After noon, in the mountains and forests near the fog.

A group of ninjas sped through the trees, making no noise except for the occasional sound of their toes stomping on branches or the ground.

Their faces tense, as if they were enduring exhaustion, apparently on a very urgent task—

Capture four juvenile fugitives from the Taketori clan.

Three of them were black-haired, and like all the Taketori clansmen, they were thick-skinned and difficult to subdue; The other is white-haired, and although he is young, he can easily kill the middle ninja, which is very dangerous.

Although these four people did not hesitate to kill the Misty Ninja who tried to intercept them when they fled, the Elder Yuanshi, who was responsible for the Mizukage, believed that these teenagers who "performed well" last night were enough to become the backbone of the Misty Hidden Village in the next few years, and they were still an important bargaining chip to completely recruit the Taketori clan, so it was best to capture them alive. You can't kill each other unless you have to.

You can imagine the mood of the ninjas in charge of this mission.

Comrades-in-arms were killed, homes were destroyed, and although I didn't like it very much, it was Mizukage's wolfberry who died inexplicably.

After all this, and a whole night of thrilling fighting, they are still responsible for "inviting" some of the most ferocious enemies back as guests? It's unacceptable to think about it.

The reason why this team of people did not make a noise, but did not say a word like a yin soldier, was nothing more than because the Shangnin who led the implementation of this mission was the clansman of the elder of the Yuan Division.

"There's someone over there."

The scouting ninja on the team pointed in one direction, "Chakra has a weak reaction, it's an ordinary person, and it shouldn't be a target." ”

The ninja who led the group raised his hand. Everyone immediately stopped, silently waiting for instructions.

"You two, staying in the team can only slow down the others."

The leader turned his head and looked at the back of the group, "Go over there and ask if they see the target, and then catch up with us at full speed." The rest, move on with me. ”

With that, he flew out with the rest of the people.

Only the two named young ninjas were left in place, with ugly faces.

"This group of bastards from a big family suddenly became arrogant today."

Among them, the older young man carried a two-handed sword on his back, looked at the team in the distance, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Obviously, I only dared to hide at home and pretend to be sick yesterday, but as soon as I heard that Lord Lost Cang was dead, he immediately came out to point fingers. Hmph, what are you talking about'genius boy' and 'backbone', it's not that the big families have discussed and colluded, and Wuyin Village has become what they said before......"

"But...... That's a good thing for us. ”

The other teenage ninja was armed with a normal ninja sword, and looked more compliant, probably in his early thirteens.

As he spoke, he cautiously looked at his companion's expression, "At least in the future, you don't have to attack those villagers who have no ability to resist, and you don't have to kill each other anymore......

Finding that his companion's eyes suddenly widened and looked at him strangely, the ninja knife boy hurriedly stopped.

"I mean, do you have something wrong with your brain?"

The two-handed sword boy said in annoyance: "If we don't kill those monsters with the Blood Inheritance Limit, how can we, ordinary ninjas, ensure our status in the village?" Besides, for those villages, is it good to have a high income? Whether it's true or not, we can threaten those villagers and report them that there is a hidden blood heir in their village if they don't give us money regularly; If they don't give it, they will simply kill them and take away all their savings. Isn't that much safer than doing those dangerous tasks? They couldn't resist anyway......

"On the contrary, now that the policy has been canceled, if we do missions in the future, most of us will have to face ninjas from other countries, and we won't know how to die when the time comes, okay?"

"That's right."

The shinobi boy blinked. He had just become a ninja, but he didn't expect there to be so many Dao Dao in it.

It's no wonder that the village is getting weaker and weaker day by day, but there are still so many people willing to support the four generations of Mizukage, it turns out that this is the case.

"But if you only fight against people who are weaker than you, it's hard to grow as a ninja......"

"Why, you look down on us seniors? Grow? Doesn't the growth of a ninja require risk? Isn't it great that we don't have to deal with opponents who we can kill, and we have to go to those we can't beat? Hmph, you're still too young......"

The two-handed sword boy snorted coldly, "Let's go, go and carry out the tasks assigned by those big clan masters." I guess it's a waste of time again......"

The two of them ran in the direction pointed by the spotter ninja from earlier, and it wasn't long before they saw a figure walking along a forest path - two to be exact.

One walked, while the other was dragged forward by the former tied to a stretcher made of wooden strips and vines, but the pace was not slow.

