The country of water, Kirishima.

As the name suggests, it is shrouded in thick fog all year round.

The deep thick fog is one of the most solid defense lines of Kirishima. It is not people born in the Land of Water, nor people who grew up on this land. When they come to the Land of Water and Kirishima, it is difficult for them to adapt to life here. In addition, the isolated environment in the overseas world creates this natural defense line.

Since the establishment of the five major countries.

The Land of Water has never encountered an invasion from other places.

"These fogs are really a headache!"

Uchiha Naruto stood on the treetops, and Sangouji's Sharingan could not see too far. If it were just for insight, the Sharingan could not compare to the white eye. At least in this misty environment, the people of the Hinata family would not be affected by any influence.

The Wu Ninja named "Qing" took away a lunar eye from the Zong family, and relying on the ability to roll his eyes, he quickly became one of the masters who had the knowledge of Wu Ninja.

"I hate the foggy days and can't even see the road."

Nagarjuna sighed.

He is heading to the Hidden Village of Fog.

Not for that shit mission.

After the Eternal Maneidoscope Sharingan was opened, there were few people in this world who could threaten his life. Only the third generation of Earth Shadow's Dust Escape, the Mizuno's Flying Thunder God's Instant Killing Technique, and Nagato, who had accumulated strength in the Kingdom of Rain, could threaten him. Of course, if enough masters gathered together, they could also threaten him.

And they just have a certain threat.

If he really wants to fight, he doesn't think he will lose.

The sea is wide and the sky is full of the sky, and all kinds of frost are competing for freedom.

This is the most true portrayal of Nagarjuna's mood at this moment. After struggling for so many years, he finally mastered the power that determines his own destiny to a certain extent. Now he has removed the shackles on his body, and nothing can bind his will.

Villages, rules, these are all clouds and smoke, not worth mentioning.

What can restrain him is emotions and moral concepts. Let’s not talk about emotions. After experiencing the bloody baptism of the ninja world, his moral concepts have really changed a lot.

He can't do despicable things.

But to be honest, there is no psychological burden on someone to kill someone and conduct human experiments.

For immortality!

How can you live forever without experimenting?

Half of him is wandering around with a playful attitude! This is his first time in the Water Country. Isn’t it a pity to leave in a hurry if he doesn’t have fun? The other half is trying to find some benefits. After all, there are many treasures on this land, and the Water Country has the largest number of blood transit limits, melting escape, boiling escape, ice escape, and corpse veins... This is an unforgettable treasure land.

If you enter Baoshan, how can you return empty-handed?

Get some benefits!

The so-called eternal Maneidoscope Sharingan is not the end of evolution, and the road to immortality is the beginning, and there are still days to live!

"That's... fireworks, right?"

Nagarjuna rubbed his eyes, passed by the treetops like a ghost, constantly moving forward, and finally saw the scenery ahead clearly. The curling white smoke floated into the sky and mixed into the thick fog. If you don’t look carefully, you will probably not be able to tell it.

"Wow! I finally saw the crowd."

Nagarjuna licked her tongue.

Kirishima is very big, but not much people are there. This is completely a crime committed by the Water Country itself. Without foreign enemies invading, they do not live a peaceful life, but instead start civil wars again and again. Not only the ninjas kill each other, but ordinary people always want to beat the other's dog brains.

The lower-ranking masters rebelled against the higher-ranking masters, and the higher-ranking masters tried to seize the position of Daming.

The Kingdom of Water was founded for more than 40 years, and there were 127 internal rebellions. In total, there were three or four rebellions every year. Such frequent wars seriously damaged the people's livelihood of the Kingdom of Water. Just looking at Kirishima, which is vast and sparsely populated, you can know how much vitality the Kingdom of Water had consumed in the civil war.

On the way to land on Kirishima, Nagarjuna encountered six deserted villages, with no living person inside, all of which were extinct ghost villages.

If it weren't for this, the Water Kingdom, which had no foreign enemies, might be able to defeat the most powerful Fire Kingdom in one fell swoop.

"I can finally eat hot."

Seeing the fireworks, Nagarjuna became happy. She had eaten dry food for a day yesterday, and it was so cold that it was really not delicious. Thinking that she could drink a little hot soup immediately, he immediately accelerated his pace and walked towards the village ahead.

A gust of cold wind blew.

"call!"

Nagarjuna spit out a mouthful of white heat.

Pieces of white snowflakes were falling from the sky, the ground was covered with white frost, and houses and forests were wearing snow-white hats.

"Ph! This damn ghost weather."

It's snowing.

The weather in the Land of Water is so weird.

It was only September, but it was snowing, and the snow never ended all year round. Nagarjuna had encountered a similar village. Even in midsummer, snowflakes were still floating. In his previous life, such a ghost weather that was not scientific at all would definitely force a large number of climatologists to death.

Fortunately, Nagarjuna was not interested in climatology.

He now wants to sit by the stove, roast the fire, drink some hot soup, and warm up his body.

Ninjas are not iron-clad.

The eternal Maneidoscope Sharingan does not have the function of not being afraid of cold and heat, and such a ghostly weather, Nagarjuna cannot stand it.

“White House Village.”

Standing in front of the sign at the entrance of the village, I looked at it. The village is called Baiwu Village. It is very vivid, covered by snow, and all the houses are white.

It was noon, and every household started cooking, and smoke rose into the sky.

There are no idle people in the village, and there is no sign of a person on the road. If it weren't for the smoke from cooking in the air and the aroma of food in the air, I would inevitably mistakenly think that this is another ghost village without people.

"I'm going, don't you have a place to eat?"

The village was not big, and a small street soon came to an end, but he did not see a tavern or something along the way. He could only say that this was really a small village where no outsiders came except for tax collectors.

"It's a bit difficult! Do you want to eat dry food again?"

Nagarjuna's face was a little bitter.

Without taverns and restaurants, he could not break into other people's homes, right? No one would like to entertain a stranger whom he had never met to his home, especially in the land of Water Country, which likes internal fighting, they have a more serious vigilance.

They hate strangers, ninjas, and people with blood-leaving boundaries.

But at this moment, there were bursts of noises coming from the other end of the village, as if there were many people making noise, which made Nagarjuna feel curious. What big deal can this small, almost isolated village have?
Chapter completed!