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The clouds in the sky gradually faded, and a ray of sunlight broke through the dark clouds. The long lost sunshine favored the country which was covered by rain all year round. A rainbow hung in the distant sky, which was gorgeous and dazzling.

"Hoo ~ Hoo ~"

Sato sat down on a tree trunk and breathed slightly but quickly. The sun was shining on his body and it was warm. Even though the sun was not strong in fact, it was more of a psychological effect, and he was in a good mood.

In the country of rain, this kind of weather is very rare.

He is the elite Shangren of Muye. It has been four years since he was transferred to the Yuren village battlefield. In these years, all the Ninjas who initially formed a team with him have already been killed, and the team he led has changed countless times. Now, he has become numb.

At first, they fought with Yuren village, then with Yanren village, and then shayin village came to join in the fun. Now they are all enemies except Muye.

In such a long war, most people are already tired, but the war is not over. As ninjas, they can only insist.

Two days ago, he took a small team of seven people and was ordered to intercept the elite troops in Yanren village. After a fierce battle, his troops were scattered. At this time, he had just killed two Shangren of the other side. He was tired. He was ready to take a rest and look for his subordinates nearby, and then he went back to Muye's headquarters for instructions.

Of course, he didn't hold much hope that he could find his subordinates. On the battlefield, there were many ninjas who could not be contacted after missing. Everyone was used to it.

Breathing gradually stable, he took off the water bottle on his waist and took a drink, but when he raised his hand, his eyes suddenly coagulated. Countless life and death experiences made him fiercely alert.

Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang ~

the kettle is tumbling, and the water is splashing in the air, wetting the trunk, while Sato's figure has jumped out in parallel, and his eyes have moved slightly to see what is nailed into the tree.

"Sword in hand? Folded in paper? " He was surprised, and for the first time, he encountered this kind of Ninja with paper as a fighting tool.

His speed is very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, fell on the next to another tree trunk, the pain in the bag has appeared in the hand.

Just after his toe landed on it, countless paper folded butterflies flew out of the blind area behind the tree. It was only one third of the size of the palm. It was delicate and slightly warped. It was like being given a fresh life.

The feeling between life and death is acute, especially Sato mu, an elite who has been through the battlefield for a long time. When the butterfly approaches, he turns around without hesitation, and his hands have been sealed.

"Feng Dun, the art of cutting and dancing!"

When the figure suddenly rotated, the continuous wind blade was quickly cut out, and countless butterflies were cut into pieces in front of him, and were blown to the distance by the powerful wind.

But not all of them. There are too many butterflies. There are still many who spread their wings and emit red light.

"This is Detonator? " He is using the wind to disperse the butterfly. It is too late to think about the reaction.

Boom Boom

The continuous and strong blasting sound came, and the big tree more than 20 meters high collapsed. A large number of explosions ignited flames and ignited the wet trees.

A figure in a black robe emerged silently, quietly suspended in the air not far away, eyes blinking at the blasting center in the distance. The figure is not very old, is a seven-year-old girl, behind a pair of snow-white wings, to help her stay in the air, like a legendary angel.

Look carefully, the wings behind her are actually made of white paper.

The continuous blasts continued, and it was not known how many detonators she used to fold the butterflies.

But at this time, a piece of dead wood from the center of the explosion flew out, her eyes slightly heavy, "stunt?"

"Water escape, the art of water chain!"

A big drink sounded, Xiaonan looked up, and saw that elite Shangren had jumped up high and high. Several waves suddenly rose in the water below. Under the control of chakra, the shape changed, such as a transparent chain, which immediately bound her.

"Body skill, wind cutting skill!"

With the strength of falling, he held the long knife behind his back in his hand. In a flash, he had chopped Xiaonan into two.

"No matter who you are, it's your biggest mistake to choose to attack me." Coldly, his figure quickly fell down.

"Is it?" A crisp with a trace of cold and proud voice sounded, not far away, Xiaonan's figure is still floating, no, or from the beginning, she is there.

"Not good!" A cry in his heart, but it's too late. The paper that was cut into two pieces on the top of it is turned into pieces of paper, which is stuck to him under the traction of a powerful force, which is still the detonator.

"Why?" This time, Sato can no longer use the stunt to escape. Under the calculated situation, his stunt has not reached that level.

Therefore, in the end, he asked the doubts in his heart. He did not remember that he had offended the little girl. Moreover, he did not look like a ninja from shayin village or Yanren village.

Xiaonan looked at him and reached out with one hand. Anger flashed in his eyes, but his tone was still trying to keep calm."Two years ago, in a village in the north of rain country, you fought with an elite of Yuren village, and the whole village was destroyed in your hands."

Sato Mu's eyes flashed a little confused. He didn't have a deep impression of what Xiaonan said. In the next year, there were many elites fighting with him, and more ordinary villages were destroyed. Some things could not be remembered at all.

"Wait..."

"Bang!"

At the moment when he opened his mouth, Xiaonan spits out the last word coldly, and a flame ignites on the detonator, followed by continuous explosions and screams.

Landing on a tree trunk not far away, Xiaonan watched Sato's body turn black, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Sato Mu's last look at her eyes, it is a kind of confused eyes, do not remember what she said.

She thought that the joy after revenge did not gush out, there was a light sense of relaxation, but also a trace of confusion. She knew that she had done nothing wrong, but why did she have this feeling?

She did not understand, so he turned his head and stood quietly beside her in a black robe, just like the patron saint behind her.

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