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There are traces of Orochimaru's defection, even before this person left, he came to find [Black Sword Demon] Wanyin Kaya who was still in office, and took advantage of her unpreparedness to kill him.

That day was when she had just returned from her mission and was running to her residence after the handover from the Hokage Building. It happened that she was cut open by the enemy in the back, and the clothes on her body were bloody stained. When jumping lightly on the top, he was stopped by the opponent.

A faint crescent moon hangs high in the sky, and the thin silver light sprinkles on the earth. At that time, Wanyin Jiaye could vaguely see the slender figure of the person coming through the holes in the mask, but he couldn't recognize the appearance of the person in front of him due to lack of blood. .

But even so, she recognized the person who came when he spoke.

"Wan Yin Jia Ye."

A slightly hoarse voice called out her name, and the female ninja in black tilted her head strangely, in stark contrast to the terrifying mask.

"Orochimaru?"

The person opposite seemed to smile: "It's me."

"What's the matter?"

It is estimated that the number of deaths is too many, and most of the causes of death are unnatural deaths, so she has practiced and can feel the degree of damage to this body, and the error is no more than five fingers.

The wound on her back stretched from her right shoulder to her left side, exposing her bones and turning her flesh, which required sutures even after taking the Hemostatic Pill.

The black knife ghost was in a hurry to go to the hospital to prevent himself from dying. He was somewhat impatient with this stumbling block. Seeing that the person on the other side didn't speak, she urged: "What's wrong?"

Orochimaru, reflected in the moonlight, slowly approached her. Seeing that he had finally made a move, Wanyin Jiaye slightly loosened his brows under the black mask.

It's just that she didn't know that Konoha Orochimaru, who was drawn into the safety circle by her, had become a traitor, and she didn't know how fascinated this man who had seen her come back from the dead was fascinated by her "unkillable" characteristic.

He covets her longevity, and he is not even afraid of the pain he deserves for it.

"Jiaye, why are you Wanyin Jiaye?"

This question is the same as the script lines written by the famous opera writer Mouer. Wanyin Kaye sounds awkward. She has not heard such polite words for a long time, which reminds her that she is still in the Uchiha clan. Day after day of study and life.

The black knife ghost who has not decided to put himself in the gentle character set is quite impatient——

"What are you talking about, what do you mean? Orochimaru, are you out of your mind?"

The man with black hair approached, she slightly raised her head to look at his golden eyes, the dull pain in her back touched her nerves.

"Everyone is going to die, but you won't... what a tempting thing it is."

Wanyin Jiaye heard these plausible words, and finally couldn't bear it any longer. She turned her toes and wanted to go around: "Don't get in the way, I still have something to do."

"What's the matter, are you in a hurry to go back to see that kid named Kakashi? I think you like him."

Orochimaru grabbed her wrist, and Wanyin Jiaye was hooked upright without defense. She thought that if it wasn't for the third generation's beloved disciple, and a little famous, she would cut off an arm for this kid.

It was because of this moment of scruples and hesitation that the girl wearing the black mask suddenly lost the upper hand between the two.

Orochimaru defected to Ninja Village, and the first thing he did was to get some blood about Miss Wan Yin for research. He waited desperately for the day when the black knife ghost returned from his mission before he started to act.

He clearly remembered that the woman's head was cut off with a long-handled big knife, and the blood was sprayed all over the ground——

But as a result, her body was engulfed by flames in the next second, and the blood and ninjas from the enemy country who were sprayed all over were burned to death.

He saw the woman's naked body, reborn in flames and ashes, picked up the broad knife she always carried behind her back and continued to charge into the crowd.

She was expressionless, and fell down in a blink of an eye.

This image left a deep impression on his mind, and even as he grew older, his strength declined, and more and more people died, he became more and more obsessed with the back figure who didn't care about death.

That is a brand new species that has truly transcended human "weaknesses", Orochimaru thought.

He looked at the friend in front of him wearing a ghost mask, but he injected an auto-injector into the other's open wound, which contained the poison he had studied for several years.

"This is a poison I developed recently. It first seals your chakra, then devours your blood and bones, and finally turns into a pile of yellow water... Hey, Jia Ye, I want to know if you will survive this way ?”

Since World War II, it has been famous in the entire ninja world. In Konoha and Bai Fang, [Black Sword Demon] fell off the altar. She woke up in the hospital that day, accepted Tsunade's diagnosis, and quit ninja since then. boundary.

After reminiscing, I have been running a tavern for six years now, and all the sharpness of my body is hidden by this little pink sleeve. I can't tell that it is a 'ghost' who uses one thousand moves to kill one thousand and self-damage eight hundred moves.

Anyone who saw it thought it was Miss Jiao from some family.

Wanyin Jiaye pinched the wine glass with his calloused fingers and took a sip.

