Listening to the conversation between Smog and Orochimaru, Mitsurugi's scalp went numb for a while, and then he saw Smog suddenly dissipate into a cloud of invisible black smoke.

The twin snakes were entangled in the air, and in an instant, the bulging black mist turned into a pitch-black sickle. The sharp sword carried a cold light. The blood splattered and drenched Mitenashi Red Bean's body into a **** man.

Her body was stiff, and she fell straight to the ground, and the diffused black mist gathered back and condensed into a human shape. Smog looked down at Mitarai Red Bean, and looked into the distance, licking her lips and making a weird laugh. Orochimaru.

"Is the body atomized into particles? It's really unheard of ninjutsu. Or, this is some kind of special blood limit!"

Orochimaru's eyes lit up, thinking secretly in his heart, he developed a strong interest in this unknown guy.

Xueji boundary, a kind of ninjutsu that is inherited and developed through genes through blood relationship, or the "trait elite officer" derived from it, generally cannot be learned by people outside the blood of the same family, unless through some special means.

"Who are you?"

Orochimaru stared at Smog with interest, and the other party's last move showed that he had no malice towards him, which was even more worthy of curiosity.

"The Eleventh Apostle, Smog!" Smog gently took off his mask, revealing a slightly wrinkled and cracked face. If this face is real, then he has no information about Orochimaru. It had appeared in the data, and it was a completely unfamiliar face.

"Apostle?!!" Orochimaru narrowed his eyes into a slit, as if he could see through Smog's body. He didn't smell the flow of chakra from the other party's body, and even if he closed his eyes, he couldn't feel it at all. The existence of the person in front of him, on the contrary, looked like a dead body standing upright: "The apostle sounds like the name of some kind of organization, I've never heard of it before, is it a secret organization similar to Akatsuki?"

As the man who has developed and mastered the most forbidden techniques in the ninja world, Orochimaru knows that there are some weird forbidden techniques that can hide his Chakra fluctuations, but.... his keen sense of smell tells him that this guy who calls himself an apostle , not to hide the fluctuations of chakra, but, it does not contain chakra.

"A strange and strange body, if it is used as a container..." Orochimaru's eyes were rolling, and he looked at Smog with profound eyes, and all kinds of dangers unconsciously surfaced in his heart. Insidious thoughts.

"I would also like to thank you for saving me, a student who has not made any progress at all. Always thinking about dying with the enemy can't make a difference, Red Bean." Orochimaru half squatted down, his eyes were cold and cruel, he said faintly: "Go back and tell the old man that there are children I need to observe in this Chunin exam, but don't stop this exam, otherwise, it's hard for me to guarantee that I will do something crazy!"

"It's Sasuke Uchiha? Why?" Mitarai Anko's eyes widened, and there was a trace of hatred in his pupils that he couldn't hide.

"Because of talent and talent, this is how the ninja world is. Only those who are truly talented are qualified to be active in the center of the stage, while those without talent can only die in obscurity." Orochimaru stretched out his hand and gently stroked Mitsuwashi's cheek, The voice was so cold that there was no trace of temperature: "I rarely come back to Konoha, but I don't want to leave in disappointment!"

The voice fell.

Orochimaru glanced at Smog, turned and dived deep into the dark forest. Smog put the mask on his face again, and lightly tapped his feet. There was a dull sonic boom in the air, flashing body. The shapes are juxtaposed beside Orochimaru.

The four strangely distorted monsters' hands were inserted into the ground, the space was separated and isolated, and two figures stood facing each other in the dark purple space.

"Tell me, some old guy who likes to peep can't see it, what purpose can you say." The purple eye shadow revealed under the golden pupils, Orochimaru said faintly.

Smog swept over the four "monsters" that maintained the formation, and let out a strange and inexplicable laughter. He felt that the world was getting more and more in line with his heart.

"From the memory captured by that corpse, I've heard your name, Orochimaru." Smog put his hands in his trouser pockets, and behind him a cloud of black mist slowly evaporated above his head, like a cloud of ink. , the black lines are weirdly weaving into a spooky and absurd pattern, "I want to know, what does this picture mean?"

The dark fog was woven together, like terrifying tentacles rippling on the top of the head, but in the middle of the solid and terrifying body was like a fallen tree trunk. His face changed suddenly, his brows were furrowed into pimples, his eyes were staring at Smog, but his heart seemed to be a huge wave: "This is the secret of the Xiao organization, how can the apostle in front of you know this? "

The pattern on the "door" is a reminder to the world, and it is also the key to opening the world from the inside, so he must first figure out the meaning of the "pattern".

"It seems that my luck is good. Your expression tells me that you know the meaning of this picture." Smog's eyes revealed a gleaming gleam. Spreading out, he stared at Orochimaru and said word by word, "Tell me!"

"Where did you see this picture?" Orochimaru asked without answering.

"A door ~lightnovelpub.net~ is engraved with this pattern!"

"Why do you want to know what this is?"

"This is the key to opening the door!"

Answering a riddle like a riddle consumes Smog's few patience. If not, even if he kills the other party, he may not be able to get the memory in the other party's mind. Smog has already started at this moment.

Orochimaru rubbed a ring on his finger with a sinister smile, and he said: "I do know what this picture means, and I even saw the real thing not long ago, but... …just to settle my stupid student for me just now is far from enough to pay for the value of this information.”

"The picture represents the real thing, have you seen it before?" Smoker suddenly clenched his five fingers, and the black mist above his head folded into a dark whip around his arm.

"Yes, I can take you there, but the premise is that you have to do two things for me!" Orochimaru met Smogson's cold eyes without fear, licking his lips with his tongue, and his whole body was equally radiant. With a sinister and strange dangerous atmosphere.