People in Hokage can become stronger by sacrificing to the evil gods of restraint

"Something is wrong, something is very wrong."

Not all miners Kimura Ling can intercept successfully.

Some of the teams that were close to the meeting point, or who took an unusual path, eventually completed their convergence with the large army.

But the lot eventually counted the number of people and found that the number of converging people was less than half that he expected.

Because the vanishing teams were all connected to the pot, he didn't know what was going on.

"Could it be that it was killed by the ninja of Sunahi?"

"It's okay, there are fewer people, let's attack the city according to the original plan."

Far away in the base camp of the cult, he held a map in his hand, on which he planned the route to attack the capital of the Land of Wind.

He planned to deliberately pass through some villages if possible, and then trick the miners into killing.

There are dark parts of people's hearts.

With the right seduction, everyone can become the devil.

This is what the lot wants, and ruling the country of wind is not his ultimate goal.

He hopes to turn the entire Land of Winds into a purgatory on earth.

After finalizing the plan, Lot passed his ideas to the front through a spiritual network.

The army moved like this, and this feeling of a decisive battle made the lot very enjoyable.

But not long after the army moved, it met the first resistance.

Some soldiers began to vomit up and down, lying on the ground unable to move.

The lot immediately ordered a thorough investigation and found that they had eaten food from a certain convoy that happened to pass by nearby.

This is clearly a trap.

In order not to affect the progress of the army, the lot could only be ordered to be abandoned in place.

As a result, the number of troops dropped by 5%, but the progress of the march was also completed by 5%.

"A group of untrained 'wild men' really have no discipline at all!"

In addition to the anger of the lot, he also understood one thing.

That is, across from the chessboard he had laid out, another chess player had already sat down.

In this world where fights are started without saying a word, having such a soulmate also makes the lot excited.

As soon as he got excited, he habitually drilled his fingers wildly on his temples.

For a while, red and white splashed everywhere.

"But I also have to thank you, my opponent."

As the saying goes, your opponent is often your best mirror.

The lot immediately realized that discipline was his biggest deficiency at the moment.

He immediately made up accordingly.

But one problem was solved, and another problem appeared.

His supply lines were cut off.

Because food was not available for a while, some people could not help it, so they became deserters.

All of a sudden, another 5% of the troops were lost in the sector, and the team had just marched 17%.

Next, the other party made a series of moves.

It's like peeling an onion, weakening the forces of the lot layer by layer, and the means used are all unheard of.

For example, taking advantage of the night, send someone outside the army to play the traditional instrument of the Land of the Wind.

Arousing the soldiers' homesickness, many people said on the spot that they wanted to go home.

For example, they worked hard to come to a village, and when they were just about to go on a killing spree, they found that the people had already run away.

The village is not only full of job advertisements, but also a successful case.

To add credibility, photos of the parties were also pasted in the case.

Many people saw their familiar people from above, and they also turned their armor one after another.

In short, by the last 50 kilometers, there were less than 10,000 people and horses in the lot, which can be said to be one in ten.

"Oh!! What a formidable opponent! "

The stronger the opponent, the more excited the lot.

He was now drilling his temples with both hands, and the feeling of his fingers stirring in his head made Lot roll his eyes.

"That's the only way to do it."

After the excitement, the lot went into sage mode.

Although the team is constantly shrinking, the remaining are all faithful believers who have been brainwashed by the cult.

And at this point, he can teach some cult "divine arts".

For example, self-detonation.

Nearly 10,000 flesh and blood bombs, I believe that they will definitely leave a surprise for the other party.

"I may really be inferior to you in terms of schemes."

"But behind me is a great god-sama, what do you have?"

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"10,000 people, it seems that it can't affect anything anymore..."

Kimura Ling Ren was also calculating.

In the past few days, he has weakened the opponent's forces through various methods, and now the 10,000 people who are out of control can no longer pose a threat to his mission.

That is to say, if he is a little more ruthless, he can directly open up and burn those people to ashes.

"Hey! You guy!

"Obviously you said you wanted to watch me dance, but now you are absent-minded, and I won't dance if you continue like this!"

Temari has already discovered that Kimura Lingren fed her fat definitely on purpose!

Since she showed that she wanted to lose weight, Kimura began to encourage her to dance.

It is said that it can not only lose weight, but also train a good body.

I went around in circles for a long time, and I just wanted to watch me dance.

Obviously she said it directly, she didn't refuse to agree, she was really an unfrank guy.

Temari suddenly remembered the tsundere that the other party said when he continued to correspond with the "warrior of love" a few days ago.

It should be said that it is Kimura Lingren, right?

"Good, good, jump."

Seeing that Temari was about to get angry, Kimura Lingto could only put his thoughts aside and sat upright.

The location where the two are now is a small oasis not far from the capital of the Land of Wind.

The oasis is indeed small, with only a shallow pool that barely reaches the ankle and a circle of green space around it.

It used to be a resting place for many passers-by.

But because of the civil unrest, many people chose not to go out, so this place is now chartered by two people.

Temari stood in the pool and began to brew emotions.

Yellow desert, clear white moon.

Clear pools, turquoise meadows.

Perhaps knowing someone's preferences, the girl's deliberately golden double ponytail is even more shining.

And the white dress worn on the body cast a layer of holy light on the girl.

This dance has no name, it is her casual behavior.

In fact, Temari has never studied dance, but as a ninja, her physical coordination is undoubtedly excellent.

Therefore, even if there is no choreography beforehand, the dance is very beautiful.

As a person who is good at wind ninjutsu, she has a deep understanding of wind.

So in her dancing moves, you can see the "traces of the wind".

Free, stretch.

But this freedom is hypocritical.

Like a mermaid trapped in a tank, once it touches the "wall", it can only turn back.

The girl poured a lot of feelings into the dance, which made the teenager fascinated.

In the end, the girl stopped, blushing and not daring to look at each other.

The boy stood up and gave him a warm applause.

An unprecedented ambiguous atmosphere pervaded between the two.

It's a pity that this wonderful atmosphere was all broken by the teenager's next words.

"If you can, can you leave me your socks as a souvenir?"

"Get out! I'm not wearing socks! "