[Comprehensive] Misfortune

This is actually a very ordinary set of compositions.

It's just a cloudy sky, because it's noon, the light is extremely bright, and the dark clouds should be gray and black, but they are embroidered with a layer of gold by the scorching sun behind them, but there is a kind of dampness in the air. Feeling, inexplicably dull.

The rain will definitely fall, but I don't know if it will be the next moment, or a certain undefended time period.

The gray and transparent rain rolls over, covering all the sounds and smells, and swallowing them slowly, leaving only the strong smell of dust, and the pattering sound of blood bleeding from the corners of the eaves.

In such a climate, the picture is covered with an inexplicable shadow, blurring the boundaries of things to an outrageous level, it is simply unscrupulous.

But even if there is such a person, she doesn't have to do anything, just stand there, and the smile on her mouth doesn't need to be too obvious, if there is nothing, just hang a drop of rain on it and it will be flattened.

Somber tones, ordinary scenery, sharp themes.

The subject is this person.

It could only be this person.

It is such a person who is as calm as a statue, but hundreds of times more arrogant than the billowing clouds that are overwhelming the city.

Soft but sharp, implying coldness and cruelty, combined with that unimaginable face, intentionally or unintentionally revealing a theme that will only appear in Ukiyo-e.

Orochimaru stared at Sakurai Yuko silently, he focused on the warmth in Sakurai Yuko's eyes for a while, and then focused on the smile marks on Sakurai Yuko's lips for a while. After all, those eyes cannot be separated from this face.

In the distant sky outside the mountain, there was a dull thunder. The red sand scorpion saw that the eyes of Orochimaru gradually gathered light. The lightning that had just appeared just now fell into the eyes of this man, illuminating the eyes of his children. Curiosity and possessiveness.

The red sand scorpion couldn't help but sullen.

Although he had a short partner experience, the red sand scorpion did not think highly of Orochimaru.

This man is indeed very talented in ninjutsu, and can even be called the only one of the five major countries, but the red sand scorpion will never understand what Orochimaru is thinking.

Maybe know it, but not understand it.

For things that he can't understand, or curiosity or disgust, the red sand scorpion doesn't like Orochimaru's behavior very much.However, personal preferences are one thing. Scarlet Sand Scorpion thinks he knows this man better, and his eyes are not right.

It’s not the failure to compete for the position of Hokage, the result of the human experiment revealed can only betray the ruthlessness of Ninja Village, and it’s not the curiosity and desire when discovering something interesting, it’s much more intense than these emotions...

It seemed that the bolt of lightning had really chosen this man's eyes as its destination, and there was no longer any mist in his eyes, as if countless light spots made of dust had gathered, and something dazzling and eye-catching had injected into his life.

how to say……

The Red Sand Scorpion decided not to underestimate the abnormality of Orochimaru, and to be more vigilant in the future.

Just when the red sand scorpion thought so, Sakurai Yuko took another step forward.

Orochimaru's gaze was always on Sakurai Yuko's face, but suddenly his heart tightened, his eyelashes trembled, and his eyes fell on Sakurai Yuko's hand.

The sleeves half covered the hands, and the edges were golden and red intertwined arabesque patterns, with a layer of pure black satin faintly revealing underneath.

It is obviously an extremely depressing and heavy color combination, but when viewed with the half-covered and almost transparent white, it looks like clusters of spring flowers that are just blooming, flourishing and brilliant, like children's laughing faces, flushed. The face unconsciously clings to the only treasure in the world without knowing it, which is extremely intoxicating.

Orochimaru saw Sakurai Yuko slowly raising his right hand, and the ambiguous spring spirit flew like catkins.The white is almost transparent, but at the end there is a little bit of lovely pink, the pearly luster is submerged in the crow-black hair, only the little finger and ring finger are slightly curled up, and the fragrance of the dying epiphyllum is faint. Passed out.

Sakurai Yuko tucked the broken hair around her ears into her temples, and smiled again, a little deeper than the previous moment, all of which were filled in those stream-like eyes, which couldn't hold it anymore, and Orochimaru was only there The red eyes lingered, and she never met Sakurai Yuko's eyes.

He is enduring and he wants to save the best for last.

He endured it all the time, until he felt that if he endured any longer, he would be tortured madly, so he met Sakurai Yuko's sight like a sharp sword, his gaze was like lightning.

At that moment, the lightning in the sky put a layer of blue and white filter on Sakurai Yuko's face, which turned a little illusory, and the only real thing left was the pair of eyes.

Such a woman...

"Aren't you going to answer my question?"

Sakurai Yuko raised the end of her eyes and brought out a hint of coquettish reproach, Orochimaru trembled slightly, but laughed hoarsely.

Like a poisonous snake licking and kissing the moisture, Orochimaru's eyes dripped out of the yellow-brown venom, quickly condensed into silk, and carefully wrapped around the woman's body.

It is tightly entangled, like a giant python strangling its prey, entangled like suffocation.