"It's supposed to be them."

Glancing at each other, the two immediately rushed up to stop in front of each other, but they were both a little surprised.

The person in charge of dragging her companion was actually a slender and petite girl, no more than ten years old at most.

"Two, what's the matter?"

The girl's long hair was tied up, her skin was as warm as a pear blossom, and her two violet-like eyes were incomparably clear, like a shallow stream, revealing a gentleness and kindness far beyond her peers.

The only thing that was a little incongruous was the butterfly-patterned feather weave that was obviously a few sizes larger on the outside, and the bloodstains on the knees of the white yukata inside.

Of course, in fact, the strangest thing should be that she dragged a boy of the same age who was about the same height as herself, but obviously much stronger, but she didn't even breathe.

But because of the smile of the butterfly ninja, it is too rare in the iron-blooded place of Fog Hidden Village, which caused the two young ninjas who had never had a similar experience to ignore this important suspicion for a while.

Seeing that the two didn't answer, but just looked at her unexpectedly, Butterfly Shinobu repeated her question again: "Both, may I ask if there is anything important for you to stop me?" ”

With a smile on her face, her transparent eyes swept over the two of them's waists, the weapons behind their backs, and the ninja bag hanging from their thighs, and finally returned to the forehead guard engraved with the misty mark.

Although from the outside, Butterfly Shinobu is not a little wary.

In fact, she had already untied the rattan attached to the stretcher around her waist, turned her left hand behind her back, pinched a sharp branch under the stretcher with her fingertips, and prepared to do it.

Whenever the spirit of the righteous warrior is more active, such as using the breath of the moon to breathe, opening the chakra eye, or thinking about important things, the butterfly shinobi can understand what is happening outside through the senses of the righteous warrior. Therefore, she already has a basic understanding of how ruthless, cruel and domineering the ninjas in this world are, and she will never be defenseless.

"Ahem."

The older one coughed, waking up the boy with the shinobi knife, who immediately said, "We're looking for someone." ”

He asked, "Have you seen four imps around your age, but very fast?" Three of them were black-haired and one was white-haired......"

As he spoke, he nodded at the center of his brow.

"Their eyebrows were shaved off and two small dots were painted with cinnabar instead."

"I'm sorry, I don't know who you're talking about, and I haven't seen any kids......"

Butterfly Shinobu shook her head with a smile, "Actually, you are the first and second people I met today. ”

As we all know, first impressions are important because people are preconceived animals.

The performance of these two ninjas will most likely seriously affect Butterfly Shinobi's view of this new world, and she doesn't care about saying a few more words to these two people.

"That's it." The ninja knife boy had expected it.

After all, with the style of the Taketori clan, how could someone easily let them go if someone really witnessed their escape route.

That people are stupid, but they are not stupid to that extent.

He nodded and looked at his companion, "Senpai, let's go." ”

"Wait a minute...... Butterfly ninja stopped him, "these children you're looking for, they won't be in any danger, right?" ”

Butterfly Shinobi, who has adopted several orphans, is inevitably a little sensitive to such words.

In addition, the reputation of the Fog Hidden Ninja in the subconscious of Yi Yong is "weak and bad", and she is worried that this is another attempt by the Fog Hide to hunt down and kill a young child with the so-called "Blood Inheritance Limit".

If this is the case, it proves that the dead Mizukage itself may not be the source of the "badness" of the fog.

Hearing Butterfly Shinobi ask, the expression of the two-handed sword boy suddenly turned cold.

As soon as he mentioned the purpose of looking for these "children", he was angry.

In the early hours of this morning, the Taketori clan, who had been suppressed by the loss of wolf's position, somehow learned that the dark department directly under the water shadow was not there, so there was no one to protect the lost position, and they attacked Wuyin Village with the strength of the clan in frenzy. Nearly two hundred thick-skinned and painless battle maniacs poured into the streets and rushed to the Mizukage Building, claiming to kill the lost position. After being stopped by the Fog Hidden Ninja, a big scuffle ensued between the two of them, and the battle was still not over until sunrise.

But after paying the lives of nearly four or five hundred Mist Ninjas, the scales of victory had tilted severely.

Most of the Taketori clan was killed or wounded, and only about two dozen of the strongest clansmen were still alive. As long as the ninjas in the village continue to besiege, they can be annihilated in one fell swoop.

But at this time, the upper echelons of the fog suddenly announced that the fourth generation of Mizukage had died.

