(Occasionally out of the palace, don't be surprised to see book friends.) ）

Hayashi Yuri didn't lower his voice, as if he was deliberately letting Yakura hear it. According to Terumi, it would be best if Yakura could give up resistance and fight without blood, but it would be too naïve to take such a position that has no justice at all.

She looked at Zhao Meiming without a trace, the other party lowered his eyes and face, his brown hair covered his eyes, and his eyes were cloudy, and his doubts in his heart were even worse.

It's strange that Terumi is not like a soft-hearted person, why is he so persistent in Yakura, to the point of ridiculousness?

Does anyone understand.

"Yakura."

Terumi muttered silently in her heart, her eyes covered by her long curly hair were out of focus for a short time, and a picture from a long time ago seemed to appear in front of her.

In the black and white memory, the sky was dark, the drifting rain, the twelve or thirteen-year-old Yakura was covered in blood, he ran hysterically, and the silver pupils were full of dazed and desperate.

That deep despair sows the seeds of hatred or ridiculous hope.

"Mizukage-sama!" Several figures broke in, and there was a sound of fighting in the distance, Qing's authority was only the security department, and it had reached the limit of blocking it for so long.

Terumi's body trembled lightly and came back to her senses.

Oops.

According to the beauty of the shadows, they also see clearly that the people who come are all the upper forbearance of the fog. At this time, the people also responded, and one ninja sent the highest level of enemy attack signals, and the others quickly came to Yakura's side to protect him.

The whole process, no matter whether Cangye Asako or Taodi is not chopped, there is no obstacle. After Yakura's "Water Mirror Technique", the idea of an assassination was shattered, and this situation was to be expected.

The ninja who knew how to heal Ninjutsu treated Yakura's wounds, he nodded, and the rest of the ninjas set their sights on the assassin.

The familiar faces are all S-level rebels of the fog hidden, and the warning signs in their hearts have reached the extreme, and finally converge on Terumi Ming.

A middle-aged scarface man spoke: "Lady Terumi, why are you like this?" His tone was complicated, and he knew that if it weren't for the cooperation of Zhaomei, these traitorous ninjas would not have been able to get close to Mizukage.

Faced with the unbelievable questioning of the people in the same village, Terumi looked quite calm.

"Why? Kill me, of course. Yakura retracted all of Miao's forms, his expression cold, "If I die, she will be Mizukage." ”

Mizukage......

Terumi's eyes were in a trance again, and she vaguely remembered that more than ten years ago, during the period of the three generations, Yakura also told her the word "water shadow".

It seemed to be in a cave, she walked towards Yakura, I don't know what to say, the two quarreled, and after a big fight, she subdued Yakura, and then the other party said-

Suddenly, Terumi felt a shock in her heart, and her eyebrows frowned.

She couldn't remember what Yakura said, perhaps, it was a time destined to be forgotten.

At this time, the middle ninja and the upper ninja of the fog came one after another, almost forming a huge encirclement, Asako Aoye, Momochi no longer stood silently behind Terumi Ming, the green face was ugly, but he also walked over without hesitation.

Less than half of the garrison department of the fog is over, and the entire battlefield is divided into two camps, and the number of people on Terumi Ming's side is less than thirty percent, and on the opposite side, more and more ninjas will protect Yakura.

If it weren't for Yakura's methods being too ruthless, and Terumi Ming has recently won the hearts of the people, I'm afraid it wouldn't even be a percent.

"Do you want to die too," Yakura's eyes were cold, and no one wanted to look at him, "as a traitor?" ”

Some people retreat, in this ninja world, probably no one wants to be a traitor, unless they have to.

And there is always too much compulsion in this world. It's okay if you can't help yourself.

Terumi took a deep breath and loudly and frantically, telling the most incredible truth about the fog:

"Mizukage-sama has been controlled by illusion!"

"He's been controlled by the pupil technique of the Sharingan!"

……

The sound was like a tsunami, and everyone, the ninja who was rushing here, forgot their movements at the same moment, and even the medical ninja's medical skills stopped.

In the frozen atmosphere, Yakura was exceptionally calm. The purple pupil struggled slightly for a moment, covering up the light.

"Really, ridiculously."

The person who said this was not Yakura, but the middle-aged scarface man.

"The Uchiha have long since disappeared, and they can control the Hitomi technique of the shadow...... Could it be that there will be a second Madara Uchiha in this world? ”

Terumi was silent, and as far as she could see, most of the entire fog concealment was gathered here.

"I can prove it."

Compared with the original work, blue does not have white eyes to identify, but the fact of determining whether it is controlled through the chakra meridians is not only a white eye.

Mist Hidden has a way to monitor illusions, and over the years, Terumi has collected enough evidence.

In fact, Terumi could not have been assassinated and directly confronted publicly, but that result was not what she wanted to see. What she wants is an intact fog, not a ruined village destroyed by civil strife.

Terumi was very convincing, and many ninjas looked at Yakura, but they didn't expect that, he didn't say a word, and many people's hearts sank.

"How do you need my cooperation?"

After a long time, Yakura suddenly chuckled, and with this sentence, I don't know who made the first move, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Like an explosive that ignites a fire, the hidden danger hidden in the depths of the fog is completely stimulated, and Terumi's face turns pale, and the worst situation in the imagination suddenly appears.

From the very beginning, they knew that there were far more ninjas controlled by illusions than Yakura, otherwise, how could they not be stopped as the water shadow as a human pillar force, and how could they pass a cold-hearted blood mist policy, and why did they bother to find out the people who might be controlled one by one without startling the snake.

Now, after Yakura is exposed, he has let the ninjas under his control kill others, causing civil strife, and he has the intention of destroying the fog. Who is it, and the hatred of the fog is so great.

She looked at Yakura from afar, and the other party smiled sarcastically, and those eyes turned blood red at some point. Write the appearance of the wheel eye.

The whole fog was in chaos, not only this place, but everywhere, it was like there was a long-buried explosive.

Under the cover of fog, how many unsightly things are there? Will of the Mist, what exactly is it?

The fog, mixed with the smell of blood, gradually intensified.

Suddenly, at some point, everyone's attacks failed, and the enemy in front of them was like a virtual projection, and the attack was not real.

Visual illusions?

The sound of the fight gradually faded away, and when the attack became futile, many people did not dare to take the liberty for fear of hurting their comrades.

"This is"

Zhao Meiming turned her head, and she couldn't be sure if what she saw had been refracted by the fog.

Asako Aono sighed, confirming her guess: "That's right, the mirage's 'mirage'." ”

"Is it a psychic beast of the second generation of adults?,That's ......?"

Somewhere in the fog, a large Harry, a tailed beast, swallowed the mist.

On its shell, a short figure scurrows.

"Old friend, one last time...... I'm sorry for you......" The old woman spoke intermittently, as if it was difficult, and every second, she was overdrawing the chakra that was not her age.

The big Harry let out a low wail, and the old woman patted it on the back as if to comfort him.

"Phantom Moon said that the meaning of fog is protection......"

It is precisely because of the fear in the fog that he will put down the sword in his hand to protect himself and the other party, perhaps, this is the original will of the fog.