Konoha Ninja Wants an Ordinary Life

Just as Jiraiya said, Orochimaru did stop not far away, but that was just a moment of pause. The latter just glanced at the pursuers behind him and chose to continue moving forward.

Although he was carrying a middle-aged man weighing ten pounds in his hand, Orochimaru's current speed obviously did not reach his limit, and seemed to be deliberately hanging Jiraiya.

"Mr. Jiraiya, is there something wrong?"

When he looked at Jiraiya with confusion, Orochimaru's movements made him feel something was wrong.

"Orochimaru, that guy just wanted to show me his tricks again."

Orochimaru knows Jiraiya and Jiraiya also knows Orochimaru. As teammates for so many years and as team players for so many years, they have known each other's actions very well.

Orochimaru, who was moving forward, went deep into his pocket with his empty left hand and put a ring in his pocket on the position where the ring should be.

After carrying the ring with a difficult movement, Orochimaru shook the ring with the word "empty" in front of him a few times, and then the faces of Konan and Penn Tiandao appeared in front of him again.

He showed an extremely pleasant smile, [Jiraiya, what kind of expression would you look like if you saw such a scene? It's really exciting]

Since joining Akatsuki, Orochimaru has been imagining such a scene where the touching moment of reunion between master and apprentice. Two different ideas collided together, what an exciting scene it was.

As he thought about it, Jiraiya finally caught up with him, so he immediately let go of Kiyomiya Ishikawa and turned around to block the clogs that were kicking towards his right hand.

"Orochimaru"

Jiraiya looked at the face that was completely different from that in her memory except for her eyes and looked gloomy.

"It seems that your technique has been completed... I didn't expect you to do this disgusting technique..."

"Disgusting?" Orochimaru tilted his head, avoiding Jiraiya's fist, and then immediately kicked Jiraiya's left leg on his forearm. "I don't think so..."

"Learning all the techniques in the world has always been my ideal, and have you said that? A normal person's life span cannot be completed, so, just like I refuted at that time, that's not necessarily the case."

"In more than ten years, I finally completed this technique..."

Jiraiya and Orochimaru fists and feet, and a strong air flow spreads around, causing the surrounding leaves to rustle.

The bold ninjas brought Kiyomi Ishikawa who was randomly abandoned by Orochimaru to the side, but found that his captain had already been staggering and purple, so where was there a little bit of a living aura?

The fog ninjas glanced at the two people who were still fighting and left quickly, without any intention of avenging their captain. After all, it depends on their strength to avenge their strength.

Jirai, who was fighting with Orochimaru, didn't care about the fog ninja who left in a hurry. He was concerned about the only way Orochimaru who was fighting with him and Orochimaru's sudden change in fighting.

In Jiraiya's eyes, Orochimaru's physical skills were not straightforward as they are now, but should make full use of his body as soft as a snake to fight in a roundabout way.

【What is wrong?】

Jiraiya muttered in his heart, then his eyes swept past, and a small ring suddenly came into his eyes.

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The white font suddenly entered Jiraiya's sight, and in an instant, bound Jiraiya's sight to him without paying attention to the howling fist.

Jiraiya suddenly took several steps back, and then immediately asked, "What is your hand? Orochimaru."

【Did you finally notice it?】

Orochimaru raised his hand with the ring and asked knowingly, "Are you talking about this? Is there anything wrong?"

"What is that!!!" Jiraiya asked angrily.

"Why should I tell you?" Orochimaru put his hand down again, "If you want to know, why not look for it yourself as usual?"

"After all, you won't believe what I said."

The scarlet tongue flipped up and down in the air, Orochimaru thought that his purpose had been achieved and his intention to leave was revealed.

So his face changed, and a crazy poisonous snake surged out of his sleeves, lit up the poisonous fangs shining with strange light in the direction of Jiraiya.

The long white hair surged, wrapping Jiraiya inside, and the sharp hair that stood up turned Jiraiya into a hedgehog.

The venomous snakes that attempted to inject venom into Jiraiya's body were pierced by their hair, leaving behind blood from the filthy land.

Orochimaru looked at Jiraiya who was wrapped in a bunch, and smiled slightly at the spy he arranged in Konoha and quickly drilled into the soil.

...

Standing on the big ship returning, Jiraiya absent-mindedly tapped the edge of the wooden ship with his fingers, and his confused eyes swept over the moon-looking view standing beside him from time to time.

"Mr. Jiraiya, are you okay?"

"No problem." Jiraiya smiled very reluctantly, and replied while gently patting the hull with his hands.

"But..." Your condition was not right. Before the second half of the sentence in Wangyuejing's throat was squeezed out, he was interrupted by Jiraiya.

"No matter when it is, you will not be your turn to care about this matter. You are too young."

Jiraiya first rejected the concern of Wangyuejing, and then said, "I am not so depressed that I have to let others comfort me. However, when Wangyuejing, I will ask you to write a task report when I go back this time."

Looking at Jiraiya's sudden change of smile, he nodded heavily when looking at the moonlight.

At this moment, on a certain island, Orochimaru turned on the lighting lights along the long corridor, then turned on a hidden mechanism on the wall, and skillfully entered the pre-designed password.

Two seconds later, with a rumbling sound, the wall behind Orochimaru opened, and a dazzling white light shot out.

Orochimaru walked into the laboratory that was as bright as daylight, came straight to a thin experimental subject, and brought the already crazy waste to the center of the laboratory and threw it on the ground at will.

He didn't have to worry about the guy who had lost his ability to move to escape, so he took out the scroll that had just vomited out from his mouth, spread it out, and placed it on the ground.

"I hope my prediction is correct..." Orochimaru murmured, then took out a ball of flesh and blood from a snake's mouth and applied it to the center of the scroll.

"The art of spiritual reincarnation in the filthy land."