"Good...... All right! ”

Seeing that Jun Malu had made up his mind, Qimu Shuohui sighed helplessly and leaned over to help him up.

"Have you really figured it out?"

"Don't worry, Lord Qimu, I've thought about it!"

Jun Maro got up and walked straight out of the laboratory.

"I'm going to go and choose the candidates to transplant the curse mark with Kitamaru now, and within three days I will select the first batch of fifty people to transplant the curse mark."

"Jun Mario, hard work!"

Jun Maro didn't say anything more.

He just said goodbye respectfully to Qimu Shuohui and left in a hurry.

"Orochimaru, then you are ready, and in three days, you will transplant the spell mark for the first batch of test subjects!"

"Okay Shuohui!"

Hearing that he would be ushering in the first batch of test subjects in three days, Orochimaru was immediately overjoyed, and even his voice was full of joy that could not be concealed.

"Don't worry, I won't let you down!"

"I hope so."

Qimu Shuohui nodded, but his tone was very cold: "Everyone can have an accident, but Jun Malu ...... He must not be fine! Otherwise...... You know! ”

"Ming...... Understood, I'll do my best to ......"

That great pressure came again, and Orochimaru's expression distorted, beads of sweat the size of beans oozing from his forehead.

It wasn't until the figure of Hagi Shuohui completely walked out of the laboratory and out of his sight that the pressure slowly disappeared.

"Yes...... Damn it......! When has I, Orochimaru, suffered such humiliation! ”

"Orochimaru-sama, are you alright?"

"Do you think I'm fine? Dou, help me up! ”

With Dou's support, Orochimaru finally stood up straight.

At this moment, the fierce light in his eyes also burst out unabashedly.

"Orochimaru-sama...... Please bear with me a little longer, at least for now....... We can't have a head-on confrontation with Hagi Shuohui right now......."

"You don't need to remind you! Of course I know that! ”

Orochimaru took a deep breath and put away the fierce light in his eyes.

"Wait until I find an opportunity to transplant the 'Heavenly Curse Seal' to Hachiki Shuohui's body...... Then will it be time for me to take revenge! ”

"At that time, not only this Yinyin Village, but even Qimu Shuohui's body ....... His writing wheel, his wooden escape....... Everything about him is mine! ”

"Orochimaru-sama, ...... In the 'curse seal transplant' three days later, do we really have to follow the orders of Qimu Shuohui and not make any small moves? ”

"Of course, those who transplant the curse mark will eventually become my subordinates!"

At this time, Orochimaru's complexion had returned to normal.

He smiled grimly, stretched out his slender tongue and licked his lips.

"As for that Junmaro...... It is indeed a very good chess piece, and his subordinates ...... I'm going to decide! ”

"Then are we going to transplant him with the Curse of Heaven?"

"Hmm..... Forget it! ”

Orochimaru held his chin in his hand and thought about it carefully.

"The Heavenly Curse Seal is not perfect yet, the survival rate of transplantation is too low, if that Jun Mario is transplanted...... I'm afraid it's hard to survive, the main thing is ......"

Orochimaru frowned, and a sinister aura suddenly burst out from between his brows.

"The main thing is that that guy seems to have some kind of blood disease and won't live long, since that's the case...... He's not qualified to be my container! ”

"I see, Orochimaru-sama!"

Kneeling on one knee, the lens in front of him reflected a chilling light.

"I'm going to prepare for the 'Curse Seal Transplant' in three days!"

A month later.

Inside Orochimaru's laboratory.

Hagi Sakuki indifferently glanced at the mountains of failed test subjects in the laboratory, and then moved his gaze to Junmaro who was standing behind him.

At this time, Jun Malu's face was pale, his breathing was short, and he was obviously much weaker than usual.

"Jun Maro, how are you feeling?"

"I'm feeling pretty good now, and I've basically fully mastered the power of this 'spell mark'."

Jun Malu's words fell, and the black mark on his neck suddenly spread, and soon spread all over his body.

A powerful purple chakra also burst out from his body, and even Qimu Shuohui couldn't help but tremble when he felt it.

Is this the power of the sigil?

According to Orochimaru, this seems to be just the pattern of the curse mark 'state one', but what about the spell mark 'state two'? How strong can 'State 2' burst out?

Qimu Shuohui was thinking about it, and two figures suddenly appeared behind him.

"It seems that Jun Mario has completely mastered the power of the curse seal!"

"Orochimaru?"

Hagi Shuohui turned around, but there was not much kindness in his eyes when he looked at Orochimaru.

"Except for Jun Mario, what about the two hundred test subjects? Are they all lying here? ”

"Huh..... Shuohui, didn't I say before that the success rate of transplanting spell marks would be very low! ”

Orochimaru just glanced at the mountain of corpses and withdrew his gaze.

He looked at Qiki Shuohui with a smile on his face, and there was no trace of pity in his eyes.

"Isn't it enough for you to successfully transplant the spell mark?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Before the words fell, Qimu Shuohui appeared behind Orochimaru.

A majestic purple chakra poured out from behind him, and in an instant, it gathered into the shape of a giant palm, and grabbed the Great Snake Pill in one hand.

"I gave you two hundred test subjects, and you really gave me two hundred corpses?"

"Shuo...... Shuohui, don't worry! I'm kidding! ”

Susanoo's giant palm squeezed tighter and tighter, and Orochimaru struggled desperately, even his originally extremely pale face turned red.

"Except...... In addition to Junmaro, there are other test subjects who have succeeded! ”

"Have any other subjects succeeded?"

Qimu Shuohui manipulated Susa Nenghu to put down Orochimaru, but the suspicion in his eyes did not dissipate a little.

"Don't fool me for your life, or ...... Your fate will be worse than death! ”

"Of course I ...... Of course I don't dare to fool you....."

With the support of Dou, Orochimaru struggled to get up.

In the past, one of the "three ninjas" in the famous ninja world looked embarrassed in front of Qimu Shuohui.

"In addition to Jun Mario, there are four very young children who have also survived......"

"Four children?"

Qimu Shuohui glanced at the many failed test subjects beside him in surprise, including many good middle and lower ninjas.

I can't imagine that they didn't make it, but the four children survived?

"That's right."

Hearing Hachiki Shuohui's question, Orochimaru hurriedly nodded in confirmation, as if he was afraid of causing Hachiki Shuohui's dissatisfaction again.

"There were four kids in their two or three years old, and they all made it through and are now in the lab. Like Junmaro, they have basically mastered the first form of the spell seal. ”

"Hey...... Orochimaru, you said it earlier! What a joke you just made, I'm not a joker! ”

Susanoo behind Hachiki Sakuki gradually dispersed.

He affectionately stepped forward to pat the dust off Orochimaru's body.

It's just that...... Orochimaru's face was still so ugly at this time.