Mian Ma put down the skewer in his hand and turned around with a frown, the stall where he had bought roasted flowers and branches had been kicked over by a bald man, and his younger brother took advantage of this to rush up and knock the stall owner's uncle to the ground.

The uncle lay on the ground with a blue nose and swollen face, and wailed:

"Adults, that's all I have, and I really don't have any extra money."

Mian Ma looked at the uncle who was lying on the ground very miserable, a cold light flashed in his blue eyes, and he calmly asked Terumi beside him:

"How should such a guy be punished according to the 'vortex law'?"

"Whoever does not obey will cut off his hand and foot, and then he will be expelled from the country of the vortex, and he will never be able to enter the country."

Terumi replied with a smile on the side.

The two were chatting softly, and the bald man who was making trouble over there seemed to have noticed them, whistled against Mei Ming, and said with a lewd smile:

"Beauty, do you want to consider being my lady, I'm the second leader of the mustard family."

"Alas, sin after sin, sin after sin!"

Mian Ma looked at the other party's underbeaten braised egg head, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. With a coercion released, the mustard family all crawled on the muddy ground.

The braised egg head raised slightly and was about to speak with a pleading face, his face smiled slightly, and he reached out to the void to grab it, and a crystal water ball enveloped the braised egg head.

The mustard seed only had time to spit out a few bubbles every day, and then he was choked by the water and couldn't speak.

It wasn't until his face was suffocated that he opened a gap for him to breathe, and his tone was full of coldness:

"Now, the feast is about to begin! I'll make you feel the greatest pain in the world, but don't worry, you won't scream! ”

As he spoke, one hand waved in the void like playing a piano, and countless tiny wind blades instantly appeared around the mustard sun, and they flew quickly as if they were consciously aligned.

"Whew! Swish! Swish! ”

Under the precise control of the facial numbness, the wind blade slashed against the skin of the mustard seed Ritian, and each stroke could bring out a trace of blood, but not a drop of blood could be shed.

Mustard's body, which was exposed outside the water balloon, twitched continuously, and his hands kept digging at the mud, leaving several finger marks.

Soon a puddle of yellow liquid flowed from under him, his eyes were turning hard, and his mouth was wide open as if he was about to shout something, but the water kept pouring into his mouth and nose.

After a while, there was no good skin on the whole body of the mustard seed day by day. Mian Ma looked at the masterpiece in front of him with some dissatisfaction, and said with annoyance:

"It seems that my craft is rusty, and I have made mistakes several times, so I want to make up for the anatomy when I go back."

At this time, Mian Ma noticed the group of little brothers who followed Mustard Seed Ritian, looked at the horror in their eyes, and Mian Ma said dissatisfied:

"Why don't you help your uncle restore his original state?"

The little brothers woke up like a nightmare, and they crawled straight up, some helped the uncle who sold flower branches up, and some were busy restoring the stall.

Just when the face hemp wants to further deal with the mustard seeds,

"Flutter!"

A kunai directly pierced the back of the neck of the mustard sun, and the hands that were plowing the ground fell weakly, and the knees fell to the ground with their knees lying face down. Immediately after that, a neutral male voice came:

"Little brother, people are already like this, don't torture them."

Mian Ma naturally knew that Zilai was coming, and he didn't care about the prey being killed, and said with ridicule in his voice:

"When did one of the three ninjas, Jiraiya, start to take care of such idle things, and your clothes, have you become a traitor?"

He looked up at the red cloud robe in front of him and a huge scroll behind him.

Zilai also narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully examined the two people in the gold-rimmed white robe in front of him, and said with a solemn expression:

"You're a member of the Vortex Glory Organization, aren't you? It seems that the prophecy is right, you guys are really reckless! ”

"Oh, what prophecy did the great toad immortal say, can you tell me about it?"

Mianma looked at Jiraiya with great interest, waiting for his reply.

It's just that Zilai didn't pay attention to the question of the numbness, and said hatefully:

"What's the plot of you guys here? It's not enough for you to make a mess of Konoha, do you want to mess up the entire ninja world? ”

Meada and Terumi glanced at each other, and then looked at Jiraiya in confusion, not knowing where he got the news of Konoha being a mess. Seeing that he looked vicious and hateful, he snorted and said:

"To this day, it can be regarded as having met the three ninjas, except for Orochimaru-kun, the rest are not Er'er.

"For the sake of my father's face, I will spare you this time, and next time I stand in front of me in this dress, I will not be polite."

As he spoke, he turned around and left with Terumi in a chic manner.

"Wait! I won't let you go if I don't explain it today! ”

"Fire Escape: Fire Dragon Bullet Technique!"

A crimson fire dragon erupted from Jiraiya's mouth and struck at the two who had left with their backs.

"Sometimes, human beings always like to be self-righteous, how can the frog at the bottom of the well see the vast and boundless sky."

At the same time as Mian Ma spoke, a wide blue water curtain rose from the ground, and the fire dragon hit the water curtain straight up, without any waves.

"Damn!"

Feeling the energy contained in the water curtain in front of him, Zilai wisely chose to give up the pursuit, clenched his fists and looked at the backs of the two of them unwillingly.

"Is his father Watergate? Red-haired, blue-eyed, swirling face numb!? Good! I'll stop you next time. ”

Jiraiya watched the two of them completely disappear at the end of the long street, so he had no choice but to turn around and go in the direction of the wasabi house behind him, he had more important things to do.

......

After leaving, Miama and Terumi turned into another commercial street, the town where the port is located is not too big or even comparable to a commercial center in the country of Vortex, but the streets are very clean and wide, and the houses on both sides of the road are relatively low, so it is very pleasant to walk on the street.

At this time, the two of them were wandering around a grocery store, he picked up a toad-shaped doll casually, looked at the slugs and ten thousand snake dolls left on the plate, and asked with a playful voice:

"Styx, what kind of existence do you think the three ninjas are?"

Zhao Meiming gently picked up the slug doll and pinched it, and said with a clever smile:

"I used to see them as the direction of my struggle, they were so high that they were out of reach. Now..."

She put the slug doll back in its original position and continued,

"Looking at them now, it's like facing three ordinary people with their own will, each with their own perseverance.

"I can see Tsunade-hime's decisiveness, Orochimaru's persistence, and Jiraiya's uprightness."

"Hahaha, Hell is becoming more and more like me. All three of them are the most charismatic guys in the world, and if we weren't naturally opposed, we would really want to be friends with them. ”

Thinking of the experience of reading the original book in his previous life, Mian Ma expressed regret for the ending of the three, but now the fate of Jiraiya has changed, and I don't know if it's good or bad, if the future is really right, I'll give him a more luxurious funeral than the original book!

Thinking so, Mianma bought a set of snake, slug, and toad dolls from the shopkeeper and left the store with Terumi Ming.

"Why did you buy these three dolls?"

Terumi curiously played with the three dolls one by one, and threw them back to Miaoma, a little incomprehensible to his behavior.

"It's a goodbye to the three people in my memory, the real world, different beauty."

With a reminiscence on his face, he said that with a flip of his hand, the three dolls disappeared in his hands.