The woman who should have suffocated to death was at ease under such sight.

"It is said that women are like flowers. If you want to compare you to a flower, it should be a jacaranda or a wisteria." Orochimaru said slowly.

No one will know why he said this without thinking, so he thoughtfully added an explanation.

If Sakurai Yuko is standing in front of you, then no matter how caring you are, it can't be overstated.

"Purple with a bit of blue, or purple with a bit of red. One is cold and the other is warm, but when entangled together, it becomes you. I like purple very much. Human beings live in this In the world, there are too many mysterious things that can be explored and studied. Of all the colors, only purple is the most mysterious, even more mysterious than black. Aren’t you purple like a flower?”

Sakurai Yuko was indifferent to such personal feelings, she just looked at Orochimaru, focused on Orochimaru's purple eye shadow, and then repeated her question.

"Aren't you going to answer my question? Orochimaru."

Orochimaru finally glanced at the red sand scorpion, and what made the red sand scorpion furious was that after looking at him, the light in Orochimaru's eyes gradually faded.This is not something to make a fuss about, but the Scarlet Sand Scorpion is very upset.

"Do you have any questions to ask me, Ji Jun?" Orochimaru asked this question naturally, so confident that even Yuko Sakurai was surprised for a second.

"Well... don't stay with Akatsuki, come to me. If you want to conduct scientific experiments, I believe I can help you as much as I can."

"Can I stand by Ji Jun's side? That's an irresistible reward... May I ask the reason?"

To be honest, if she had to choose a conversation partner, Sakurai Yuko would choose Orochimaru instead of Akasashi Scorpion, she likes his somewhat special way of speaking.

Because of such a small preference, the arc of Sakurai Yuko's lips gradually expanded.

"Originally, if you didn't agree, then I would kill you, but you are very good and I like you, so I don't want to kill you."

Sakurai Yuko took off her hat, and her long hair, which was originally bound by an invisible force, poured out like a stream of water, like thousands of snakes instantly losing their shelter, twisting and spinning domineeringly with their teeth and claws flying. Inseparable.

Since the hair has become a snake, then this woman is Medusa.

If you can't see it, you will die if you see it.

But for such a woman, if you don't look at her, then life is nothing but a walking corpse, and it would be better to die!

"So come with me, Orochimaru. Are you someone who cares about the world? Not to mention that Akatsuki's approach is wrong, it is right, so what has it to do with you? Come with me. If I would be very happy if you could stand by my side. Do you like purple flowers? If this is your wish, I can let you make hairpins for me."

Sakurai Yuko gently caressed her side face, her winking eyes were like silk like mist, the most obvious temptation was still a very incompetent and false temptation, but...

"Promise me? Leave Akatsuki, okay? Master Orochimaru can do any experiment you want, and I will definitely support it! Promise me~ Mr. Xie has already stood by my side, can Master Orochimaru also stand by my side? Is it possible? Compared to any |terrorist|organization|organization, isn’t it more interesting here?”

In the end, Orochimaru still didn't make a decision.

But he didn't refuse outright, on the contrary, his tone showed great interest, and he only showed some hesitation.

In his words, this is understandable. I hope Yuko Sakurai will not be angry and don't worry. After all, changing the course or something needs to be carefully considered.

Because Orochimaru is really good at talking, his words please Sakurai Yuko, so instead of forcing him to make a decision immediately, Sakurai Yuko also said to tell him to think slowly and not to worry, anyway, she has plenty of time.

On the small road that few people passed by, Sakurai Yuko strolled alone admiring the surrounding scenery, but the two men in the same clothes slowed down in unison.

Until Orochimaru determined that Sakurai Yuko would not hear the conversation between the two.

"As the saying goes, Wenrou Township is a tomb of heroes. This is indeed true. Even the red sand scorpion, who aspires to live forever, is entangled in the footsteps of a beautiful woman. Should I praise Miss Yuzi for being amazing?"

"She and I are not the kind of relationship you think." The tone of the red sand scorpion was very cold.

Orochimaru narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone was like moss after being wet by rain, wet and greasy, annoying.

What is most annoying is the meaning of his words.

"I didn't say you have any relationship, you are too sensitive, it's really rare... Mr. Scorpion."

The red sand scorpion stopped, turned his head, his eyes were cold.

There was an excited smirk on Orochimaru's face, and for a moment, the red sand scorpion even felt that Orochimaru was expecting him to be irritated.

A brief silence.

"Heh..." The Scarlet Sand Scorpion sneered, "You can refuse, but it's not a necessary role anyway, she won't care."

"This is impossible..." Orochimaru's laughter came out vaguely along with the sticky tone, "If you can meet such a flower, if you don't pick it off...wouldn't it be a waste of life? "

The red sand scorpion's eyes became colder and colder.

The coldness in Orochimaru's eyes gradually shattered, revealing the true light of excitement.

Just a few words, the murderous intention has appeared.

The author has something to say: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I have to hold back! ! !

So excited ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !

[Ignore the crazy author above]