Konoha: My Liver Experience in the Ninja World

Nagashima Kirujuro felt his face heat up, and the pungent smell of blood crazily penetrated into his nostrils.

'Is this... blood? 'Kirujuro Nagashima smelled this familiar and no longer familiar smell, his eyes blurred.

whose blood?

How could there be blood around him?

Nagashima Kirujuro turned his head instinctively, just in time to see the butler's head falling from his eyes.

Under his gaze, it was like a rubber ball hitting a glazed tile and rolling down.

'died? ! Kirijuro Nagashima's eyes were dull: "Why did he die?" '

Things happened too fast, and the speed of ghost handover was too fast.

It was so fast that it exceeded Kirijuro Nagashima's thinking speed.

Until the butler's head rolled down and hit the ground, until his body fell forward and fell beside him, making a dull sound, Nagashima Kirujuro's brain, which was almost down, finally reacted.

Really dead, his butler really dead!

So, is the master of Kongwu Temple dead too?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

There is only one person on the other side, even if it is a Jonin, it is by no means an opponent of Master Kongwuji!

Kirijuro Nagashima is absolutely unwilling to face this reality.

Unfortunately, his will cannot distort this reality.

The ghost killings are still going on.

After the servants reacted, they pulled out their samurai swords and yelled and ran together, back to back, huddled together.

They have all received military training systematically, so there are no dead spots for defense.

However, their resistance was as powerless as a mantis trying to block the wheel with his arm in front of the butcher's knife dropped by Guijiao.

The figure of Guijiao is like a ghost, and its speed is so fast that this group of strong servants and soldiers can't catch it at all.

The sharp ninja knife kept rising and falling, drawing a series of cold lights in the air.

When the light of the knife flashed, a human head rolled down.

The blood was like a fountain, and there was a pattering rain of blood in the sky.

These family soldiers who helped the evildoers and did evil deeds collapsed.

They looked at the black shadows that kept flashing past, screaming and fleeing in all directions.

Facing a murderer who is proficient in killing techniques, leaving him with the back is undoubtedly taking the initiative to report to Hades.

In just half a minute, there was no one living in this other courtyard except Kirijuro Nagashima and the three couples of boys and girls.

Hearing the screams that kept coming from his ears, Nagashima Kirujuro's eyes finally fluctuated.

'it is true!That master from Kongwu Temple was really killed! '

'waste!Just bragging trash!

'Nagashima Kirijuro's body trembled tremblingly, shaking like chaff.

Guijiao endured the knife and fell, and the three pairs of boys and girls tied to the cross fell to the pool of blood on the ground.

They didn't feel nauseated or scared, they stared at the back of the ghost, their eyes became crazy.

If, if they had such power, they wouldn't be so powerless.

"It's your turn, the head of the Yongdao family." Guijiao appeared on the roof, his eyes were indifferent, and the ninja knife in his hand had blood dripping down the blade.

The sound of blood drops hitting the glazed tiles was very soft, but Nagashima Kirujuro, who was already blinded by his old eyes, felt that they were like thunder.

"Don't, don't kill me, Ninja-sama!

"

thump.

This earth emperor who has been in charge of the gray mist city for decades, this dream monster that was once the dream monster in the hearts of all the gray fog city slaves, actually knelt down in front of Guijiao at this moment:

"I have money, I have a lot of money! As long as you don't kill me, I will give you all of them, all of them!"

Nagashima Kirujuro begged frantically for mercy, and Guijiao looked at the loose-skinned old man with cold eyes:

"I'm tired of hearing such boring words."

The crimes committed by Kirijuro Nagashima are too numerous to list, and ghost friends are not partners of justice.

He didn't bother to judge anyone, he just wanted to slaughter them all in human skin.

Water escape · Water body.

Water Escape·Water Prison Technique!

The ghost's water body turned into a black shadow and appeared beside Nagashima Kirijuro, and reached out and landed on his head. A water polo as tall as a person appeared and enveloped him inside.

Guijiao didn't just kill him, but trapped him first.

Nagashima Kirujuro thought that the ghost was hesitant, and immediately promised a bunch of benefits.

However, Guijiao is too lazy to listen to such nonsense.

His shark-like cold eyes swept across the entire Yongdao family.

