Chapter 138

“Ha ha, ha ha ha… ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!”

Seeing Sarutobi Hiruzen’s sluggish appearance, Orochimaru with Asuma’s face finally couldn’t help laughing wildly.

That’s right, it’s this expression!

He has been looking forward to seeing this expression on his teacher’s face!

“You, who are you!?”

Finally, Sarutobi Hiruzen could not help but roar amidst the rampant laughter that was obviously his youngest son Asuma.

The saliva star flew out.

“Why ask such a strange question? Mr. Sarutobi.”

Sarutobi Orochimaru opened his hands and responded with Asuma’s voice:

“It’s me, Orochimaru~”

“What the hell is going on?!”

An onlooker outside the door, Sarutobi Chūnin, shouted incredible:

“Why does Master Asuma’s face appear on Orochimaru’s face?!”

Sarutobi Hiruzen’s expression suddenly fused again, and his pupils shrank sharply, “Is it possible, you, have you completed that technique?!”

Just now, he remembered something long ago.

That was just shortly after the end of the Second Ninja World War.

After the war ended, Jiraiya returned to Konoha from the front line.

In an occasional small chat, the master and apprentice talked about Orochimaru.

Jiraiya said they Sannin was fighting the enemy on the front line and discussed their dreams.

Orochimaru said that he has no other ideals other than learning all ninjutsu in this world.

At that time, Jiraiya retorted that “human life is limited, and it is impossible to learn all the arts.”

However, Orochimaru only smiled and retorted “That can’t be said.”

Then, there is no more…

That discussion has yet to yield any results.

Was interrupted by the assaulting enemy.

And seeing Orochimaru look like this, Sarutobi Hiruzen immediately remembered.

That creepy technique.

“Living Corpse Reincarnation.”

Finally, Orochimaru said the name of his ultimate Forbidden Technique, and said with a smile:

“Very good, right? Teacher, thanks to the help of Asuma-kun, I got a new life. Although he resisted fiercely at the beginning, after years of hard work, I finally transformed his body to a level that blends with me perfectly. .”

While saying this, Orochimaru raised his arm and looked admiring.

If the target of Living Corpse Reincarnation is not easy to surrender their body, but the heart resists.

Then the reincarnation ceremony is very dangerous.

In response to this weakness, Orochimaru developed the curse seal.

Not only to let the target get the power of fairy magic, but also to inject his own Chakra into the opponent’s body.

In order to achieve the effect of assimilation with your own body.

In this way, as long as the accumulation of time has passed, the body of the target has been affected by the curse seal to a certain extent.

However, the risk of performing the reincarnation ceremony will be reduced to the limit.

When Xuan Che knew about this, he had to admire that Orochimaru really had a trick.

“You damn monster!!!”

Knowing the end of the youngest son, Sarutobi Hiruzen’s anger rose to the extreme, roaring toward Orochimaru.



“Fire Style·Ashes Burn!”

Orochimaru kept smiling, Jieyin spit out a lot of hot dust, blocking Sarutobi Hiruzen’s sight for a while.

At this time, my son is best at Fire Style!

Seeing Orochimaru’s use of this trick, Sarutobi Hiruzen became even more angry, directly Summoning out his own Ape Demon, and roared:

“I’m going to kill you, Orochimaru!!!”

Sarutobi Hiruzen, holding a Wishful Stick, rushed out of the hot ashes and shouted at Orochimaru with a fierce face.

“Follow Master Hokage!”

A Sarutobi Jōnin shouted sharply.

Hundreds of ninjas from the Sarutobi and Shimura families swarmed.

Even Orochimaru faced such a scale of encirclement and suppression.

Can’t help but feel powerless.

“Hehe, the person who died today will only be you, teacher, not only you, but your family will be buried with you.”

Orochimaru suddenly used the Great Fireball Technique towards the sky.

It is not a huge fireball, but it draws a bright orange-red arc in the night sky.

Sarutobi Hiruzen didn’t know the purpose of Orochimaru’s behavior.

But instinctively felt a strong sense of uncertainty.

“Huh? Have you started? That guy.”

Xuan Che, standing in the courtyard of the Senju clan, noticed the arc of fire in the night sky, and turned to shout to Ye Yuan Lin and Terumi Mei in the house:

“Lin, Ming, gone.”

“Now, Master Xuan Che.”

Nohara Lin in the room poured a full glass of papaya milk from the refrigerator.

One cup each in the morning, afternoon and evening, this is a habit she has maintained for many years.

“Lin, are you too hard, right?”

Terumi Mei ridiculed.

“Humph! Then don’t drink it!”

Nohara Lin pouted.

Don’t think that you don’t know that you, shameless D-cup, are also drinking.

Terumi Mei’s face turned red, and she snatched the cup in Nohara Lin’s hand, filled herself with a cup and drank it.

How is D enough?

My goal is a G-class tank like Tsunade!

“Ming, you, do you feel that you have a dry mouth after drinking milk?”

Ye Yuan Lin’s expression suddenly became a little bit painful, and she felt… as if she was drunk.

“Um?”

Terumi Mei, who had just finished drinking, slammed her lips curiously.

“Ok, it seems a bit hot…”

Immediately, she also felt something wrong with her body.

Two minutes later, Xuan Che in the courtyard couldn’t bear to walk into the room.

Drink milk for so long?

Well, he also knew this habit of the Qianggen trio over the years.

After all, Tsunade also lives here, and Tenten is like that. It’s not a small excitement for them.

However, I just entered Rin Nohara’s room…

Damn it! What did he see?

The two girls turned red, holding the unwashed clothes that they had changed from practicing this morning, and twisted them in front of their noses.

Now Xuan Che really thought he had traveled to Lifan.

“Master Xuan Che, okay, so uncomfortable…”

“itch……”

Seeing Xuan Che coming in a daze.

Two young girls held his arms one left and the other right.

Hold on, pull it, don’t be so unruly.

You are like this, I want to educate you on behalf of your parents!

In third-rate urban novels, there are always plots in which the heroine is drugged by the villain, and then the hero uses his internal power to help the heroine force the drug.

Whenever Xuan Che saw this kind of plot in his previous life, he couldn’t wait to hang the author on a tree and get a whip.

Are you sick with TMD?

Can you write such a brain-dead plot?

Xuan Che said that if this happens, he must not be this kind of man! .

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