The blink of an eye passed, and the crack behind Qingming slowly disappeared.
Asanuma stares at his eyes. His eyes are full of blood. He has stopped breathing. He looks silly at the clear light in front of him, and desperately touches the blood lines that appear on his body.
This is a call from impermanence and an invitation from Death.
From his forehead to the whole body, a tiny blood line gradually emerged, and then, uncontrollable blood gushed out from the gap, scattering all over the sky.
At the last moment, Asanuma Yosuke finally took a look at the familiar sky, and then his fallen body never got up again.
Dead.
Yosuke Asanuma, who was still a winner just now, was killed by a sickle.
The most frightening thing is that from beginning to end, no one saw the owner of this sickle except Qingming. What they saw was only cold murderous gas.
"My God......"
All the people who stayed aside, even if they were Qimu Zhiya, a subordinate of the Qimu family, were still staring at Qingming who was still posing poss after swallowing a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.
Genius.
This is really a genius.
As a subordinate of the Qimu family, Qimuzhi has experienced numerous battles, large and small, and seen the birth and rise of countless talents.
However, there has never been a person like Qingming.
As a newly graduated Xiaren, he killed Shangren alone.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes today, he really said that he couldn't believe it.
"Lying in the trough, I knew that, Xiao Hei, you are killing me."
In the distance, Qingming was half kneeling on the ground. With the continuous loss of blood from his right hand, his face became more and more pale, and his whole body seemed to fall down at any time.
Da, Da, Da, Da.
Fortunately, Kakashi and Kai found out about Qingming's condition and rushed to hold him and quickly stopped his blood. Otherwise, Qingming would have to kneel down.
"Teacher Qimu, Qingming is in a very bad situation. How far are we from the destination? Now Qingming needs treatment and recuperation."
Kai held Qingming in his hands and looked anxiously at Qimuzhiya. Kakashi also looked worried.
Qi Muzhi also picked up his knife and frowned at Qingming who was in a coma.
"Kakashi, you should first use this medical bag to give him emergency treatment. Dai, your injury is relatively minor, so you should take your ID card and go to the camp according to the map to report the situation, and let them come to meet us."
At the critical moment, Qi Muzhi did not panic. He first took out the treatment bag from his backpack and threw it to Kakashi, then turned back to tell Matt Dyphene.
In fact, they are not far away from Muye's camp in the Vortex Kingdom. If you speed up, you can get there tonight.
"All right, Mr. Qimu." After hearing the order, Mitterday quickly picked up his ID card and map and ran out with a whoosh.
Bang bang bang!
Qi Muzhi also made a print with his hands and separated several figures.
As an elite patient, even though he is injured and Chakra has few left, it is still possible to get some split bodies.
"Come on, if we hurry up next, we can get to the camp tonight." Qi Muzhi also said to several people.
Next, Qi Muzhi also took care of Qingming and other people and rushed to the camp while pulling the ordnance cart.
In the final analysis, Qimuzhi is in the middle of tolerance. Compared with Qingming before, Qimuzhi is not a bit fast. Kai and Kakashi almost failed to keep up with them several times.
In this way, in the evening, people finally met with the search and rescue team led by Mitterday.
At midnight, these talents returned to Muye's camp in the country of Vortex, which was also the command center for fighting with the country of water.
"Stop, who are you?"
In the dark midnight, even with the help of firelight, the patrolling ninjas could not see clearly.
"The Qimu family, Qimu Zhiya."
"Maitkai."
"Yuzhi is in turmoil."
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After hearing the cry, the guarding ninja ran by quickly. After reviewing the identity of one side of the crowd according to the procedure, it was released. After all, in this era, there is a more powerful sorcery than South Korea's plastic surgery, the transformation technique.
"Well, stop talking nonsense and open the door quickly. Someone needs treatment." Yu Zhibo stared at the lingering guard and shouted.
At this time, Yuzhibo is still powerful.
After Yuzhibo roared, the medical ninja in the command post immediately ran out, ready to treat Qingming who was unconscious.
"Sir, is this the child?"
The medical ninja looked at the bright light in front of him, and his face was confused. When will Xiaren get this treatment? And why is Luan adults so nervous? Could it be that
Qimuzhiya and Yuzhibolan, who stayed aside, stood by and watched the treatment of the medical ninja.
Fortunately, these two people didn't know what the medical ninja was thinking, otherwise, they would definitely beat his shit out.
Outside, Maitkai took his son and Kakasi to the dormitory in the camp to rest.
"Zhiya, are you sure what you said to me on the road? This little guy really has this talent?"
So far, Yuzhi Bolan has finally replied to his smile and said to Qi Muzhi with a relaxed face.
"Muh, here you are. The seal scroll of that guy's head has been wordy all the way."
Qimuzhiya's mind is all on Qingming, who is in a coma. He doesn't want to listen to the chatter in front of him. If he can, he really wants to kill him with the knife behind him.
After receiving the scroll, Yu Zhibo's eyes flashed a strange color.
Although he usually belongs to the late stage of cancer, he is very wordy.
But he has never been careless about what should be seen clearly and what should be understood.
For example, now.
If, as Qimuzhi also said, the current Xiaren killed Asanuma Yousuke alone, then the talent and strength of this guy are terrible.
Therefore, the hints from the Tibetan Regiment and the instructions from the village head can be burned now, because they are waste paper now.
In addition, it has no effect.
"Well, Zhiya. I'll go out first. If I wake up this time, let me know."
After saying that, Yu Zhibo Luan went out without waiting for Qi Muzhiya's reply.
"Go, find two people to check the battle ground in Qimuzhiya's mouth, and warn all the ethnic ninjas in the camp that no one is allowed to go to these tough troubles."
On the empty training ground, Yu Zhibo said suddenly.
"Yes."
A figure flashed behind him, and then returned to calm.
"Tuanzao, you can play by yourself this time. By the way, help me test this talented boy."