"Please, Xintianchuan, fish tendons, bamboo roosters..." In a dark alley behind the bustling city, Beilong stood in front of an authentic Guandong cooking stall on the roadside, pointed to the pot and said to the stall owner.

The old lady is about seventy years old, with a wrinkled face and a hunched back, but she is in good spirits. She smiled and trembled with her hands wearing disposable gloves to pick up the delicious food she ordered for Beilong.

"Oba Asan, is this fish tendon a fish tendon?" Bei Long asked with a smile at the old lady.

"Haha, no, the fish tendons were fried in balls with the skin and cartilage of the fish." The old lady added fragrant soup to the filled little bowl and handed it to Beilong's hand.

Beilong couldn't help swallowing, but he actually pinched a piece of knot with two fingers and was about to put it into his mouth. The old lady's wrinkled face smiled like a chrysanthemum blooming: "Customer, slow down..."

However, Beilong pinched the kumbu and did not put it into his mouth. He just pinched and looked carefully with two fingers, as if the kumbu was carved with flowers. The old lady looked at Beilong with a smile and kindness: "My grandson is about the same age as you, and he also likes to eat kumbu the most..."

"Is that true?" Bei Long curled his lips, and a raging flame burned with a sneering fingertip!

In a blink of an eye, the piece of kombu was burned to ashes. Beilong smiled and handed the little bowl to the old lady:

"The grass on your grandson's grave is three feet tall, right?"

The fire dragon's internal strength, which is cultivated by the "Fire Dragon True Sutra", is not invasive of all poisons, and is specially used to restrain the cold and sinister internal strength.

Therefore, if Beilong just needs to pinch this piece of kumbu in his hand, it will penetrate slightly from the pores of the finger skin, but just a slight infiltration will immediately cause the automatic counterattack of the fire dragon's internal force!

So Beilong easily tried out this Guandong Cooking and poisoned it. He raised his hand and poured a small bowl of poisonous Guandong Cooking on the old lady's face. At the same time, he pulled his sword out of the sheath with a "clang" and slashed at the old lady through the stall with a thunderous force! With a "sneer", the stall with Guandong Cooking Pot in the middle was instantly divided into two halves. However, the old lady disappeared out of thin air, with only a piece of green leaves falling down...

...

"Onisan!" On the remote street, a primary school girl in a dark blue school uniform ran towards Beilong, and her two ponytails bounced rapidly behind her head. She braked suddenly in front of Beilong with panting, and her little face was filled with fear: "Onisan! There are bad people! There are bad people following me!"

Bei Long looked at her back and saw a middle-aged man with a vulgar appearance running over, pointing at the elementary school girl and saying angrily: "How can you be shy! How dare you steal my wallet!"

"I'm not! I don't!" The elementary school girl ran behind Beilong timidly: "Onisan is a bad guy!"

"Calm down, don't be impulsive." Beilong said to the middle-aged man with a smile: "She is still a child!"

As he said that, Beilong was unsheathed with a "clang" sword, he turned around and chopped towards the elementary school girl. He heard a "ding" sound of gold and iron, and a Shuriken was cut into two pieces and fell to the ground. However, the elementary school girl disappeared without a mysterious sight, leaving only a green leaf flying in the wind...

"Eight..." The middle-aged man was about to curse when he heard Bei Long's words, but he was so scared that his legs fell to the ground...

...

Among the mountains and ridges, a monk who traveled in a shabby cassock and holding a nine-ring tin staff appeared in front of Beilong. This monk who traveled was described as thin and dusty, but had a pair of unwavering eyes.

When he saw Bei Long, he clasped his hands together: "My monk's Dharma name Zhizang, and he saw that the donor's seal hall turned black..."

"Beautiful black!" Bei Long raised his eyebrows and unsheathed his sword, and a "swish" sword flashed with a flash of fire and headed straight for the bald monk Yunyou!

With a "dang", the nine-ring tin staff broke into two pieces, and the monk Yunyou turned into a leaf and fell...

"You can run! The monk can't run away!" Bei Long sneered and pointed his sword on the mountain: "The mountain diving is right in front of you. If you have the ability, you can stop me, otherwise I will definitely step on the mountain diving today!"

From Fukuoka Prefecture, where the Kuroda family is located, it is about 1,000 kilometers to Kumamoto Prefecture, where the Yamakuro is located, but there is no direct Shinkansen. Beyon fell three times before he arrived at Toyoshi City, Kumamoto Prefecture, and then transferred to Sanrimoon Castle near Toyoshi City, and then hiked to Shanjili, which is in the deep mountains nearby.

After spending more than ten hours in the night, Beilong was assassinated by Hatano Apricot. Hatano Apricot could change seventy-two times like the Monkey King! She could be a white-haired old man, a pregnant woman with a big belly, a lively and cute student, a cripple with a cane, or a monk who travels around the world... Every image is vivid. If Beilong had not always been vigilant and had the internal force of the fire dragon to protect his body, and had the fiery eyes and golden eyes to distinguish falsehoods, he might have fallen long ago!

Beilong was too lazy to bother with her. As he said, if he could run away, the monk could not run away from the temple, he rushed to the mountain to dive into the ground to flatten Hatano Apricot's nest, and he didn't believe Hatano Apricot would not show up!

At the beginning, Hatano Apricot was very patient in the layout. When Beilong stepped into the Three Sun Moon City, Hatano Apricot became more and more panicked. Sometimes Beilong could see through her feet without using her ignite eyes!

In the weeds in the waist-deep mountains, Hatano Apricot was curled up in her petite body. She had always been the water-cut water-cutting eyes of Gujing Wubo, and her eyes were rarely flashing with panic and anxious. The battle with Beilong along the way made her exhausted. She had never seen such an enemy that was so difficult to deal with. She felt like the ferocity of a tiger, the tenacity of a wolf, the cunning of a fox, and the viciousness of a snake... all kinds of characteristics were gathered in this man, but the problem was that he looked just an ordinary high school student, so why could she, the ninja leader who had experienced countless cruel training since childhood, helpless?

Although I have known Beilong for less than a day, Hatano Apricot has already gained a deep understanding of Beilong. She knows that Beilong's "traveling into the mountain dive" is definitely not just a bluff or a talk.

As one of the twelve Japanese ninja schools, Yamakuri Hatano Apricot felt quite strong in himself before, but after meeting Beyon and fighting wits and courage all the way, Hatano Apricot felt so terrible. Perhaps after today, there were only eleven major schools left in the Japanese ninja world...
Chapter completed!