'One, two, three, four, five....'

Guijiao counted silently in his heart.

He saw a group of aristocrats dressed in fine clothes and with the blood of Yongdao in a state of distress.

The precious silk became wet and wrinkled, just sticking to their bodies, their hair stuck to their faces like weeds, and they looked around in shock.

'Hehe, it turns out that the so-called nobles are also afraid. '

He will not let any one of the blood of the Yongdao family go!

Shake off the blood from the ninja sword with some curly blades, the snow-white blade reflects the cold appearance of the ghost.

The ghost friend moves like the wind, centering on the pavilion where Nagashima Kirujuro is located, sweeping around.

All the servants I met turned into the souls of ghosts under the knife.

The people who met in fancy clothes, whether they were nobles with Yongdao blood or their confidant servants, were all thrown in a courtyard by ghosts and guarded by a water body.

During the period, Guijiao summoned another water body and did other things.

He let his water body leave Yongdao's house, and drove the residents in the gray fog city to Yongdao's house.

Half an hour later, the Yongdao family, which covers an area of ​​more than [-] square meters, has no survivors except for the group of victims dressed in Chinese costumes and imprisoned in the dungeon.

Residents driven by another water body also arrived one after another.

Their faces were full of fear and anxiety, and just approached the red line [-] meters outside the Yongdao family's mansion, they were trembling with fright, knelt on the ground and kowtowed for mercy, refusing to come forward no matter what.

Even if the ghosts threatened them with death, it would not help.

Guijiao's Shui looked at this scene and couldn't figure out why they would rather die by his own knife than take half a step forward.

It was as if an invisible barrier appeared in front of them, isolating them from the outside.

He couldn't figure it out, so he silently kept this matter in his heart, and planned to ask Qianye for advice later.

Just as Guijiao gave up, the little girl he had rescued before managed to squeeze out from the crowd.

If someone stood in front of her, she would step on the other person's back and use the back as a ladder to come to the front.

The little girl looked at the mansion a hundred meters away, her legs had already started to feel weak, her breathing became short of breath, her heart was beating wildly, and she was dizzy.

It seems that it is not a mansion, but a scourge with its bloody mouth wide open.

Ever since she could remember, her father has been repeatedly emphasizing that she must not get close to the Yongdao family, otherwise the whole family will be executed by the most cruel means.

This sentence has been repeated, and over time, it has been engraved in the little girl's soul.

Especially when she and her father saw with their own eyes a child who was about her age accidentally crossed the red line and entered the range of [-] meters because of playfulness, and was arrested by the private soldiers of the Yongdao family, together with the family They were escorted to the vegetable market and tortured to death slowly.

This rule is engraved in the hearts of the residents of Gray Fog City through such means.

'I don't have a father anymore. 'The little girl told herself so.

'I want to avenge my father. '

'I'm going to kill them all!Kill everyone in the Yongdao family!

'

She gritted her teeth and stared her eyes wide open. If she didn't do this, she would close her eyes in fear and hesitate to move forward.

She wants to look at the Yongdao family's mansion, and then step over it!Cross this red line!

The little girl stepped on her trembling legs and stepped hard, successfully crossing the red line.

She stared blankly at the mansion in front of her, and the danger she imagined did not appear.

It turned out that this is not impossible.

She subconsciously looked back at the residents kneeling before the red line and stopped, and suddenly felt relaxed.

'tui! The little girl spat towards the red line behind her, took a deep breath, turned around and strode towards Yongdao's house.

"If you keep kneeling, I'm going to start killing people," Guijiao's watery face was cold, and he didn't have to deliberately play the bad guy. His fierce face came out, and it was a true performance: "Who doesn't Let's go, who will I kill?"

These already numb slaves trembled in fright when they saw the ghost intercourse like a shark turned into a spirit.

Seeing that the little girl was sure that nothing happened, they mustered up their courage and walked forward with their bodies bowed.

While walking, he looked around nervously with his eyes. If the soldiers of the Yongdao family appeared, they would turn around and run away without saying a word.

If caught by that group of wolves, there will be disasters involving the whole family!

When the angle of view is raised, a thin child is seen striding forward with his legs wide open.

Behind her was a group of ragged, emaciated slaves.

