"What do you mean by sending you to death?"

At a distance of six or seven meters, Yoshiyong and Taketori stood opposite each other, slowly adjusting his breathing method to the more aggressive Moon Breath, and his body became a little illusory and gloomy in the thunderstorm, like a ghost that could disappear at any time.

The opponent's physical defense is only seen in the life of Yi Yong, and that periosteum can defend against the continuous cutting of the waterwheel without being damaged.

If you only use physical skills, the Water Breath Sword Type, which is biased towards defense, may not be able to break the defense except for the Ten Shape Life Flow.

That's all easy to say.

But Yiyong didn't understand the meaning of his words, didn't he just come to find someone? If they don't meet themselves, they won't necessarily die, right? Why do you say that they are here to die?

"This kind of thing started six or seven years ago.

"Any Fog Hidden Ninja who is from a big family and has the Blood Inheritance Limit Realm, as long as he leaves the Water Country to carry out his mission, he will definitely die. There are no exceptions. The report says it was an accidental death, but we all understand what it is......"

Illuminated by the flickering thunder in the distance, a faint flame burned in the eyes of Taketori Tsuri, like two sharp dying stars, desperate to complete the final explosion and collapse.

As he spoke to Yiyong, he allowed the bones of his arms to proliferate without changing his face, ripped open the tendons and skin on both shoulders, and drew two smooth, sharp bone daggers.

"Our Mizukage-sama used this method to eliminate the elites and geniuses of the Blood Inheritance Family little by little, so that he firmly controlled the Fog Hidden Village in his own hands."

Speaking of this, Taketori Che showed a sarcastic smile.

"Otherwise, how could Mizukage, who had not appeared in public for six or seven years, and only relied on his personal shadows to transmit orders, maintain his rule.

"It's just a pretense for us to find someone this time, so that we can wash this village in blood, so as to use Tang Ren's power to eliminate us as thorns in the eye, which is his real purpose."

A trace of gloom appeared on Yiyong's face, and he repeated in a cold tone: "Bloodbath this village? ”

He reacted immediately, and there was a hint of urgency in his tone: "There are more than five of you? ”

This is a resort for ninjas from all over the world, blood wash or something, how can only those five people just do it, that is, the level of Konoha ordinary darkness.

Taketori was about to answer, but he stopped talking and smiled defiantly like a beast.

"If you want me to answer more questions, let me see if your knife is sharp enough!"

As soon as the words fell, he had already swooped down in front of Yi Yong, and the cross-wielding bone knives were swift and fierce, like two white phantoms, colliding with the katana that Yi Yong met one after another, rubbing out one violent spark after another, clanging and clanging, like a battle song played by a lute.

Taketori's legs were not idle, and he took advantage of the gap between the short fights above, and found an opportunity to raise his knees towards Yiyong's abdomen-

Under normal circumstances, he would not have been able to hit it, but a sharp bone spur, like a bamboo shoot, suddenly burst out from the knee position, and immediately filled the gap in this vacancy.

Yi Yong floated to the side like a ghostly phantom, and lowered his knee at his left waist with his sword, dodging the pursuit as he completed his charge, and a ferocious horizontal slash slammed into Taketori's side like a swinging dragon's tail.

"Breath of the Moon, Type Eight, Moon Dragon Tail!"

A cold wind pressure rushed towards Taketori Chemo, which actually made him tremble for a moment, and watching the terrifying slash and great force brought by the blade slammed open his perioste, which could withstand a single heavy blow from the Twin Blade Flounder.

Holding his heavy body, Taketori was blasted out like a cannonball that had been discharged from the entrance of the hall, smashed to the ground and rolled a few times, finding the right time to plunge the two bone knives into the ground, and sliding for a distance to stop the inertia.

"You almost cut my kidney open,"

Taketori stood up licking his lips, and instead of being afraid, he smiled with satisfaction.

"If you only consider your physical skills, your sword skills are more powerful than the Ghost Lantern Full Moon, and my weapons can't hit you at all. If he sees you, he won't have the face to claim to be a genius in swordsmanship. ”

"I don't know who you're talking about."

Yi Yong could see that the injury had made the other party more excited, and every muscle of his was hungry for a fiercer fight.

This dedication to wild battles reminds him of the third of the Upper Strings, the ghost who once killed Kyojuro in Purgatory.

"Answer my question first, what does it mean to wash this village in blood? How many of you came? ”

Yi Yong was worried that he would accidentally kill the other party in advance and couldn't ask for information, so he used the unfamiliar Moon Breath instead of the stronger Flame Breath. In order to avoid the escalation of the battle for a while, it is easier for him to miss, so he should ask for clarification as soon as possible.

