"Who...!!!"

The ninjas from the four villages rushed out immediately, and the ones who had made seals and the ones who had drawn their swords, and in an instant, the sword was tense.

Now the ninja world has almost been slashed by Shikoku. Their Shikoku ninjas have arrived. How could a fifth force appear? There is no such thing as protecting the gust.

"Miss Witch, I'm actually very curious. Is your prediction of death really so accurate? For example, if you predict, will they die like this... one, two, three... eleven people?" Fujiang looked through everyone with interest and landed on the kimono girl sitting in the hall.

"I will die." The witch replied faintly.

"Go..." Ninjas from all over the world gritted their teeth. They did hear that the witch's death prophecy was very accurate, and they just watched it as a joke.

But when the prophecy fell on themselves, this fear still arose from the bottom of their hearts.

But no one will give up their life just because of an inexplicable prophecy. It is everyone's nature to resist death.

The ninjas from all over the country who were still restraining each other at the last moment were unprecedentedly united at this moment, and at the same time decided to kill this man who suddenly appeared.

"Oh? If I don't kill them, won't your prophecy be invalid?" Fu Jiang blinked.

"Then they will die themselves." The witch said calmly.

"Shut up! Stinky damn!" A Yun Yin Ninja finally couldn't help it, and pulled his knife and rushed towards Fujiang.

"Is that true? Then I'll leave one to see..." Fu Jiang smiled faintly, and somewhere turned a flute out, playing a light and melodious tune.

"The Pleasure of the Seven Emotions"

"Dancing together"

In an instant, the people in the courtyard felt as if they were back when they were childhood. In the sunset, they ran across the wheat fields with their secretly beloved little sister in the neighborhood, facing the cool evening breeze. This was their last youth.

Facing the crowd of people dancing awkwardly in the courtyard with a fascinated smile.

Prajna suddenly attacked, and two long swords popped out with both arms, transformed into Shura who reaped human lives. Every time he turned his body, a ninja would die under his knife.

The Seven Emotions Demonic Sound is an indiscriminate attack. Even if Risa and Sanmaru have heard so many times and developed a certain resistance, they can only calmly mobilize chakra to prevent themselves from immersing in the illusion together, but they cannot make any attacks.

Unlike Prajna, he has no five senses, so he is naturally not affected by illusions, and only follows the color of his soul to kill people. The soul of each of these people in front of him is gray.

In less than half a minute, ten ninjas fell to the ground and died. They were all stabbed in the throat and heart, and they didn't even have the chance to wake up. They all died with a pleasant smile on their faces.

If placed in a certain sin city, it might become a legend of a smiling murderer...

"Sure enough... no matter how stubborn a man in his thirty-year-old was, he could only use tools to accomplish certain things in the end... Alas..." Yu Xin spread his hands with a slutty smile.

"Baga! Don't use such misunderstandings about tigers and wolves!" Fujiang stopped flute and roared.

The only living mouth left, a young fog ninja woke up from the illusion, staring at the corpses everywhere with horror, and his body suddenly became soft: "Die... all died..."

Fujiang deliberately asked Prajna to leave a living mouth to prove that the witch's prophecy would be inaccurate. Prajna also chose a soul that was relatively clean and stayed.

"Miss Witch, look, he is not dead, your prophecy is not accurate." Fujiang walked forward.

"Dead." The witch said lightly.

"I'm not dead." Fu Jiang looked back and saw that the guy was so scared that his legs were weak.

"Dead." The witch insisted.

"Not dead!"

"Dead."

"I'm not dead!!! You see, you're not living well... Mom!" Fujiang looked at the young Mizuho Ninja in horror, and fell to the ground with convulsions and foamed at the mouth.

This symptom should be when I was captured and committed suicide by taking medicine.

"Don't die!!! Bastard!" Fu Jiang shook his shoulder desperately: "Asin, come and save him!"

"I don't want it!" Yu Xin turned his head away.

