The heavy rain for three days and three nights still did not stop, and the thunder became the only light in the sky.

Power outages in most parts of the city, seawater inflow, and bad weather are unprecedented challenges for the entire Kowloon City.

All forces from all sides were dispatched, and rescue work began in the face of wind and rain, and the houses in the low areas were evacuated.

But at this time, there is a place where everyone is silent, and the sudden bad weather is tantamount to a catastrophe for them.

In the cave, there was no firewood, and there was no firewood left.

Outside the cave, the rain was still heavy, and the thunder reflected their dead faces.

After taking off their masks, there were still sixteen of them, and the captain was in his fifties, sitting there with a cold face.

The mustache under his nose had a serious smell, and the heavy sword standing beside him was stuck into the ground, enough to see the sharpness of this sword.

According to the predetermined plan, they had no time to track Zheng Yun, even if they knew that the other party should not be far away from them, it was useless to hide in a cave to avoid the rain at this time.

They also relied on the Yuan Spirit as their combat energy, and they couldn't control the erratic power at all.

From time to time, the rocks rushed down the mountain, and a large number of trees fell, and they were not worth mentioning in the face of the power of nature.

"Captain, if we retreat in the rain now, maybe there is still a way to live!"

There are only three days left before the ten-day death attack, and it will take at least three days to get out of here and return to the family.

The ghost couldn't help but speak, this time it wasn't their fault, the sudden bad weather made it impossible for them to fight.

"Do you think that if we don't complete the task, the head of the house will give us the antidote?"

The captain glanced at the ghost, as the deputy captain, he should know very well that as long as the task is not completed, the head of the family will not ask for a reason.

"Are we just waiting here for a ten-day seizure? I'm not reconciled! ”

The ghost clenched his fists, his expression distorted, and for three days, he couldn't move in the cave, could he just wait for ten days to die.

"Who would be willing, but this is our fate, we are ninjas, don't you even have this awareness?"

The captain didn't speak, but the sword soul did.

Ninjas are weapons, and on the battlefield, they either pierce each other's hearts or be cut off by them, and there is no third way to go.

"Tell me, then, what are we going to do next? Just honestly wait for the ten-day seizure? If that's the case, I'd rather kill myself in advance! ”

The ghost gritted his teeth, after so many years of penance, he thought that he could make a name for himself, but he didn't want to die in the hands of the giant poison who had not completed his ambition and would die in ten days.

"Does self-deprecation work? Don't forget, the Decameron will melt into your soul, and the moment you kill yourself, your soul will also be reduced to nothing! ”

Death is a great poison that cannot escape the death of ten days, and it is also one of the most terrifying methods of the Iga family, which is used to complete the sealing work of the top-secret mission, and even if the ninja is caught by mistake, it will not reveal any secret horror poison.

"If you can say that, then tell me, what should I do next?"

The ghost is waiting for the knife soul fiercely, everyone knows that poisoning is incurable, so how can they wait.

"Don't forget, our task is to capture, if we can't, we must kill him, and we can't let others get his body, so since we can't bring it back, let's just destroy it, even after we die, we will stay in the Heroic Soul Hall and enjoy the admiration of our descendants!"

The sword soul pulled out the saber at his waist, the blade that reflected the lightning was extremely sharp, and looking at the long blade in his hand, he knew that his days were numbered.

"Even the soul is gone, what do you still enjoy the admiration of the descendants, except for that wooden sign, does it mean anything to us?"

Listening to the words of the sword soul, the ghost sneered and said, the ashes are gone, and they don't even have a chance to be ghosts, what else do they have to enjoy.

"You're right, souls will dissipate, but don't forget, you still have descendants, if we can enter the Hall of Heroic Souls after death, what will happen to our descendants in the family, you know very well, do you really not care about your children?"

The captain interrupted the quarrel between the two men, and if the quarrel continued, and the person was not found, they would fight in the nest.

"My son is only three years old! I'm reluctant! ”

Speaking of offspring, the ghost clenched his fists, his son was just three years old, and I am afraid that he will not even be able to remember his father's appearance in the future.

He was reluctant to die like this, he still wanted to accompany his wife and children, and he wanted to teach him all his skills.

"Then cheer up and be sure to kill Zheng Yun, only in this way will our wives and children have a foothold in the family and will not be bullied!"

The captain's words lingered in everyone's ears, he was right, they died and there was nothing left, but they still had families.

As long as they are able to live in the Hall of Heroic Souls after death, their families will be respected by others, so this is why many ninjas will fight until the last moment and do not give up.

No one spoke, only low sobs, and they all took out their weapons and began to polish the stone walls.

Even though these weapons are already extremely sharp, they continue to polish them, like a group of terrifying devils who are ready to attack, knowing that there is an abyss of hell that cannot be turned back, but they are still so unhesitating, which will also be the most terrifying place for them.

In the cave, all that was left was the sound of metal rubbing against the stone wall, and they who had only relied on the rain for three days to feed their hunger were now sharp blades.

But at the same time, in another piece of cold wind and howling heaven and earth, in the snow-capped glacier, the ice wall opened again.

"You're recovering so fast!"

Purple Butterfly walked into the ice cave and looked at Su Su sitting on the ice bed, and from her breathing, she could feel that she had healed about seven layers.

It seems that this 10,000-year-old ice bed is indeed a treasure for healing, but ordinary people may not be able to enjoy the terrifying cold at all.

"You get hurt faster!"

Su Su still spoke coldly, and opened her eyes slightly to look at Purple Butterfly who was sitting on the cold ice bed.

Why haven't I seen her for a few days, she seems to have suffered internal injuries again, although it is not serious, but it consumes a lot.

"So what, I just think the ice bed is fun, so can't I come and have fun?"

Purple Butterfly sat cross-legged, she didn't bother to explain too much to a cold person.

"For Ye Chen?"

Su Su always speaks so concisely.

"Jealous?"

Purple Butterfly smiled slightly, but deliberately didn't tell her.

"Boring!"

Su Su no longer paid attention to the purple butterfly, once again held her breath and inhaled the cold qi into her body, and the two women sat opposite each other in the ice cave, and neither of them spoke anymore.

(End of chapter)