I’m in Konoha: I Have a Mosquito Power

"God?"

The portrait sneered and said: "For some people, it may be, but for more people, I am more of a demon."

"The Devil..."

Whispering the word softly, Kimimaro's eyes are getting brighter, because he is not afraid of the dark, but does not want to live alone.

It's like a weed, no one notices even if it dies. That kind of meaningless life is what Kimimaro doesn't want.

"Master Demon King, are you... are you here to take me away?"

"Yes, Kimimaro, I need you to fight for me instead of wasting my life in this dirty prison and living humble."

The portrait stretched out a hand and said, "Come on, Kimimaro, as the knight chosen by the devil, you should set off now."

"As... you wish, my lord!"

Excited, Kimimaro knelt down on one knee, then reached out a hand and placed it in the portrait's hand.

As if sinking into a quagmire.

Kimimaro slowly disappeared into the prison, and the idol was also empty.

In a forest a few miles away from the Yoruichi clan.

One big and one small, two figures emerged from the ground, it was Kimimaro who had just disappeared, and he was an adult, opening the special Sharingan Qingkong.

Cold face, dark eyes, plus a slender black robe.

Don't say, Qingkong's current appearance is indeed a bit of a devil's meaning.

Kimimaro believes in this even more.

After breathing a few breaths of fresh air, he knelt down in front of Qingkong again, and said solemnly: "Master Devil, thank you for your salvation and need. Kimimaro swears to God that in the future, he will kill all enemies for the Lord. Back!"

"Well, you are interested Kimimaro."

Qingkong smiled slightly, helped Kimimaro up, patted his shoulder and said: "I feel your will, but your current strength is not enough. Let's practice hard first. I look forward to your performance in the future."

"Yes, my lord!"

Kimimaro nodded firmly, full of expectation in his heart.

For the next two days, Qingkong stayed in the forest to teach Kimimaro, and of course he was also monitoring the movements of the Hui Yoruichi clan.

On Kirigakure's side, the clone was still pretending to be a hawker, and Tenten went to the street to sell goods so as not to be exposed.

"Meet again, sunny."

"It's Terumi Mei, good morning."

When they met on the street again, Qingkong smiled and said hello. As for Sunny, it was his alias now.

Terumi Mei also smiled, bending her mouth and said, "How has the business been in the past two days? Has it met your expectations?"

"Very good, the villagers in Kirigakure are very kind and often come to patronize my business."

"Haha, you are really optimistic."

Terumi Mei couldn't help but shook her head, because her family knew her family affairs.

Kirigakure, who is implementing the blood fog policy, is under great pressure from top to bottom, whether it is a ninja or ordinary people.

Once there is a slight disturbance, everyone will be vigilant and extremely nervous.

Still kind?

That's not Mist Shinobi of blood in Terumi Mei's eyes at all.

"Since the business is good, then you continue to cheer."

Turning around, Terumi Mei considered it, and finally couldn't help but wave his hand: "The village is not very safe these days. You'd better not go out at night, otherwise something will happen, and such a nice little brother will just disappear. It’s really a shame."

"..."

Shrimp? Are you being molested?

Seeing Terumi Mei leaving behind, Qingkong couldn't help but twitched his mouth.

God is so fragrant that the jade is lost, is this a vocabulary that can be used on men, it is enough.

Pushing his own car, Qingkong changed a place to continue selling goods.

However, after Terumi Mei's reminder, he could feel that he might not be far from the rebellion of the Kei Yoruichi clan.

After all, Kirigakure is already aware of it.

In a blink of an eye, another day and night passed.

The Qingkong body, who was resting in the forest outside Kirigakure, suddenly opened his eyes.

"My lord, what's the matter?"

Kimimaro also stopped practicing and asked suspiciously.

"The Kei Yoruichi clan has started a riot and is on the way to Kirigakure. This is their last craziness. Come and see it with me."

"Yes!"

Kimimaro has no emotions, even if it is related to the decline and death of the Hui Yoruichi clan.

Ten minutes later.

The two came to a hillside, and members of the Kei Yoruichi clan gathered here, but they couldn't make any further progress.

Because Kirigakure had been prepared for a long time, he sent a large number of ninjas to come and besiege the Yoruichi people.

"kill!"

"go to hell!"

"Water Style, Great Waterfall Technique!"

In all directions, they are all ninjas of Mist Shinobi.

Even the members of the Kei Yoruichi clan are very powerful and resistant to beatings, but facing enemies several times theirs, they are now defeated and at a disadvantage.

"Damn it! Ahhh~~ Tang Song's Dance!"

Among the Hui Yoruichi clan, Kimimaro is not the only one who has Dead Bone Pulse.

Other members of the inner clan, including the patriarch, can also use their own bones to fight.

It's just that their blood is not as pure as Kimimaro, and the hardness of their bones is much worse.

Facing the siege of six or seven Mist Shinobi Jōnin, even if the patriarch of Kaguya was very leathery, he killed the other two with recklessness.

But in the end, he was hacked to death.

As soon as the Kaguya patriarch died, the rest of the clansmen fought their own way, and it was only a matter of time before the end of the clan.

the other side.

Qingkong is about to have a meal too, he just waved with one hand, and he manipulated an army of hundreds of thousands of mosquitoes, dispersed and then arrived on the battlefield.

One word, sucking on horses!

Of those corpses lying on the ground, one was counted as one, whether it was from the Hui Yoruichi clan or the ninja from Kirigakure, Qingkong never let it go.

He even sucked even those living people who were still breathing.

Ten!

Hundreds!

More and more were absorbed, and gradually, Qingkong felt that his abilities had reached saturation again. .

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