Yue Xi and Qing Yan stood behind their young master, calmly watching Ming Jing's series of actions. In their hearts, Ming Jing's illusion skills were undoubtedly the strongest! There would never be any accidents.
It was under this situation of absolute trust that they suddenly noticed that the ANBU ninja's body was twitching. The two looked at each other, a little confused. The next moment, the ANBU suddenly opened his eyes, bright red.
The three magatama in the eyeballs rotated crazily and connected together.
"What kind of eyes are these?!" Yuexi felt as if she was being stared at by a terrifying beast. She subconsciously took a step back and asked with a pale face.
"The one before was the Sharingan. I saw it on Master Itachi. But, the one behind..." Qingyan was not so frightened as Yuexi that he stepped back, but his face didn't look very good either. At that moment,
He felt as if he had been stripped naked.
"Master!..." Yue Xi looked at Ming Jing with a worried expression. However, she did not act rashly because she did not know much about illusions and could not tell what to do about the current situation.
"Don't worry!" Qing Yan quickly adjusted, and comforted Yue Xi: "In the field of illusion, the young master will not lose."
At this time, Ming Jing was also confused, and a group of idiots were running back and forth in his heart. Before Ming Jing could react, the Fourth Mizukage completed the seal: "Fire Release? Storm Dance!"
"So fast!" Ming Jing's face changed. Almost as soon as the Fourth Mizukage started to form the seal, this ninjutsu was already released. I saw a fire dragon spiraling towards Ming Jing, with flames all over the top, bottom, left and right.
There is absolutely no way to avoid it!
"Ha..." Ming Jing smiled slightly and stood still, letting the flames pass through him directly. The Fourth Mizukage maintained the posture of the last hand seal, as if he was frozen again, sitting there motionless,
Only the Sharingan in his eyes slowly rotated.
Mingjing bent down, his eyes facing the Mangekyo Sharingan: "Huh! If Uchiha Obito is here, I need to worry. But it's just a little power of the Mangekyo Sharingan, that's all.
Do you dare to be so presumptuous?" After saying that, Ming Jing put two fingers on the Yondaime Mizukage's forehead, narrowed his eyes and continued: "It's indecent to come back but not to reciprocate, so I'll return the favor a little!"
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Ming Jing slowly opened his eyes, and immediately felt two concerned eyes from behind. So, he turned back to Yue Xi and Qing Yan, smiled slightly, and said, "I'm fine." When Yue Xi saw Ming Jing's smile, the worry in his heart disappeared.
She put it down. Like Qingyan, she nodded lightly.
"Interesting, I didn't expect you have quite a lot of experience." Ming Jing looked down at the ANBU, and the other person's eyes had returned to their original appearance. At this time, he looked at Ming Jing with fear, because he knew,
Spiegel really looked at his memory.
"I didn't expect that even the restriction of the brain in the vat can't stop you!" The determination in the man's eyes receded, and his body became more decadent.
"There's no need for this!" Ming Jing said with a smile: "I'm not interested in those things in your Mist Ninja Village, and I don't want to get involved. As for your mission, just give up!"
The man rolled his eyes and looked at Ming Jing and said: "Anbu, there are only two choices: completing the mission and dying!"
"Really? I remember that there was no Ninja Village who issued such an order before? For example, if you see Konoha White Fang, you can give up the mission without being punished, and if you encounter the golden lightning wave Feng Minato, you can also choose to give up the mission!"
Ming Jing was stunned and said with some curiosity and confusion.
"Haha!" The man sneered and asked: "Then do you have the reputation of Konoha White Fang and Golden Lightning?"
"Sigh... As an ANBU, you talk a bit too much!"
"..."
So, Ming Jing left with great satisfaction. He felt that under his reminder, the ANBU reawakened the cold temperament of being an ANBU. Yuexi and Qingyan followed Ming Jing, and she asked: "Master, what's next?
What should I do?”
"Don't worry, let's go find Fenghua Xiaoxue and Third Taifu first!" Ming Jing waved his hand and said calmly.
After capturing the two ANBU of the Mist Ninja Village, Ming Jing asked Momoeko to take Fenghua Koyuki and Santafu to a temporary residence. When the three of them arrived at the place, they found Momoeko standing outside on guard duty.
After hearing the footsteps, Momoko made a defensive posture and asked, "Who is it?" Ming Jing responded loudly, and Momoko sensibly stepped out of the way.
However, before the three of them left the room, they heard Fenghua Xiaoxue crying from inside the room. The three of them looked at each other and slowed down at the same time. The girl was crying and emphasized over and over again that she did not want to continue like this.
Go down. This kind of life is not what she wants, and she does not want to take responsibility.
Soon, the third husband's voice came: "Your Highness! You are not only our hope, but also the hope of the Snow Country. Do you still remember the Daimyo's words? You can bring spring to the Snow Country!"
"Isn't it inappropriate to place your hopes on a little girl?" Yuexi said with a slight frown.
"Who told her she was the daimyo's daughter?" Ming Jing shrugged his shoulders and had no intention of eavesdropping anymore. He knocked on the door and waited until it was quiet before pushing the door open and entering.
"Prime Minister!" The third wife didn't expect Ming Jing to come to them so soon, and his expression was a little nervous. After all, he had seen the strength of the three people in front of him.
"Your Royal Highness, Mr. Third Taifu." Ming Jing greeted gently, noticing that the red circles in Fenghua Xiaoxue's eyes had not receded, he took out a silk scarf from his arms and handed it over.
"Eh?!" Fenghua Xiaoxue was stunned and subconsciously took the scarf.
With a holy smile on his face, Ming Jing poured down a bowl of chicken soup: "When you are sad, you will feel better if you cry."
"Thank you..." Fenghua Xiaoxue's nose felt sour and she almost shed tears.
"You're welcome," Ming Jing nodded, then looked at the third wife and said: "We have just received relevant information from two ANBU of Mist Ninja Village. You are wanted by Mist Ninja Village because Fenghua Furious Waves was in Mist Ninja Village.
Failed the mission. However, even this is not enough for the Mist Ninja Village to use ANBU. I know from their memories that the Mist Ninja Village seems to have taken a fancy to your country's armor. So, are the blueprints of the armor in your hands?
On your body?"
"There are only three and a half sets of the kind of armor you mentioned in the entire Snow Kingdom. Moreover, there are no blueprints at all." The third husband said with a wry smile.
Ming Jing's expression condensed and his tone became more serious: "What do you mean three and a half sets? There are no drawings. Do you mean that this kind of armor cannot be mass-produced?" In fact, since he remembered the performance of the armor, Ming Jing also thought
Get more equipment for the police station...
"Three and a half sets means that only three sets are complete, and the other is only half a set." The third husband glanced at the mirror and hesitated before continuing: "This kind of chakra armor was designed by the daimyo.
Made by the daimyo himself. In fact, there were original drawings, but before the daimyo passed away, he suddenly burned the drawings and all related materials..."
"Burn?!" Ming Jing couldn't help but widen his eyes. He felt as if he had been humiliated. Such a powerful thing was burned just because it was said to be burned?