As the battle on the sea came to an end, the turmoil in the Hidden Fog Village finally subsided.

There are flames everywhere, and the fire shines on the village... allowing hatred and pain to take root and sprout.

"Damn it, let all these ninjas die!"

"How long will this kind of meaningless battle last?"

"Why do people in a village still fight each other?"

The villagers on the street verbally yelled, but lowered their voices, worried that others would hear them.

In this bloody environment, a little boy was carried out from the hotel.

The little boy did not struggle, but said seriously, "I am very diligent and hardworking in my work. I don't need money. Just give me some food and a place to live!"

The person carrying him looked disgusted, "Who wants a little beggar like you? Besides, I can't support you if you fight and kill people every day, so how can I have spare money to support you?"

Hearing this, the little boy lowered his head in frustration, "Are you still not needed?"

Walking to the corner of the street full of flies and garbage, the man threw him out rudely, "Don't say I'm cruel, pick up some garbage here to eat, at least you won't starve to death!"

After the little boy was thrown out, he stood up with his butt that was hurt by being thrown, thanking him, "Uncle, thank you!"

Although the other party did not react at all, the little boy was not disappointed and turned around and limped towards the garbage dump.

After some hard work, he finally found a few slices of rotten vegetable leaves that could barely be seen, and even a piece of unfinished bread. For him, this was already a very rich breakfast.

"Work hard, it's better tomorrow! I'll be needed!"

At this moment, a seductive scent came from behind him.

The little boy couldn't help but turn around, and a gentle uncle was putting a few hot buns in front of him.

Bai asked in disbelief, "Is this for me?"

Aizen chuckled softly, "Of course, eat quickly!"

"But, but I have nothing to do for you!" Bai said timidly.

"Then give me your future!"

"Is this feeling... needed?"

Just when Bai was moved, a little boy of the same age as him and had a red dot on both sides of his eyebrows stood out from behind the uncle, "You guy is so nagging. Lord Aizen gives you something to eat, and you will follow!"

"Is the sir Aizen?" Looking at the two of them, Bai nervously and excitedly stretched out his hands forward, as if it was not a bun, but a ray of sunshine he hoped for!

Just as Bai Xiaokou was biting the bun, as if he wanted to remember this moment forever, Aizen suddenly straightened her body and looked into the distance, then touched the head of the little boy beside her and said, "I need to leave for a few minutes for some things for a while. Kummaro, can you please take care of him?"

Kumaro took the initiative to rub his palm like a puppy, and his tone was firm, "Mr. Aizen, I will definitely protect him!"

As he said that, he pulled out a knife made of bone from his shoulder and waved it a few times.

Looking at Junmaru's actions, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes as he stuttered as he ate the bun.

"You must also protect yourself!" Aizen touched Kunmaro's head and turned around and left.

"Hehe!" Just as Junmaru was happy that his little face turned red, a low voice came from behind him.

"Thanks!"

"I just followed Lord Aizen's orders!" Junmaru hugged his arms proudly, and then asked in confusion, "You are so weak when you speak and eat. Could it be a girl?"

"Of course I'm a boy!" Bai Li said for granted, and then asked, "Is your ability to suck bones just now the blood limit?"

"I am from the Kaguya clan!" Junmaru declared proudly. He thought Bai was afraid and explained, "Mr. Aizen said that the Blood Restoration Limit is not the demonic ability as Fujihi claimed. In other parts of the world, the Blood Restoration Limit is a talent that people envied!"

Bai Sidun nodded, then looked at him with a longing look, "Can you teach me how to control the power of the blood limit?"

"Of course..." Junmaru said, "You have a blood limit?"

Bai nodded and blamed himself, "It's just that I can't control it well, and it's easy to hurt others!"

Junmaru said, "Then you practice it for me."

"Practice here?" Bai Chihe said, "If you hurt you..."

Junmaru said dissatisfiedly, "Are you underestimating me?"

Seeing that Junmaru insisted, Bai had to whisper, "Then be careful!"

Bai tried to use the power in his body, and the next moment, the entire garbage pile was covered with ice crystals!

Fortunately, it is a corner of the street and a garbage dump. No one comes here at all, and no one notices the movement here.

"You guy is pretty..." Junmaru said, and suddenly said embarrassedly, "Are you a member of the Snow Clan?"

Bai nodded.

Junmaro touched his nose, and he knew that the Bai tribe members launched a rebellion under the leadership of their Kaguya tribe, and were then ruthlessly destroyed.

Thinking of this, Kumaru took over Bai's shoulders, "Your business will be mine in the future. We will strive to become the most powerful weapon in the hands of Lord Aizen!"

Shira was originally uncomfortable with the overly enthusiastic Kishiro, but when he heard the words behind him, he gave up his struggle and agreed, "I will work hard!"

...

On the sea.

Seeing the two people who were defeated strongly before they could meet, Yakura was silent.

Although he knew that the three of them were also delivering vegetables together, he still had the idea of ​​joining forces in his mind to test some of the strength of Shimizu Soseki.

Although it has been tested some now, how can we summarize this?

One punch and one kick?

Looking at Yakura, Soseki smiled and said, "Cutting out two people who are in trouble in advance is my respect for you, Mizuhashi!"

"I don't want this kind of respect!" Yakura complained in his heart, and was a little lucky, "Fortunately it was not my original body to fight him!"

"Be careful, I'm going to go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yakura felt a sharp fist wind blowing towards him like a knife.

He had no time to make seals at all, so he could only rely on his physical instinct to avoid it, but he still couldn't dodge and was beaten with his fist and was knocked away.

"The shoulder blades are broken!" Yakura's face was expressionless. After all, the person who manipulated him could not feel the pain.

While he was knocked into the air, Yakura quickly made a seal.

The next moment, several water clones jumped out of his body and stepped forward to stop him, while his body took the opportunity to draw a circle with an iron stick.

However, the person who appeared from that circle was not Soseki, but Kakashi's replica!

Yakura knew in his heart that he could not replicate such a strong body, and forced a summon, and the only thing that came out of the water mirror was just an empty shell.

But Kakashi is different. No one is more familiar with his eyes than him. Kakashi replicated in this way may retain part of the pupil power of the Manelidian Sharingan.

However, Kakashi in the distance had a gloomy face.
Chapter completed!