I’m in Konoha: I Have a Mosquito Power

After a while, Orochimaru finally thought about it.

"Qingkong-kun, I have to admit that this proposal of yours is indeed very tempting, well, I promise you, as long as you can do what you said, all my experimental techniques will be given to you."

"So, happy cooperation?"

"certainly."

After the deal was concluded, a few more details were discussed, and Orochimaru left first.

Qingkong glanced in the distance, Sasuke is currently in a coma, Haruno Sakura has no choice but to keep shouting the names of Sasuke and Naruto next to him.

Several crows quacked and flew over the forest.

Qingkong narrowed his eyes, but didn't participate in the matter anymore, he jumped off the tree trunk, and then went to find the tooth and Hinata to meet.

have to say.

Although Sasuke and Naruto are weak now, they are not easy to kill.

One is carrying Kurama, and the other has an elder brother behind him. Whoever dares to really kill them is the one who hangs himself and wants to die by himself.

Orochimaru, Orochimaru won't work either.

"Ha, I can finally eat something warm."

night.

The eighth class was resting in a mountain col. They lighted a fire, and there was a whole tiger roasting on it.

Well, it's the tiger, the king of beasts.

The dead forest is indeed very strange, not only there are many poisons, but also upgraded species, even huge tigers are in groups.

Inuzuka tooth tore off a large piece of meat, and while shouting that it was hot, he took a bite.

He gobbled it up and said vaguely: "Qingkong, what is the origin of Orochimaru? It looks too scary."

When Hinata heard the words, he couldn't help raising his head and looking towards Qingkong.

After smiling, Qingkong said, "One of the third generation disciples, Konoha Sannin, but now he is an S-rank rebel, and his strength is Kage-level...Well, see him later, you can hide You can hide as far as you can. If you can't avoid it, then tell me my name. Maybe it will save your lives."

"Third Generation disciple? Kage-level?"

Inuzuka's face changed, but he didn't expect the opponent's strength to be so high, with such a big backing.

"Then what did he come to Konoha for, don't we need to report it?"

"Konoha already knows, we don't need to do anything."

"Oh, this is best."

Inuzuka nodded, reached out his hand to turn over the barbecue, and stopped thinking about it.

The key is that it is too troublesome, far beyond the scope of his ability.

Nothing happened overnight.

Turning the sky around, the Qingkong trio put out the fire pit and set off again.

And in the camp where they left, there were six dead bodies of ninjas that had been so cold.

These are all the prey that was attracted after seeing the fire of the bonfire last night.

The eighth class of art masters is bold, let alone Qingkong, which cannot be calculated by common sense.

They don't care about survival in the wild, and they can't ignite their own rules.

Anyway, whoever dares to come over, kill them all.

"Well, the scrolls are all gathered, shall we rush to the most central tower?"

Throwing down the scroll in his hand, Inuzukaya turned his head and asked.

"Go normally, suck some blood by the way, and then improve your strength." Qingkong waved his hand.

"good!"

"Hi!"

Ya and Hinata have nothing to do, and both agreed.

Slowly walking all the way, the eighth class is relaxed and comfortable, as if it was a vacation.

As for what happened to the seventh class, or might be attacked by the Toss trio, Qingkong didn't care about it, let alone participate.

It was the fifth day in a blink of an eye.

"Sandstorm funeral!!"

When approaching the tower, the Qingkong trio ran into the Gaara team. He was slaughtering several ninjas from Rain Shinobi Village.

A sandstorm was buried, and several Rain Shinobi were directly squeezed into a rain of blood.

"Kamiya Qingkong, I remember you."

After killing all the people, Gaara turned her head to face the eighth class as if she was okay.

Of course, this is also why Qingkong didn't hide their figure, they just walked out straight out.

"Ah, so what?"

Qingkong yawned and responded boringly.

"So handsome..."

Temari's complexion was slightly red, and he turned his head in embarrassment. Under the influence of Qingkong, the little heart that had just been scared by Gaara felt a lot of relief.

"Kill the so-called genius ninja, this is the meaning of my existence, do it, otherwise you will have no chance."

Gaara said blankly, obviously not joking.

This serious mental illness.

Qingkong curled his lips and said: "I am also very interested in killing a pretender like you, so let's not talk more nonsense, just take it with you."

Speaking of doing it, Qingkong raised his right hand, and millions of mosquitoes changed combinations, and a storm vortex was formed soon.

Then he waved his hand.

The storm vortex collapsed completely, directly covering the area of ​​tens of meters in which Gaara was located.

Boom~~

With a loud noise, the sky collapsed.

Standing outside the circle, Temari and Kankuro were dumbfounded.

This horse is Konoha Genin?

Dear, with this destructive power, you are afraid that you will go to heaven.

Click, click~

A little voice came from the smoke and dust.

Gaara is not dead yet, because he has an automatic body-protecting sand that turns into an egg at a critical moment and protects him.

However, Gaara was not entirely without Qingkong's blow.

His right arm was drooping, as if there were no bones, and the blood was slowly flowing down on it, completely unable to move.

"My blood? Jie Jie~~"

With an unhuman laughter, Gaara slowly raised her head and looked directly at Qingkong in front of her with murderous eyes.

"It hurt me...I'm going to kill you, kill you!!".

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