Taketori did not hesitate and immediately answered Yiyong's doubts.

"There were twelve people here this time. The five of us were tasked with finding a white-haired, sharp-toothed imp and assassinating as many guests as possible in the hotel; The other six people were in charge of spreading the clouds and fog in this village, and just waiting for the thundering guy over there to send a signal, they would join forces with those traitors who believed in the cult of the evil god in Tang Ninja Village to go on a killing spree. ”

"It's already thundering."

Yi Yong's face turned a little pale, and he looked at the location of the hazy tower in the distance.

"It's not the thunder it is now, it's a special red signal that you'll see as soon as it lights up. However, this plan is destined to fail, Tang Ren is very familiar with the art of fog concealment, and will definitely be vigilant. Besides, we left so many corpses along the way, they should have been prepared. ”

Yiyong was a little relieved.

But he still divided into seven shadow clones and went to various positions to find possible enemies.

Taketori only didn't see it, and there was no idea of blocking it at all.

"Well, isn't it a very premature battle plan? Twelve people were sent to destroy a village where ninjas from all over the world gathered, and just now those guys really thought they could do it, but not all of them died. Now I want to fight and die at your hands, but I don't want to die under those unappetizing ninjutsu......"

Yiyong frowned and asked, "Since you know that it is a mission to send you to death, why don't you refuse?" ”

As if he was stunned by the question, Taketori was silent for a while before he said, "Although I don't know where you came from, there is a high probability that it is the country of fire and the country of thunder." In your ninja village, of course, you can choose your own mission, but the ninjas of the fog are not qualified to choose. Refusing Mizukage's mission is to rebel, and not only will I die, but my Taketori clan will also be implicated for the same reason, and the Ghost Lantern clan was exterminated because of this kind of thing. My people are not ready yet, so I must come and buy them time. ”

It was obviously a heavy topic related to life and death, but he smiled heartily.

"I have never had a choice since I was born, and now I want to choose my own death, and you are willing to fulfill my wishes, so I will tell you all this. Don't know if you're satisfied? If the other people in the ninja village knew that Kirikuin was actually this virtue, they would probably laugh in their dreams. ”

"Nothing funny."

The seriousness of the righteous and brave made the corners of Taketori's mouth retract.

"I just feel sad."

Hearing this, Taketori was slightly stunned.

If it is said that Yiyong still had doubts about Mizukage's persecution of the bloody civilians and the village of Zhulian, he thought it was Itachi's exaggerated statement; Now that he had heard the story of Mizukage's persecution of the ninjas in the village, he no longer had any doubts.

Is it really possible for a man to strengthen his rule by weakening the village and persecuting his subordinates?

Out of a sense of justice, Yi Yong could not forgive the young man in front of him, who was only one or two years older than Itachi, for what he did to the innkeeper's father and son. But he was sympathetic to the fact that someone would be born in such a village.

If the root causes of this problem are not addressed, more and more children like Taketori who have no mercy for life – whether for themselves or others – will become victims.

In any case, it is urgent to land in the Land of Water and find this fourth-generation Mizukage.

"Alright, let's move on to the next stage."

It seems that he was touched by the statement that Yoshiyo was "sad", and Taketori didn't want to say any more.

"I have one more question."

Yiyong didn't wait for him to refuse, and asked directly.

"Now that you're recovering, where did your wounds come from? In Wuyin Village, is there still such a character? ”

Yi Yong said that it was naturally the other party who took out the bone sword, but now he couldn't see any injured shoulders. There is also the side waist that Taketori held just now, and in the transparent vision, it has also recovered.

If there is anyone in Wuyin Village who can leave a scar on such a person, he must know about it.

"I didn't expect you to care about this."

Taketori was a little surprised, but patiently explained.

"The blood inheritance boundary of our Taketori clan is called the corpse bone vein, and you have seen the effect, so I won't talk about it.

"But except for a few exceptions, this kind of blood inheritance limit is not born with it, and it must be repeatedly broken by the bones to be activated, so we must start preparing from a young age."

When Yiyong heard this, he already had a bad premonition.

He remembered the occasional case of a parent in the clan who would kill their children's pets and open their eyes.

Because of the protest of the ninja cat, this kind of thing is forbidden on the surface, after all, the success rate is really low, and it will also affect the parent-child relationship, for example, the relationship between the mother and the grandparents is very stiff, because similar things have happened before.

But there are always some clansmen who hope that their son (female) will be Jackie Chan and have a fluke mentality, leaving the shadow of "being used for a lifetime" for their children.

