The more Maki thought about it, the more he felt that this was a conspiracy. It was the revenge of the puppet master faction against Feng Ying and his group after many years.

What they want is probably not just the life of the three generations of Fengying, but they also want to become Fengying and seize the power of the entire Sand Hidden Village.

wrong.

Maki soon discovered another problem. The person who was going to perform the assassination was Scorpion, Chiyo's only grandson.

Even if Chiyo becomes Fengying, who should she pass on Fengying's position to?

At Chiaki's age, how many years can she work?

Thinking of it, Markie secretly glanced at the Sith. He couldn't tell who the Sith and Scorpion were Chiyo's grandson.

Of course, this may also be because he was thinking too much. The puppet master faction had no so-called conspiracy at all. All of this was coincidence and was all his brains.

However, he quickly denied this idea. This was really ridiculous. The conflict between the puppet master faction and the Fengying faction was so great, how could there be no conspiracy?

Then there is only one fact, the puppet faction has prepared another scapegoat.

Maki's heart trembled, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Speaking of scapegoats, aren't they the Fengying direct line sent out urgently the best scapegoats? They helped the Red Sand Scorpion escape the sin, and eliminated dissidents.

The spine was cold, and Maji's body kept trembling in the wind. This was not a simple task, it was a god fighting.

He suddenly began to envy Luo Salai, who took the initiative to stay in the Sand Village. He originally thought that the Sand Village was the center of the struggle, but he didn't expect that someone would want his life here.

Whether Chiyo has independent troops or the search officers and prisoners colluded with each other, the puppet master faction has set up a net of heaven and earth, and no matter which side it is, it is in a stalemate.

The night wind filled with gravel blew, and Maji tightened his collar, and he felt like he was on his back.

Is this the world of big shots? It's so scary.

Every time Maki took a step, he felt his legs as heavy as lead.

Looking at Maji's back, the members of the Anmen who arrived with him were a little confused. They didn't know which string this person had made the wrong mind. They were all fine when they came, but why did they suddenly feel very cowardly?

With his right hand touched his chin, Sith also couldn't figure out Markey's true thoughts. You should know that he was still murderous until just now. He led the team without the need for subordinates who were disobedient and had a lot of things to do.

But Ma Ji was actually scared by himself, so he had to put away those little thoughts.

Young people nowadays seem to be very aware of each other. When they show some malice, they shrink their heads back, and don’t even give him a chance to kill a chicken to warn the monkey.

That is, he didn't know what Markey was thinking, otherwise he would have a stiff face, he would be stunned, and then clapped and laughed.

You, Markie, is a fucking genius, why didn't he expect such a perfect plan?

In the end, he not only won’t kill Maki, but might also pull him and let him work for himself for the rest of his life. After all, there are not many ninjas who can make up for a big drama these days. If he switches careers and writes palace fights, he might even compete with Jiraiya for the best-selling writer of the year.

One targets male readers and the other targets female readers, without conflict, without conflict, the next writer in Sand Village has to rely on him.

The wind has not stopped, the sand has not stopped, and the moon is desolate. The Sith has quietly accelerated his pace. The team without thorns is much better than before.

The Fengying direct lineage did not dare to speak, and the leader was already timid. As for the puppet masters, they did not dare to speak. Facing Chiyo's disciples, they had no choice but to obey.

Besides, they were already urgent. The charge of assassination of Fengying was not as easy to memorize as Maki and the others imagined. It only had four words, but it weighed a thousand pounds in the eyes of ordinary ninjas.

Just like the emperors of the feudal dynasty, when there was no ruthless person to pull him off, they would always be covered with a mysterious veil.

Killing the emperor, killing the emperor is not easy to fight, and clearing the king is the first priority in the minds of rebels, even if they will be the ones who are liquidated in the end.

As for the Sith, he cared more about his plans compared to the life and death of the third generation of Fengying.

...

This is the country of Wind, the largest country in the ninja world, and the most unmanned land. Looking around, the vast sea of ​​sand is beyond the limit. If you want to find two people here, you are undoubtedly looking for needles in a haystack. Even if the Sith has the domineering spirit of seeing and hearing, it is the same, but fortunately they don’t need to look for them one by one.

"Is Lord Fengying missing in this area?"

Stepping on the sand pile, Sith glanced at everyone with a squint eyes and asked in a deep voice.

Ma Ji nodded, holding a yellowed map in his hand, his eyebrows tightly clenching. He has now seen it. He can't escape the damn thing, and no one can kill anyone. His only way to survive now is to find the third generation of Fengying. As long as the third generation of Fengying kills against the Jedi, they will still be the final winner.

But if the third generation of Fengying was killed, no matter how anxious he was, he would be just the flesh on the chopping board, without any use. In the end, he would be buried with the third generation of Fengying, and would not lose a fight between them. His life would no longer be in his hands, and the lives of the weak were always in the hands of the strong.

"Yes, Lord Sith, the last time we contacted Lord Fengying was in the nearby desert."

Sith nodded, no expression on his face, raised his right hand and made a gesture.

"Since I'm missing in this desert, hurry up and find me, and I'll see people alive and corpses alive."

"yes."

The Ancient Tribes knelt on the ground, turned into shadows, and rushed around.

He tapped his arm with his right hand, and now Maki is the only one who is still following Sith.

Although it is dangerous to follow the Sith, Maki also knows that it is the wisest choice to stare at the man in front of him now. As a blood-stained ninja, Sith can do it at any time if she wants to kill him. But if Sith finds the third generation of Fengying first and joins the Scorpion to get rid of the third generation of Fengying, then they will be finished.

As time passed by minute by minute, Sith was also searching with his method, and the domineering aura spread out from his body. He was monitoring every inch of land he could monitor. As long as he had a breath, even an ant would not escape his perception.

"Sir, I've discovered it."

About two quarters of an hour passed, and Anbu suddenly knelt in front of him.

Sith glanced at the ground with a sharp gaze and nodded slightly.

"Okay, I understand. I'll call you all to gather and take me to see what you have discovered?"

"yes."
Chapter completed!