The hot stinging pain flowed down the throat into the esophagus, and the alcohol volatilized from the depths of the blood flowed out of the eyes. She glanced at the man with white thorns in front of her with her water-soaked eyes, and spoke slowly:

"Then, Master Jiraiya... Mr. Orochimaru, won't he come to my funeral?"

Maybe he was drunk, or maybe he didn't want to answer at all, so Zilai laughed twice: "He died when he came back... Oh yes, Tsunade must be on his way."

"Well," the woman replied reservedly: "I know, after all, it wasn't the medical certificate she wrote for me at the beginning... Besides, the deed of this house is still in their hands~"

"Thousand hands..." Zilai also repeated this sentence, and he didn't know if he knew that he had been saying this sentence all the time.

"She will definitely come to your place to drink..."

"Then just wait for her, I have enough here."

Speaking of which, the conversation was over, the two drank in silence, did not speak, and just let the wine flow into their bodies.

At this time, there was some wind, and the wind chimes that had been hung up again by the host's house blew. The sound of jingling and jingling followed the faint fragrance, and the incense that was placed at the foot of the door and beside the window also burned out.

Zilai also looked up at the little gadgets in the room that showed the mood of a little girl, and smacked his lips: "The beautiful wind chimes."

"Thanks for the praise", thinking of something happy from these words, Miss Wan Yin laughed, the two pear dimples were like petals blown open suddenly, flying all over the sky flutteringly.

"That was the prize that Kakashi helped me win back at the summer festival when I was a child... But unfortunately, I never saw that owner again..."

"Why are you missing?"

"That's a merchant from the country of soup, probably dead... Wasn't it the third war at that time..."

"..."

Jiraiya turned his head to look at the glass wind chime again: "War..."

When Wan Yinjiaye saw the other party's appearance, she pouted and gave him eye drops in advance:

"Don't talk about war with me. I know what I should know about these messy things, and I know what I should know... Isn't it pretty peaceful now? Right?"

Jiraiya used to talk about these messy things before, Wan Yinjiaye's ears were callused, and she blocked his words in advance if she didn't want to listen.

This was interrupted suddenly, the dizzy man was a little dazed, and it took a long time before he deferred from the above topic: "Then, what about Kakashi?"

"You were..."

This is a secret of the older generation, Wanyin Jiaye felt that if she still listened to others complaining about her own faults, she would rather listen to Jiraiya's war theory, so she hurriedly stuffed him with a dumpling and put it aside.

"Don't say I'm old, this is a bastard, just think that I have learned how to make wine and cook in the past six years!"

"Hahaha!"

I don't know what the man's joke was, but I also saw Wan Yinjiaye frown: "Speaking of which, his father entrusted this child to you, you are his aunt. If you dare to attack him, it is your fault." ...Even if someone gets into an awkward situation for no reason, it's up to you to coax him, unlike you—the six years of the Cold War!"

Wan Yinjiaye was not convinced: "If you talk about my emotional problems, let's not talk about you. You are honestly pretending to be a shrinking tortoise to Tsunade. When you knew each other, you were in your teens, but now you have spent half your life. Well, why don't you take this time to decide for others—how many families are still the princesses of the Senshou family, worthy of your style—that's enough."

The two grabbed each other's painful feet and poked them back and forth, and now they shouted louder and louder, neither of them convinced the other.The door was wide open because no one came and went in the afternoon—otherwise the two would be disgraced and thrown outside the village.

"She learned gambling and drinking from her grandpa. How can I compare to these two? It's you! I've heard that the child works hard to earn money and has no bad habits! Can't you just ask for help?? You Bai Xia is so beautiful!!"

"What's the use of my being beautiful! Since his master died, he has been working with the old man for three generations every day. My mother would not even ask him to go home for a meal-if he hadn't confessed to me, I just got poisoned Then I would commit suicide! But in the end, I was hanged for six years in vain, this dead child, if it wasn’t for that perverted old lady who could kill him—”

Wan Yinjiaye kept talking nonsense, and even her hair was messed up by her. The small white porcelain cup was thrown aside by the owner at some point, and the usually gentle woman began to hold the wine tank and pour it: "I Tell me if you can do it, I use a vat to drink with my old lady, what kind of broken cup are you holding!"

The two of them started drinking like crazy, and Zilai also opened a tank of wine: "So, who would like your shitty personality? I think the confession was all because of your loneliness after living a long time! "

"Bah! You fart! It's not that I don't have men, you haven't heard about the battlefield roses of the Uchiha family! Tsk ah - mention that bastard stuff!"

The proprietress of the tavern is not good at wine, her thin eyebrows are slanted, and when she finally mentioned Uchiha Madara, she pulled her foot back from the table.

"Jiraiya, you know—there is nothing good about a man!"

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