Now that the purpose of the Taketori clan's attack on the fog has been achieved, there is no need to continue fighting, otherwise there will only be the end of the extinction of the clan. The patriarch of the Taketori clan was an old friend of the elder of the motoshi clan and immediately agreed to the proposal, but the elder of the motoshi still had to follow the rules and temporarily imprison them.

But on the way to the dungeon, the white-haired boy with the best performance in the Taketori clan suddenly broke out like crazy, killed the ninja who was guarding him and ran away, not to mention that three teenagers from the Taketori clan took the opportunity to follow and fled with him.

The ninjas in the village intercepted all the way, but none of them succeeded!

It is conceivable that most of the ninjas in the fog, especially the ordinary ninjas, should have been so angry when they heard about this, so they demanded that the prisoners of the Taketori clan be severely punished.

However, the high-level members of the patriarch of the big family not only did not kill the remaining Taketori clan to set an example, but also sent people to "persuade them to return"!

Now that he was asked again by a passer-by, "Those children will not encounter any danger", the two-handed sword boy was already angry.

He was with his boss all morning, so he couldn't vent, he could only hold it in his heart.

But now, he has a chance.

In the worried eyes of his companions, the two-handed sword boy hooked the corners of his mouth, walked to the side of Butterfly Shinobi as if no one was around, looked at Yiyong on the "stretcher" with his eyes closed, and then asked condescendingly: "Speaking of which, what's going on?" Who was he and why was he hurt? ”

"My father was a doctor near the village of the swordsmith, and he was my father's apprentice."

Butterfly Shinobu did not change his face and replied very calmly. She had heard this place name in Yiyong's mind, so she used it casually.

"Yesterday we went to the mountains to collect medicine, and when we came home, it was dark, and he accidentally rolled off the mountain. I've bandaged his wounds, but if I want to survive, my father needs to medicate them himself. ”

"Really?"

The two-handed sword boy squatted down and reached out to lift the cloth that bandaged Yiyong's wound, but Butterfly Shinobu stepped forward and stood between him and Yiyong.

The two-handed sword boy, who had always been feared and bowed down by ordinary people, felt that he was offended, and his mood became worse.

"What about the medicine you're collecting? Why didn't I see it? ”

He further asked, "It can't be an excuse, is it?" ”

"Of course not, you're thinking too much." Butterfly Shinobu pulled out a handful of herbs from Haori's inner lining, "Most of the herbs were lost because he rolled down the mountain, but there are still some leftovers here." ”

Of course, these medicines were not prepared to prevent the ninja from interrogating, but were the remnants of the temporary treatment of Yiyong's injuries. Fortunately, Yiyong's belongings are placed at the bottom of the stretcher for convenience, otherwise it would be really unclear.

In order to convince the other party, Butterfly Shinobu said the names and functions of the herbs one by one, but it made the two-handed sword boy even more impatient.

"What a coincidence, the village has just experienced an attack, and there is such a guy with injuries all over his body."

The two-handed sword boy smiled grimly, "Who knows if you escaped from the village by taking advantage of the chaos. ”

"I'm not from here, and I don't know where you're talking about."

Butterfly Shinobu still kept smiling, "If you finish asking, please let us leave, my partner is seriously injured, and if he is not saved, I am afraid he will not live long." ”

"What is the life like an ant, it is better to stay in the mountains and die."

A green tendon floated on the right side of Butterfly Shinobi's forehead, but the smile was even bigger.

The two-handed sword boy didn't seem to intend to continue to be embarrassed, and turned his head to leave. Butterfly thought that she had coped with the past, and that she might not have to resort to violence on the first day of coming to this world, and she was a little relieved.

But at this moment, the young man suddenly turned around without warning, leaned down and tore off the black cloth wrapped around Yiyong's abdomen, revealing the hideous wound in it.

"This is a wound pierced by Kunai, and you don't say you escaped from the village?"

The two-handed sword boy let go of his hand, threw the fragments of the clothes that bandaged Yiyong to the ground, twisted his right foot on it repeatedly, and touched the hilt of the two-handed sword behind him with his right hand, showing a triumphant smile: "You know, what is the fate of a traitor? ”

"Then you know, bothering my patients......"

Butterfly Shinobi's head that had just been lowered was also raised, and the corners of his mouth were still curved upward, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"What's the end?

"It seems that I can't get along well with people like you."