In a tree hole in the Forest of Death, Ming Jing and Yue Xi were sitting by the campfire. The two of them watched the flames dancing in boredom, and with the patter of rain outside, it seemed as if the whole world was sleeping. Not long after, there was a sound coming from outside.
There were footsteps, and then a tall figure lifted up the wooden board blocking the entrance of the cave and walked in.
"Pheasant, fish, and two rabbits." Walking to the bonfire, Qingyan untied his robe and put down the cleaned prey. Yuexi took out a scroll from the satchel around his waist and spread it out.
, made a seal with both hands and pressed on the scroll. There was only a "bump" sound, and there were some pots, pans, and various condiments on the ground.
"As for the pheasant, let's make a beggar's chicken, fish for soup, and two rabbits for roasting." Ming Jing glanced at it and said with a smile.
"Okay." Yue Xi nodded gently, and followed Ming Jing's instructions, processing the food in a leisurely manner. Ming Jing swallowed, and concentrated on watching Yue Xi making the dishes, while Qing Yan controlled the heat. Suddenly,
Ming Jing turned his head to look outside and said with a smile: "Huh? A guest is here, I'll go and entertain him."
Yuexi was stunned, stopped what he was doing, and then continued working after a while: "Master, please be safe!"
"Yeah!" Ming Jing twisted his neck and walked out. The rain outside seemed to be getting heavier. He looked around, smiled and shouted: "Don't hide, I know you are here. All of you are here."
, or should we go together?" After waiting for a while, the sound of rain was still the same, and the sound of wind was still the same...
"Ha... If that's the case, then I'll do it myself." Ming Jing squinted his eyes, slowly raised his hand, and then completed the seal in an instant: "Wind Release·Bai Feng Blade!" The next second
, nearly a hundred translucent wind blades as thin as cicada wings appeared next to Ming Jing.
Under the control of Ming Jing, the wind blade rotated in the air and then flew towards the surrounding trees and grass.
"What?!" Those people hiding in the dark were startled and jumped out of their hiding places. After counting, there were exactly three teams. After the nine people on the opposite side jumped out, they made a tacit choice.
It falls in three directions, just surrounding the mirror in the middle.
"I remember you, that kid from the Hino family. It seems that you have found a good partner!" Ming Jing suddenly looked at one of the teams and said with a smile.
"For the mission, those of us who are not strong enough have no choice but to do this." Hinabou stood up, looked at Ming Jing with solemn eyes and said: "So, please cooperate with us! Give the scroll in your hand to us.
We’ll be fine.”
"I'm curious. You have three teams. How do you divide the scrolls you grabbed? Or do you think each team needs different scrolls?" Ming Jing put his hands behind his back and looked at the nine people opposite him with some confusion.
road.
"You still have ten seconds to think about it!" Hinobou seemed to have not heard Ming Jing's question. His muscles were tense, as if he was ready to attack at any time.
"You will answer." Ming Jing moved his fingers behind his back, and nearly a hundred wind blades that had disappeared into the forest reappeared behind those people!
Seeing that the nine people were about to be sliced open by the wind blade, Hinabou squatted on the ground in the blink of an eye, bit his finger and pressed with one hand: "Psychic Technique: Shantou Gate!"
With a sound of "Boom!", two large earth-colored frogmen who looked a bit like kappa appeared in front of the mirror. The two frogmen spread their arms and actually protected all nine people on the opposite side. The wind blade cut on
There were only a few deep marks left on the two frogmen.
"Huh..." Hinobo squatted on the ground panting, looking up at the mirror, with a bit more fear in his eyes. The guy in front of him obviously looked about the same age as him, but he was much stronger than him.
. However, he is only one person!
At this moment, a figure fell from the sky and hit the mirror like a meteorite.
"Huh? Interesting." Ming Jing was stunned, and when he saw Hinobou's confident smile, he couldn't help but feel a little interested. He raised one hand, grabbed the calf of the man who fell from the sky, and smashed it to the ground!
"Bump!" With a sound, the figure was smashed directly into the soil. Ming Jing stepped on the man's back, immediately suppressing him and making him unable to move.
"So that's it, what a good battle plan!" He glanced down at this man, and as soon as his mind turned, he knew that this guy had gone to the sky. The psychic technique used by Hinobou was to emerge from the earth.
, and this person stood where the mountain boy broke out of the ground, using that force to lift himself into the air. Then he climbed up the tree and found a place to hide.
At this moment when Ming Jing was distracted, in the eyes of Hinobo's companions, this was a very good opportunity for a sneak attack. So, those people started to attack together without any discussion. Suddenly, various kunai, shurikens, and senbons were facing each other.
The mirror was thrown over. Looking at the picture, it seemed like money was being showered in the sky.
"Wind Release: Pressure!" Ming Jing formed a seal with his hands and took a sharp breath.
As soon as Hinobo saw Ming Jing's seal, he shouted in a panic: "Hurry and hide behind the mountain boy!"
"It's too late!" Another tall and strong man who had been following Hinabou gritted his teeth and pressed Hinabou on top of him, turning his back to the terrifying ninjutsu that was about to come.
"Hoo!" Ming Jing spat out at those kunai, shurikens, and senbons. The huge wind and waves directly blew these hidden weapons back at a faster speed. Trees and flowers with thinner branches, as well as some slightly smaller ones,
Some of the rocks were blown away and broken.
These hidden weapons were like bullets, "dong dong nails" embedded in the tree trunks and boulders, and only a very small part hit the group of people. But even so, after the wind and waves stopped, then people
Everyone has scars, big and small, on their bodies.
Ming Jing walked over, looked at the nine people lying on the ground, with only their chests still rising, and said, "Now, you can hand over the scroll!"
"I can give you the scroll, but I hope you can let us go." Hinabou sat up with difficulty, looked up at the mirror and said.
"Okay!" Ming Jing nodded.
Hinobou didn't expect Ming Jing to agree so happily. He looked at Ming Jing seriously, as if he wanted to carve Ming Jing into his memory: "I believe you, Wumen Guards, give it to him!"
"By the way, is your mission really the same as I guessed?" Ming Jing watched the man named Wumenwei put the two scrolls on the place. He did not pick them up immediately, but looked at Hinobo and asked.
"Yes, our three teams have different tasks. Our team's task is to capture the Scroll of Heaven and send it to the central tower. The other two teams also capture the Scroll. However, what they need to grab is the Scroll of Earth and the Scroll of Man.
." Hinabou felt that there was nothing to hide in this kind of thing, so he nodded happily and replied.
"Heaven, Earth, Man...Besides these three kinds of scrolls, have you seen any others?" Ming Jing continued to ask.
"Not yet." Hinabou shook his head.
"Let's go! I won't be in such a good mood next time." Ming Jing waved with one hand, and the two scrolls placed on the ground by the fifth guard floated into his hands. Hinobou nodded with a wry smile, and then helped