Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

I firmly believe that my sixth sense is accurate.

Because the vaguely transmitted protection from the world is still there, solid and tight, and full of vigilance against a certain kind who is eyeing the tiger, it is enough for me to take a vacation with peace of mind.

And take the time to master the disobedient Sharingan.

However, there is "however".

It is different from the insensibility of the first and second dreams, and it is also different from the latest accident of breaking the barrier.

During this half-asleep and half-awake, I clearly felt a strange, violent pull, which did not belong to any world I had ever been to. The residual candle in the wind will be extinguished at any time.

I always thought that the world consciousness in the Taisho era was already very fierce, but now I realize that it is even more unreasonable that I have never encountered before.

The tyrannical unknown consciousness dragged my consciousness out of this world. I maintained a state of being unable to control my body and said distressedly: "Mr. or Miss, do you need me to do something in such a hurry to pull me?"

Naturally, I didn't get a response either.

"I don't hate visiting other people's houses. After all, it's fun to travel and meet people, but your rude behavior without saying hello is really not good." The world barrier in front revealed strong malice, and at the same time The heat like magma gushed out, and the Sharingan, which still couldn't be closed, was stimulated by this negative emotion and became more and more uncomfortable. I frowned patiently and made the final persuasion, "I won't be polite if you do this again. "

As soon as the voice fell, the force pulling me became stronger, and I clearly felt the disapproval revealed in it.

"I hate you," the person in the dream is always emotional, I complied with the anger generated at this moment, and did not intend to wrong myself, "Please forgive me for solemnly refusing."

At this moment, I have been pulled to the edge of the world barrier, and there is an undeniable thrust from behind, which seems to be trying to force me into it.

Wow, this is too unreasonable.

I became even angrier, and I didn't intend to bear it anymore, loudly, like a bear child surrounded by family members, I was so wronged that I almost cried: "Mom—"

Satisfied with the rapidly approaching scent of home, I let go of my resistance, allowing myself to be wrapped in a familiar protective layer... huh?

It's quite familiar, but it doesn't seem to be the one in my house?

Just wondering, two strands?The same familiar breath angrily wiped me and rushed towards the unreasonable guest, and then, hit, hit?

"Huh?" I cautiously asked the nearest person who was protecting me, "Huh——"

Of course, world consciousness can’t speak, but this unknown person was more reasonable, patted my head reassuringly, and then got together, quietly cut a hole in the barrier on the other side, and put I tucked in-

In a world with the same origin as him?

"Wow?"

I was put into it blankly with a puzzled expression. During the fall, I saw the magma ejected from the cracked world wall over there. There was obviously no wind surge, perhaps due to the similar fire from the fire. At that moment, I received a few words from that side:

'A hundred years later, the wilderness...'

The rest were drowned in the roar of the intensified struggle, never to be heard again.

……

Falling, falling again.

I frantically stabilized my figure, and couldn't help protesting loudly in my heart: Another friendly soldier, did you learn this teleportation skill from Chaldea? Why are you falling from the sky again——

There are still cumulonimbus clouds gradually dissipating below. This luck is really worthy of me.

This stagnation point is too high, and the bad breath coming from the cloud made me cautiously choose not to release the Mudun immediately, but the weapon in my hand is not with me, and I can't think of a way to avoid it in a short time. I just stared at the bottom The wide-ranging cumulonimbus cloud was getting closer and closer, so he had no choice but to choose recklessness.

So, to return to the beginning, we still have to rely on physical skills.

I let go of my perception, gathered my strength into the palm of my hand, and slowly clenched my fist.

Instead of relying on any complicated power system, just relying on pure flesh/body to swing high-speed fists to cause air compression and re-diffusion, the resulting recoil force should be enough to land safely, huh?

I hesitated to dissipate the power stored in my hand, the information from my perception, directly below me is not the ground, but the water surface.

The high-speed fall is also a matter of an instant. With the help of my excellent eyesight, I can see clearly——

Is it the blue water surface, and... the blood that keeps coming up?

Under the sea, anyone?

There is a weak chakra that is about to dissipate, and this person has only one breath left, and only one breath left.

I gave up the landing buffer with an expectation that I didn't know. Relying on my current strong body to resist the impact, I plunged into the water and dived hastily.

At the bottom of the deep water, there is a person sinking slowly.

Five pillars penetrating into his back, white hair scattered in all directions, broken left arm gushing blood, red marks from the corners of his eyes to his chin, and a contented, frank smile on his face.

"—Mr. Jiraiya?"

Naturally, you can’t speak in the water. The result of opening your mouth stupidly is to pour a big mouthful of water. The small bubbles overflowing from the corner of your mouth suddenly spread into big bubbles. the fallen man.

This injury is much more serious than that of Mr. Purgatory on the battlefield.

The sea water is rapidly taking away his body temperature, depriving him of oxygen, and exacerbating his death. The continuous blood loss caused by the severed limb also declares that this person has long lost hope. Above is the domain of the enemy, and this place is the cage of death.

Dilemma, time is tight, I had to try on the spot and previously did not use the treatment.

