Konoha Hits The Soul

The strange sky was bloody, there were no clouds, no stars.

Above the only weird moon that exists, the four-wheeled blade-like shape slowly rotates in it.

Like a weird Wanhua mirror, the bloody halo extends from the haze of the moon and the rotation of the blade, exuding all kinds of different meanings.

Sometimes it was like a swaggering bloody arm gently brushing across the body.

Sometimes the eyes that looked like gods indifferently looked down at his "ant".

Looking directly at the scene, Nara Changliu felt that her eyes turned black and her consciousness was dizzy and she couldn't lift her energy.

"Where am I... where?"

Nara Changliu whispered softly,

In a trance, he saw a familiar silhouette approaching him in his sight.

It was like evoking some memories that were enclosed in the body. His body trembles all of a sudden, seeming to instinctively produce a stress response. He just wants to kneel in front of this person, and then obey this person's Discourse.

However, his body remained motionless.

It was like being tightly bound to the ground by something, he couldn't even see the man's face, he could only hear the other person's voice.

He struggled, but it didn't matter.

Feeling all the strength and spirit in the body is like being emptied, little by little, weak and weak, and then completely lost all the thoughts of resistance.

As a result, the line of sight becomes clear.

Everything in front of me seemed to have returned to that familiar, dark, and somewhat damp room.

His body is very refreshing, without a trace of heaviness, and his face is wearing the mask that can hide everything, everything is so comfortable, there is no panic.

Then, the voice that made him cordial and terrified him appeared.

"The mission is over, how is it going?"

The voice said: "I told you to deal with all the'finishing' before, why did you make yourself so embarrassed? Did you really betray my expectations, as the outside world said?"

Nara Changliu's voice trembled, and the fear in her heart seemed to be amplified without limit, and she yelled in fear: "No! No! I have not betrayed you! I have never betrayed you! I am just afraid! Really! Is really scared!"

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will do something with you?"

"I...I don't..."

"No need to escape."

The voice said: "Tools have their own service life. When they are used to the end, they naturally need to be replaced. This task is indeed your last task."

The last fluke in my heart was annihilated.

Nara's mind was trembling for a long time, her body convulsed, and the veins on her forehead were exposed, as if she was in a state of collapse at any time.

But soon a touch of coolness passed.

It is not hope, but an endless sense of suffocation.

It's like being immersed in sea water.

From time to time, you will be pulled up to give you a little air, and then immediately pushed back into the water.

From that repeated despair and suffocation.

Nara was panting hard, feeling dizzy and painful in a trance.

It's like coming to the "root" to receive "pain training" in the first place.

They must be flogged and beaten every day and night, and then soaked in a special potion to be interrogated and tortured by illusions.

He gasped violently, cold sweat lingering from him.

He was in a daze, his face was pale, and his emptiness was gradually filled with unspeakable pain.

"Why?" Nara growled, "I have multiple curse seals that you personally set up on me. Compared with other people, I can't mention anything about you. Every time you confess irrelevant things, I will take the initiative to respond afterwards. Your request sets a slamming curse. Only when you ask me can I say it. Why? Why don't you still believe me?"

He roared in pain.

The whole body was surging with blood, it was hot like a red soldering iron, and it was furious like a wounded beast.

Then, the sound of flogging sounded on him.

"grown ups!"

Chang Liu screamed involuntarily, curled up, feeling the pain of being flogged.

He wanted to growl angrily, but calmed down inexplicably.

It's even a little bit...comfortable?

He curled up hard, his arms tighter, but the temperature of his body dropped inexplicably, and his face was filled with a comfortable expression.

"Hey, it's a good one? No, no? No, no one really likes this kind of thing, ah, if that's the case..."

An inexplicable voice sounded, but it disappeared strangely before it reached Nara Long Liu's ears.

"Explain the task this time."

"But, my lord, didn't you say..."

"Dare to hesitate?"

The painful whip "cracking" with electric current, like the anger of a god, violently descended on Chang Liu.

"Answer me, immediately! Now! Now!"

The angry voice was roaring, and the dissatisfied anger poured out toward this moment of hesitation.

Accompanied by a scream of screams.

In the interweaving of pain and habit, Nara Changliu's body trembled and opened her mouth irresistibly.

......

After half an hour.

Inside the experiment cabin.

Nara Changliu, whose spells faded, showed a peaceful smile on her face.

He curled up like a baby, and kept muttering in his mouth:

"My lord, my lord, I am your most obedient subordinate."

"Please recognize me, I will always listen to you."

"Hey, this guy is really numb..."

Shunyi rubbed her arms hard, feeling goose bumps all over her body: "I said that old fellow Danzo wouldn't do this to his subordinates, right? Shisui, do you think I should try to drop wax next time? What is it?"

Beside, Shisui looked at Shunichi with a pale face, and was surprised: "Drip...Drip wax?"

Shunyi deliberately spread his hands, pretending to be surprised: "Why, don't you know? I see that it is written in some books. It is said to be very effective."

Shisui's eyes widened in surprise: "There are still books like this?"

"Um... of course!"

Shisui looked at Shisui with a smile, and decisively tossed the pot: "Yes, it's Master Jiraiya's masterpiece, called "Intimate Paradise". Be careful when you see people reading this book in the future!"

"Shinichi, you are talking about one of Sannin, Jiraiya-sama who is as famous as the teacher?"

"Yes, it's him."

Shunyi smirked: "Master Jiraiya usually acts wildly. Not only does he like to go to the bathhouse to peek at others, he also likes young boys!

Do you know Namikaze Minato? It is Namikaze Minato, the apprentice of Lord Jiraiya. It is said that you looked as good as Shisui when you were a teenager. Lord Jiraiya likes such a boy and does some special things.

Hey, Sannin, who is as famous as the teacher, really deserves his reputation! correct! I heard from Teacher Orochimaru, these are all deeply influenced by the Third Generation Project. Third Generation Project also developed a technique for this. What is the telescope technique called?

Oh oh oh! correct! Smile carefully! Smile of Jiraiya or Third Generation! Teacher Orochimaru told me that if these two people show such kind smiles! Be careful! "

"Special thing? Third Generation Eyes? Telescope Technique? Smile?"

Thinking of the series of things Shunichi just did to Nara Changliu in the illusion, thinking of the strange smile and behavior when Third Generation had talked to him alone...

Shisui was pale and dull after receiving the huge amount of information. The more he thought about it, the stranger he became. He swallowed hard, and then nodded in panic like a chicken pecking at rice: "I'll pay attention."

Seeing Shisui's panicked look, the little demon in Shun Isshin couldn't help laughing.

In the future, if the Third Generation project recruits Shisui again, Shisui will definitely be scared immediately...

Ha ha ha ha!

He continued to smirk in his heart, and Shunyi's face was managed with an expression: "By the way, you heard what you said just now, go there with me in a while!"

"There!"

Shisui was stunned for a moment: "Shun Yi you shouldn't be thinking..."

An unpredictable smile appeared on Shunyi's face: "Of course, there are advantages, but..."

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