Three seconds later, it hung up.

"Okay okay...you won." Fu Jiang didn't want to get involved in this issue.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The witch said lightly.

"Oh? Don't you only predict life and death? Can we still count on us?" Fu Jiang was slightly surprised.

"Just saw their death, so I knew someone would come."

"That's it... I'll take a look for it, will I die?" Fujiang said curiously.

"Don't make trouble! Why do you do such a thing?" Risa always felt frustrated when she thought of knowing her death.

"It's okay... People like me will definitely live for hundreds of years and cause harm to thousands of years!" Fujiang waved his hand indifferently.

The witch looked at Fu Jiang and said lightly: "In the near future, you will bleed in seven orifices and die if you explode..."

"Nani!!!" Toojiang was frightened.

"Are you kidding?" Risa was stunned.

"The witch never jokes about death." Zi Yuan shook her head slowly.

"Where can the hammer bleed in the seven orifices..." Yu Xin looked Fu Jiang up and down with malicious intentions, intending to give him a forced prediction.

"No... I clearly remember that I could live for a long time..." The witch made Fujiang unconfident with one sentence. She quickly opened the kaleidoscope, looked at the mirror, and gave herself a small prophecy.

Suddenly, a person with blood bleed in his seven orifices and his body swelled like an inflatable body appeared in front of him.

"Scared!" Fu Jiang let out a gulp and swallowed: "Lisa... Let's go home and get married... I don't want to play anymore..."

"In the face of absolute destiny, any struggle is meaningless. I have seen countless people use all their means to escape the established death, but in the end they failed. Not only did they die, but they also lost their last dignity." Zi Yuan looked into the distance with his eyes faintly.

"Ho... Just kidding, I just die, I don't care. Isn't fate just used to break it as the protagonist?" Toojiang chuckled. In the original work, he would die if Naruto was not dead?

"It's useless! Don't struggle anymore! If you die, you will die! Why can't you end everything with a decent look? Why do you have to struggle to death!" Zi Yuan suddenly roared with tears.

It made everyone stunned. This girl has been so cold that she has been like a Bodhisattva since she met. Why has she suddenly lost her composure?

"Sorry... I thought of something bad." Zi Yuan wiped her tears and lowered her head.

Fujiang's seven-emotional demon sound just now also reminded her of the time she lived happily with her mother Maitreya when she was a child.

"It's okay... Every day I see the scene of other people's death. If anyone is depressed, I understand it very much because I also have such distress..." Fujiang snapped his fingers: "Your next sentence is: How can you understand!"

"How could you understand!" Zi Yuan was startled and covered her mouth as soon as she said it.

"Because brother, I also have the ability to predict..." Fujiang pushed his sunglasses and sighed.

"It's obviously uncle! I have to pretend to be young..." Yu Xin sniffed his nose.

"Can you predict death, too?" Zi Yuan was stunned.

"Not just death, anything can be predicted... Let me predict it for you." Fu Jiang took off his sunglasses and rubbed his eyes, revealing a beautiful kaleidoscope pattern at Shi Yuan.

"I predicted... Sister Ziyuan will live happily, meet a boy who can break the fate of death, and then spark love, and spend her life happily..."

But it seems that after being tossed by himself, the time difference between Konoha and the outside world is very big. Naruto is only 6 years old now... The two are so different, so I am afraid they will be destined to be together.

"You know my name is Ziyuan..." Ziyuan blushed slightly. Except for a few close servants, no one in the outside world knew his name.

"Of course... believe me, any fate can be broken, but your witch's power will soon awaken, and the death prophecy will become controllable. You won't see anyone suddenly popping up when he died tragically." Fu Jiang smiled and gently rubbed Zi Yuan's head.

"Really?"

"Really, my brother never lies." Fu Jiang smiled like the eldest brother next door.

"This sentence is a lie..." Yu Xin rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction.
Chapter completed!