These slaves were like ants, flocking to Yongdao's house from all directions.

All the way to the gate of the Yongdao family's mansion, nothing happened as expected.

Suddenly, they smelled an extremely pungent smell of blood.

The thick one made them feel as if they were soaked in blood.

They looked at the quiet mansion, their hearts trembled, and they secretly guessed:

The Yongdao family must have been slaughtered by this vicious ninja...

At this moment, they saw the girl walking in front of everyone suddenly knelt on the ground and vomited loudly.

'What exactly did she see? '

'Corpses, lots of corpses! '

From the moment she stepped through the gate, the little girl's sight was covered with corpses.

The blood flowing out of their bodies gathered on the ground and mixed with the puddles left over from the previous use of the waterfall technique, forming a pool of blood.

Those fat and strong house soldiers, those house servants who are always on top are all lying in a pool of blood at this moment, motionless.

The little girl propped her hands in the pool of blood, feeling the unique viscosity of blood.

Her child's hole enlarged and contracted, and finally returned to normal, and then burst out laughing suddenly.

"Dead, all dead, hahahaha."

No, how could they all be dead?

There must be lives, there must be lives!

Find them, and then, kill them all, not one left!

......

Onikou appeared on the roof where Kirijuro Nagashima was. Seeing that all parties were in place one after another, he immediately brought Kirjuro Nagashima to the roof of another courtyard.

In this other courtyard, the group of beasts in Chinese costumes were imprisoned.

Guijiao's slightly hoarse voice sounded:

"I saw from the information that your Yongdao family likes to play hunting games.

Throw a group of people into a closed environment and let them kill each other. "

In this so-called hunting game, the Yongdao family would not distribute any weapons to the slaves inside, because they thought it would be too unappealing.

Their emotional threshold is constantly increasing, and their behavior is naturally becoming more and more abnormal.

The slaves' only weapons were their bodies.

Fists, elbows, legs, teeth, heads...

The fighting will continue until there are only three people left.

If anyone does not take the initiative to fight, they will drag the slave's family members to the central square to perform various tortures afterwards.

It sounds incredible, don't those slaves know how to resist?

Again, they resisted.

Time and time again, but the result of every resistance is always despair.

Too many people died, countless, generation after generation.

The ones that survived have been domesticated into docile sheep by the Yongdao family.

When the butcher's knife falls, the sheep will run away, bleat and howl, and struggle, but they will not resist.

Because they have forgotten to resist.

Now, Guijiao really wants to see the difference between this group of beasts in fancy clothes and those they treat as toys in this game.

He really wanted to see what expressions these slaves would show when they saw this group of nobles in fine clothes fighting each other like they used to.

'Master Hokage said, an eye for an eye, blood for blood. '

'Master Hokage also said that the hatred of a gentleman can be avenged even in ten generations! '

'You guys, what will you do? '

Gray Fog City was Qianye's first stop for ghost friendship after reading the information provided by the fourth generation of Mizukage.

In the country of water, it is very rare to be as perverted as Gray Fog City.

It is precisely because it is rare and special that it makes more sense.

Qianye wants to use this brutal method to tear apart the three views of Guijiao formed in the past, and then use his own thoughts to reshape the three views of Guijiao.

Guijiao is undergoing drastic changes as Qianye expected.

He is transforming.

Qianye is looking forward to the transformed dried persimmon ghost.

'These walls are in the way. '

Guijiao frowned slightly, and let his water body flatten the surrounding walls. He looked at the ruins of the other courtyard, looming in the smoke and dust, and his mood finally improved.

Without destruction, there is no new life.

Will you be reborn?

"let's start."

"Today, you are the protagonists of this hunting game. If anyone doesn't move, he will pretend to be dead,"

Guijiao grinned, formed seals with both hands, and summoned a thick wall of water, then bit his thumb, and used psychic skills on the water wall with his right hand, summoning a group of small sharks with sharp teeth:

"Just wait to be eaten by my sharks."

"As for you," Onikou glanced at Nagashima Kirujuro from the corner of his eye: "You just stay here and watch your descendants play this game with me."

Nagashima Kirujuro collapsed, pointing at the ghost, his lips trembling and screaming: "Devil! You devil!

"

"Thank you for your praise."