Sure enough, Taketori's account is very similar to this kind of behavior, and it is more than cruel in this point.

"In order to increase the chance of the appearance of the corpse vein, those children who are congenitally deficient will be thrown off the cliff and fall to their deaths. The strong ones will be snatched from their mother's arms after the age of two and live a life of group training. The so-called training is to beat each other, break each other's bones, and then use medicine to recover; Then keep beating and keep recovering until your body wants to urgently restore the broken bone, triggering the bleeding to follow the limit. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly pulled out a strange smile.

"There has always been a saying in Wuyin Village that we Taketori people are all mentally retarded insane. This may be because most of the clansmen awakened the bone vein at an emergency moment because their skulls were in danger and their lives were in danger. So looking at it this way, it's not an insult to say that we are crazy and mentally retarded. Since he was a child, he has beaten the heads of his clansmen, how can he be smart when he grows up? ”

Taketori did not forget to emphasize a special sentence.

"Of course, I'm not one of them. That's why I was chosen by the Fog Hidden Village to be called a ninja, because at least I can communicate with people. ”

He was laughing, but Yiyong's heart was very heavy.

How can people who grow up in such an environment have respect for the lives of others?

"I can't see your expression, but I can feel that your 'sadness' is not just talking."

Taketori walked slowly, his arms outstretched and his joints moving, clearly ready for battle.

"But if you want to be a good ninja, you shouldn't have compassion."

He moved again, and Yiyong also reacted at the same time, and when the other party spun around, like smoke that dispersed and reunited, he came to the rear of Taketori's car holder, and raised his knife to slam directly at the opponent's spine!

But he didn't expect that the other party's vertebrae were the first to attack, directly tearing open the skin on his back like a whale on the surface, bounced out like a thorny club, and broke into several knots after colliding with the blade.

But don't think that's the end of it, although these joints are spread out, each of them automatically spins at high speed consciously, throwing out thousands of fingertip-sized and tenn-thick sharp bone spurs, faster than the shuriken thrown by Uchiha Shisui.

"Dance of the Thorn Flower!"

At such a close distance, such a ferocious and dense covering blow is extremely deadly to anyone!

Taketori said that he wanted to be killed by Yiyong, but he never gave up resisting.

However, any theoretically "unexpected" attack is within the observation of Yi Yong.

"Breath of the Moon, Type Nine, Moonfall Face!"

It was as if more than a dozen volunteers appeared at the same time, and they launched intricate and interactive continuous slashes straight ahead, and invisible waves of qi repelled these extremely sharp bone spurs, carrying them to counterattack Taketori Che, forcing the latter to fold his hands to protect his eyes as soon as he turned around.

But when the offensive stopped, when Taketori put down his hands and regained his vision, Yoshiyong had already taken advantage of this rare gap to slash at his neck.

Taketori's eyes widened as if he had made a decision in an instant, and his cheeks quickly sunken, but the periosteum on his neck suddenly grew strange and withered fine lines, which looked more delicate than before, and more like real metal.

Hearing the loud sound of "dang", the knife of the righteous warrior seemed to be slashed on an indestructible bell, and the force of the shock made him a little frightened.

At the same time, Taketori spat out two rows of ribs from his naked torso, and fiercely surrounded Yoshiyong's body like biting teeth, but he was still directly dodged by Yoshiyong, so he was not caught.

"What a hard bone."

Yi Yong pressed the sword blade that was still trembling, and Weng Ming, who was echoing in the air, stopped.

If it is replaced by someone who is not familiar with the knife, with the blow just now, this vicissitudes of life weapon will almost be completely scrapped.

"In exchange for life, of course it is hard."

Taketori does look much thinner than before.

He used the blood limit to inject all the nutrients of muscle tissue into the bones to strengthen their hardness, so that they were not directly decapitated.

He touched the clear marks left by Yiyong on the periosteum, as if he remembered something worth remembering, and said with some emotion: "But even so, it still can't compare to him." ”

Yi Yong: "No better than whom?" ”

Taketori Che holder: "Jun Malu is my junior." He was born with white hair, a skeleton harder than any other clansman, and a genius among geniuses. I used to treat him like a younger brother, but I haven't seen him since he was locked up in the clan. ”

"If he's a genius, why lock him up?"

The brain circuits of the ninjas of the Land of Water are really hard to understand.

"Let the village know that there is such a genius, and the Taketori clan will only perish faster. Besides, most of the clansmen have a bad brain, and they want to use him as a secret weapon against Mizukage......"

Taketori coughed twice, the price he paid was a bit too big just now in order not to be beheaded.

