Konoha Hits The Soul

Illusion?

When Ye Naiyu realizes here.

It's too late.

The world seems to be turned into a psychedelic crystal,

Various chaotic sounds roared from all around.

After the sound of footsteps, the floor above the head was trembling. Through the light revealed in the cracks in the floor, one could vaguely see people walking back and forth on it.

Of course, there is blood, dripping down from the narrow gap, smelly blood.

Scarlet blood slid down in the dark basement, dripping on the pale face of the girl.

The girl pressed her mouth tightly, not daring to make any sound.

Her eyes widened, letting the blood fall down her face, leaving a hideous blood mark on her favorite long dress.

They are coming.

As my uncle said, her enemy is here.

In the sound of non-stop, frightening footsteps.

The girl's heart beats faster and faster, clearly inaudible, but in the girl's ears, her heartbeat is unrestrictedly amplified like a gong and drum, piercing and frightened.

The girl was trembling, her left hand firmly grasped the sleeve robe on the right.

There concealed a small kunai that my uncle gave to her, only holding the kunai and feeling the cold chill from the kunai material.

Her whole talent gradually calmed down.

He curled up in this dark corner, buried his head on his knees, suppressed his desperate breath, and waited in prayer for the sound of footsteps to completely leave.

This is a mistake she made herself.

But it is others who bear the consequences.

She should follow the advice of her uncle.

You should not show off your power at will because of your stubbornness and immaturity.

Endless regrets flooded her heart.

But there is no room for her to regret.

"Everyone has to pay for their choices. When you don't pay the price, it doesn't mean you won't pay, but it means you may have to lose more."

Uncle's vigilant words still appeared in her ears, she covered her ears, her eyes focused on Bloodline on her clothes with fear.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

She counted the time silently in her heart, and amidst the screams of footsteps and abrupt screams, she only felt that every minute and every second had passed by extremely long.

"Did you find the target?"

Suddenly, there was a hoarse voice above her head, and the girl's eyes widened for an instant, and the breath that had just calmed down immediately became unstable.

"No, it seems that I got news ahead of time and ran away!" another low voice replied.

"Do you do that!" The owner of the hoarse voice snorted coldly: "The role of that little girl is much more important than you. Let her go, none of us can get better! Check it out for me! No clues can be let go. !"

"Yes, Captain!"

Sure enough... are you still looking for me?

Why must they find me?

What is my role?

The girl lowered her head again, her eyes still filled with deep trepidation.

She didn't know how long she could hide here, but her uncle said that as long as she could hold back her voice, this was the safest place in the entire mansion.

However, Rao is so.

She was still in fear.

Because the owner of the hoarse voice is on top of her head.

The harsh rubbing of the shoes on the floor, like the roar of a predator, greedily perceives the existence of her prey.

suddenly!

Two muffled noises.

As if something was thrown on the ground, the top of the girl's head was shaken.

A small amount of dust fell from the floor, and the girl hurriedly held her breath to prevent being choked by the dust to make a lethal cough.

And at this moment.

"Who are they?" said the hoarse voice.

"It's the doctor and his little son."

The dull voice replied: "I just found out that I was hiding under the stove. This is the only living thing left. From their mouths, I should be able to know something."

"Is it?"

In the creaking sound, the owner of the hoarse voice seemed to knelt down and came to the child: "Little devil..."

"Please, don't move him!"

Another voice familiar to the girl sounded, begging: "My lord, please, what is coming for me! He is still a child!"

"Did I let you talk?" the hoarse voice said indifferently. "Break his right arm."

"Yes, Captain."

The dull voice responded, followed by a crisp sound of broken bones, and a heart-piercing scream.

Also, crying.

From the cry of a teenager.

The girl's face paled instantly.

It was Uncle Yakushi, a physician who lives at home, and his son Kabuto.

I recalled the middle-aged uncle who always had a kind heart with a soft smile and the little ghost who wore glasses and liked to run around.

The girl's heart throbbed again unconvincingly.

Because, that kid had accidentally ran into her this place...

How to do?

How to do?

What should I do?

He will definitely tell me where I am. What should I do at this time?

The girl's eyes trembled, and she bit her lip in horror. Even if it bleeds, she didn't feel the pain.

"Don't cry, kid."

The hoarse voice said, inexplicably with a trace of weirdness and softness, so that the boy's crying gradually subsided.

The girl's body trembled inexplicably. She knew that there was a power in the ninja called illusion.

Under that kind of power, it is impossible for that child not to say everything.

She lowered her head and held Kunai tightly, as if this was her last straw.

"Don't be afraid, as long as you tell me everything I want to know, no one here will hurt you."

The hoarse voice continued: "As long as you tell me where the host's adopted daughter is, I can..."

The voice did not fall.

"shut up!"

An angry roar came.

That wonderful feeling was interrupted instantly.

That was Uncle Yakushi. He roared like a beast, and for a moment he didn't care about his broken right arm, exuding a terrifying aura and a strong smell of blood.

Even across the floor, the girl could feel the horrible feeling, and experience the horrible atmosphere.

That is blood boiling.

The girl's eyes widened in disbelief.

She heard from her uncle that it was a Forbidden Technique that forcibly accelerated blood circulation and increased the human body's ability several times in a short period of time. Although it has improved a lot and anyone can practice it, the side effects and the cost of use are equally tragic.

That is death.

Without any exception, this is a Forbidden Technique that will die after using it once in a lifetime.

Why?

Why would Uncle Yakushi...

She raised her head abruptly, tears streaming out of her eyes, as if looking through the floor above her head to see exactly what was happening outside.

In the sound of violent fighting.

He suddenly heard the hoarse voice, showing a trace of horror, and groaned: "Are you crazy? That's your son!"

"The host is kind to us, and our Yakushi family will not do anything perfidy!"

Uncle Yakushi gasped in a distance: "I'm sorry, Kabuto, even if you say it, they won't let us go. In the next life, we will be father and son again!"

The girl finally understood what was going to happen.

She stood up in amazement, trying to run out to stop Uncle Yakushi's actions.

However, the muffled sound of a physical explosion has already come.

It's too late.

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