine." ”

Is it really okay? Of course not, from the dark red blood flowing from its body, he knew that the dagger was poisonous, but because of this, he was so eager to pull the dagger out. But he didn't really understand what Qi Mu Ling was trying to say, in fact, what was really poisonous was not the dagger, but the blood on her body, which was simply a trick designed by the scorpion to deal with him.

"Click-", "Click-", when Qimu Shuomao stopped the bleeding for Qimu Ling, the scorpion that had been burned into a piece of charcoal by his thunder just now actually moved, his body was like a crack, and there was a cracking sound, and soon a large area of charred black hard lumps fell.

"That's who you really are, right?" Kiki Shuomao looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and after stripping off that layer of disguise, he looked a little similar to the father of the scorpion in his memory, the son of the second generation of Kazekage.

The real scorpion is young and handsome, with a smile of a little loneliness, a little evil, and a little excitement, and the chessboard Shuo Shigeru who has been tricked has entered his death list, and what awaits him will be-

"I have prepared a big gift for you", the scorpion did not answer the words of Mu Shuomao, "Red Secret Technique - Hundred Machine Exercises".

In an instant, hundreds of red puppets floated out of the scroll in the scorpion's hand, and Qi Mu Shuo Mao and Qi Mu Ling also surrounded them tightly.

It seemed that so many enemies suddenly appeared, Qi Mu Ling's face changed suddenly, and he said hurriedly: "Leave me alone, you go quickly." ”

Qimu Shuomao shook his head gently, he had already found his wife, how could he leave her alone, not to mention, he hadn't seen his sister yet, and if he didn't find her, he didn't know how to explain to Hippo Hanyu.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine, you can rest here first." Qi Mu Shuo Mao persuaded gently, gently put down Qi Mu Ling, took two steps forward, looked at the red puppets around him, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, there are some Taoism, but the more people there are, the more powerful the puppet technique." ”

I saw that Qimu Shuomao's right hand was wiped on his chest, and a white scroll was spread in front of him, and the thumb of his right hand was cut by a white mang, and he pressed it the scroll, "Psychic Technique".

Qimu Shuomao half-squatted on the ground, a trace of excitement overflowed from the corners of his eyes, the ground shook violently twice, and soon a tall golden figure appeared, and the long-lost Golden Wolf King reappeared after more than 20 years of hiding in the snow.

"Hello, old fellow," Akiki Sakumo greeted softly.

"Hmph-", the Golden Wolf King snorted coldly, still as arrogant and violent as before, looked at the red puppets around him, and said, "It's been a long time since I've had an activity, so I'll practice with these little guys today." Obviously, it has already seen the injury of Qimu Shuomao, and it also knows that he needs his own help, although he is still so arrogant in the face of Qimu Shuomao's demeanor, but the eyes that look at those red golems are much more fierce.

"The Golden Wolf King?" The scorpion is no stranger to the psychic beast of Qimu Shuomao, because his grandfather, the second generation of Fengying, died under the joint efforts of Qimu Shuomao and the Golden Wolf King, and he knows better that this psychic beast is already the last hole card of Qimu Shuomao.

Under the control of the scorpion land, more than a dozen red puppets brandished long knives and slashed towards the golden wolf king, the golden wolf king looked back at Qimu Shuomao, and quickly twisted back, glanced at the scorpion contemptuously, and kicked its hind limbs hard, its golden figure shot out like a bolt of lightning, waving its sharp claws, and even the long knife in the red puppet's hand was broken by it several times.

Qimu Shuomao is quite relieved, the old guy has not been out for so many years, and it seems that he is holding his breath. He raised his eyes to look at the dozen or so red puppets approaching him, his brows furrowed, this scorpion was indeed the most talented puppeteer he had ever seen, he could control hundreds of puppets at the same time, much stronger than his grandmother, however, puppetry, not by quantity, but by quality.

Although he knew that he had been poisoned, and the fierce battle would only allow the toxin to invade his internal organs faster, Qimu Shuomao still faced the battle very simply, but the movements were faster and the attack was more ruthless.

After solving the troubles around him, Qimu Shuomao carried Qimu Lingya on his back, and cooperated with the Golden Wolf King to kill the scorpion, he was the main target, as long as he died, the other miscellaneous pieces were out of control, and there would be no attack power at all.

Qimu Shuomao's movements are still clean and neat, but in the eyes of the scorpion, there has been a great change, his degree has slowed down, although the movements are smooth, but no longer traceless, the former demon, the person who woke him up from his sleep, finally, also fell to this point.

The scorpion is laughing, and it is a rare comfort in decades, although the Golden Wolf King is powerful, but after all, it is a psychic beast, if Qimu Shuomao dies, it will not be able to stay in this world for long. Looking at the gradually decreasing red puppets, the scorpion is not worried at all, the trump card does not need too much, just enough, these red puppets are used to delay time and consume physical strength.

Now, it's time to open his hole cards, and the scorpion smiles brighter, "Konoha White Fang, your time of death has arrived." ”