"My bones are harder, but they're also heavier. Now that my muscle strength is lost, my physical fitness is far inferior to before, I can't beat you in the first place, and now I have no hope. ”

He spoke very bluntly, and Yi Yong frowned.

"May I ask you, why are you so interested in Fog Hidden Village? Is there a ninja mission? ”

Taketori's eyes have also lost their previous brilliance, but there is still some curiosity.

Yoshito said indifferently, "I wasn't sure before, but I'm probably going to kill the fourth generation of Mizukage." ”

Hearing this, Taketori's cough became more violent, and he asked intermittently, "Let him live and continue to destroy...... This village is more beneficial to other villages, right? ”

"I'm not a ninja. It won't be in the future. ”

Yi Yong said firmly: "I went to kill the fourth generation of Mizukage because I don't want to see someone like you who has no choice anymore. Nor do he want to see the inhabitants of a village or country being killed and used for his own purposes. ”

Taketori raised his head suddenly, and then smiled miserably: "You must be the one who came down from the moon, right?" Say some unintelligible nonsense, do some superfluous things......"

"It's not nonsense. It's just that based on your experience, there is no way to understand it. ”

Yiyong shook his head and raised the knife in his hand, "But I really hope you can understand what I mean, and I hope that the place where you grew up is a different place." But now, I can't risk a dangerous person like you living. ”

Taketori walked to the edge of the landscape stone in the courtyard and sat down weakly.

"Can you wait a moment?"

He suddenly asked, "I have one last thing I want to do." ”

"Five of the other six people you mentioned who are causing fog here and there have been subdued by my clones."

Yiyong shook his head, "There's no need to stall for time. ”

"I'm not...... Procrastination for them. ”

Taketori's voice became even more decayed, his hair visibly turned pale, and his already emaciated face became even more sunken, turning into a skinny and bony appearance in just a few seconds, like a wooden Yin with long hair.

"What are you doing here?"

Yi Yong saw clearly, Taketori gathered all the chakra and nutrients all over his body on his arm, and made a special bone to squeeze out of his body, but this time the wound did not mean to recover.

"If you really want to go to Wuyin Village, you can ......"

Seeing that he couldn't even speak, Yiyong hesitated for a moment, but walked to Taketori and squatted down.

"You say."

A corpse-like smile hung on Taketori's face, and his voice was small, but it was finally coherent.

"Since you're going to Wuyin Village, can you help me give this bone to Jun Malu?

"The pattern on this is the unique bone inscription of our Taketori family. Give it to him, and he will understand. Such a bone can only be made in a lifetime. I want to say anything to him, it's all on it. Please forgive me, I haven't seen him even once in the past five or six years......"

A tear slipped down his wrinkled cheek.

"You must think that I am going to die, but I still wish someone would remember me...... It's sad, ahem. ”

Yi Yong took the bone as warm and delicate as jade, put the bamboo car hold flat on the ground, and whispered, "There is nothing to be sad about." ”

"I believe you're not a ninja now. Although you have a cold face, you are too gentle. ”

Taketori closed his eyes, "Now, I'm done. Do what you didn't just do...... My neck has no bones to protect me. ”

Yiyong shook his head: "You have two minutes left, and you will die." ”

"I know."

Taketori raised his withered arm and grabbed the hem of Yiyong's clothes.

"The monk of the temple in the Land of Water that I killed...... He told me that only when the body dies intact will people be reincarnated in the next life...... But I don't want to be born into this world again. ”

Yi Yong was stunned.

"Besides, being killed by a recognized opponent is the glory of the Taketori clan, and I ......"

"Say no more, I'll cut off one of your fingers and kill you again."

"That's ...... It seems to work. ”

The light of the knife swept across his throat, and Taketori finally spat out the last few syllables, "Thank you." ”

And then there was no more life.

The Nine-Tails appeared on the roof at some point.

Seeing Yiyong, who slowly got up, standing in the courtyard full of corpses, stunned, as if he had done something bad, it felt a bitterness in its heart for no reason.

Suddenly, Yi Yong turned his head and looked at the location of the tower where the lightning and thunder were roaring, and a red thunderbolt pierced the dense fog with a violent light, staining the sky of the village red.

He didn't expect that the other party still sent a signal when there were only the last two people left.

"Nine-Tails, let's go over there."

Yi Yong came to the roof, put the Nine-Tails on top of his head, and ran quickly in the direction of the thunder and lightning roar.

There may be something about Tang Ren taking the opportunity to rebel, and he has already informed several of Yu Ninja's captains.

Now he only hoped that the last two remaining Mist Ninjas would be as easy to deal with as the previous ones.