I put my hand on his weak and fluctuating pulse, and used a dead horse as a living horse doctor, aroused the sea of ​​life, and poured the life force in the body into it.

I believe that the power after undergoing the transformation of natural energy empowerment must be useful, but the power may not be very gentle, and there may be some side effects like Mutun cells...

Anyway, let's hang my life first no matter what——

Suffering many fatal injuries and being thrown into the bottom of the sea by his former apprentice, the man whose consciousness has fallen into a trance has already finished his dying revolving door. This best seller who has traveled all over the mainland is dying, thinking with a smile:

"Jiraiya Hero Monogatari, this way it's a bit decent..."

'The final chapter, the frog in the well disappeared into the sea...'

'... the volume? '

'Hahaha, it's more appropriate this way. '

'Okay, it's about time...'

The dying man who was about to let go of everything suddenly felt something strange, someone dived and approached him with a clear purpose.

Then one hand firmly grasped him with great strength and easily stopped the fall, while the other hand pressed on his chest hesitantly.

In the next second, a violent chakra rushed into his heart, and a strong protest came from his seriously injured body. He lost the tranquility of going to death in peace, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Under the surge of qi and blood, the weak heart immediately recovered to be alive and kicking, but at the same time, the original injury was made worse by this rampant recklessness.

The energy sent from this person is full of terrifying vitality. It's one thing to spit out blood, but at least his life has been pulled back.

——It all depends on the breath that was sent over, and the strength interprets the duality of life and death.

So for a moment he couldn't tell whether the person who came was the enemy or the friendly army.

Does this person really understand ninjutsu? No, no, no, this chakra is too terrifying, and it is not much better than Kyuubi. Is this still a human?

The man who wrote "Strength, Perseverance and Endurance" opened his eyes resolutely during the painful treatment, just in time to see a girl staring at the writing sharing eyes, who opened his eyes and showed a frank expression. No Uchiha's rich expression.

It can be said that he was ecstatic, and breathed a sigh of relief as if he had met a savior.

Jilai also fell into deep confusion and self-doubt: who is this?

I was greatly relieved to see the dying man recover his strong heartbeat and open his eyes.

I didn't expect that the medical first aid that I fiddled with would actually work. I'm a genius.

Then, the next step is how to sneak out of the enemy's base camp with this seriously wounded man.

Constrained by the environment in the water, I can only look eagerly and expectantly at one of the legendary Sannin, trying to convey my thoughts: Mr. Jiraiya, quickly use your almighty psychic Magic, anti-spiritualism, think of a way!

Mr. Jiraiya, who knows a lot of ninjutsu, may not have received my expectations. He closed his eyes.

I suddenly turned pale with fright, and subconsciously increased the delivery amount in my hand.

Then he spat another mouthful of blood.

Of course, his eyes were also opened, and he looked at me with a very complicated and tangled look.

'? 'I tilted my head in confusion, expressing my incomprehension.

Well, I reasoned with myself empathetically: maybe he wasted too much to use now.

There's no other way, I can only rely on Huahua's clumsy method.

I firmed my eyes, and I thought I was reliable and handsome, and nodded to this respectable ninja to express comfort: Don't be afraid, leave the rest to me!

Before he could show his blank eyes, I directly made a breakout plan. .

Two people, one Mr. Jiraiya, is currently seriously injured, he is on the verge of death with very little chakra left, and the other me, as long as I restrain my momentum and pretend to be an ordinary person, then the possibility of being discovered by the rain tiger freedom technique will be greatly reduced.

Next, just go at full speed, choose a direction and run all the way out of the border of the Kingdom of Rain.

OK, let's do it!

I cheered up secretly, mobilized the muscles that had not been exercised for a long time, exerted strength, and kicked out——

The swirling water column shot up into the sky. With the spoils I snatched from the god of death, I confirmed the east with the excellent way recognition ability trained in the Taisho period. Before everyone found out, I leaned over and rushed!

"Wait, what are you doing, little girl... I'm coughing!" The wind pressure brought by the high speed made the person on my shoulder cough violently before finishing a sentence. He patted one of his few intact backs.

"Escape from here," I tilted my head to avoid the oncoming wind, and had to answer loudly, "You can't move, don't worry, leave it to me, pay attention, we have to speed up—"

"Na—————" I listened to the man's full of energy in relief, and kept the delivery of life energy. I turned a deaf ear to his shouts, and even quietly increased the speed again. His only trembling right hand was on the My shoulder, "Bridge—all—"

I kindly pressed his hand down and put it away.

Hmph, someone is already catching up from behind, whoever stops at this time is a dog.

As the saying goes, the line segment between two points is the shortest. In the state of running at full speed, I stepped on the air and crossed the sky openly all the way.

——As long as I'm fast enough, you can't catch up with me.

I keep the energy delivery in my hands to make sure the people on the shoulders don't die, and the rest can only be handed over to the professionals as soon as possible.

I didn't expect this landing to be at this time.

Across unknown waters, I plunged into more familiar forests.

The Land of Fire, Konoha, this time I come again with a surprise for you——