Konoha: Starting from Ninja World S-Class Rebellion

"It's you who are stronger, Lord Raikage." Mabui replied with a slight bow.

"En!" Lei Ying nodded heavily.

He stood up and smashed the office wall with one punch.

"Do you want to?" Mabui raised his head and asked.

"Don't worry, I'll come back when I go."

Lightning surrounded Lei Ying's body, and his figure disappeared with a whoosh.

Yunlei Gorge is a dangerous place outside Yunyin Village, surrounded by cliffs, often accompanied by thunder.

This is the training and living place of Raikage's foster brother, Rabbi Eight-Tails Jinzhu Riki.

Bang, a thunderbolt fell, and Lei Ying walked out of the lightning.

Kirabi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and discussing inspiration with Hachio in his heart, turned his head blankly.

Seeing that his elder brother had come, he stood up happily to welcome him, and before he could say anything, he heard his elder brother ask:

"Me and Zhong Zun, who is stronger?"

"Hey." The eight-tailed music in my heart said, "I didn't realize that this generation of Ai has a sense of humor."

Hearing this sentence, although Kirabi didn't know how strong the heavy bottle was, he already knew the answer.

"Little Zhongzun, punch dry, use our Thunder Plow Hot Knife, yeah~~~"

Kirabi raised his right fist.

"Hmm!" Lei Ying let out two rough breaths from his nostrils, and raised his fist to touch Kirabi.

Konoha's "final solution"?Nothing great either.

He turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared into the sky.

The king's concealment is too much!

……

At this time, in the country of Tianzhi.

The Konoha ninjas, who were still worried about going to the battlefield, were happy at this time.

They eat, drink and have fun regardless of morning and evening, and they are chic in the main city of Tian Zhiguo.

Although the eating and drinking conditions here are not as good as Konoha.

But here can not help yellow!

Moreover, there was an approval from above, and they could drink as they wished, without having to abide by any wartime regulations.

The most important thing is that all expenses are free, and I heard that the above will reimburse them!

Free ones are indeed the most expensive, but free prostitution is always the best.

"Tell me, isn't it a little bad for us to do this? What if Yunyin calls here now?"

A messenger ninja of the mountain clan was a little worried.

The commander asked him to send out many orders, but none of them had anything to do with war preparations.

"Hi! The higher-ups naturally have considerations from the higher-ups, so there's no need for you to worry about it."

His companion patted him on the shoulder and held up the wine bottle, "It's okay, come on, let's drink together!"

At this time, in the Daming Mansion, the daimyo of Tian Zhiguo listened to the report of his servant, his face was full of anger.

His scowl has been going on for a whole week, and it's almost frozen on his face.

A week ago at night, he received news that Konoha's army surrounded his city.

He was so scared that he rolled from the bed to the floor, thinking about when he would offend the big brother, the new daimyo of the Land of Fire.

He also thought that it was because he didn't send anyone to the Land of Fire to celebrate his birthday last year because he held a grudge.

At that time, he was still praying, as long as Konoha's army did not use force against him and did not hurt his Jingui's body.

No matter how many things he robbed or how many civilians he killed, he wouldn't care.

Now he regrets it, he cares, he cares very much!

It's only been a fucking week, and there are thousands of Chinoha ninjas stationed in his territory.

It caused a full 2000 million taels of loss to his Tian Zhiguo.

This is enough funds for the country without ninjas to operate for more than a year.

This group of goddamn jugglers who can spit fire and water only drink the most expensive drinks, and they even pour a bottle at a sip.

A large group of people broke into his wine cellar and emptied all his secrets.

Even his family heirloom, the famous wine sent by the Fire Nation daimyo on his [-]th birthday, was snatched away.

Thinking of this, Tian Zhiguo daimyo trembled with anger.

Not only that.

That guy named Uzuki Yexi actually led someone to occupy his Daming Mansion.

That humble and inferior body actually slept in the room where their nobles lived.

Rolling around on his ten-person bed covered in gold velvet with the dirty clothes that haven't been washed for three or five days.

This is an insult!

However, this is only the beginning.

On the second day after their arrival, before dawn, the hateful purple-haired woman who looked sick had a new trick.

She pulled herself up from the floor, yes, the floor.

Damn it, because he couldn't sleep in a lowly civilian house, he was actually forced to sleep on the floor in his own Daming Mansion.

The most resentful thing is that the woman actually said that she wanted to bull herself.

At first, he didn't understand what this meant.

Later he understood that all his concubines had been robbed!

This is trampling on his noble dignity.

Unforgivable.

When Konoha's army withdraws, he will convene a noble meeting for this matter, and hang all these ninjas to death.

……

Asma received a message from a servant of the Daming Mansion and went to Yexi's room.

That originally belonged to the room of Tanokuni Daimyo.

Maoyue Yexi leaned on the deerskin sofa, crossing Erlang's legs.

On the tiger skin cushion below, there is a pure gold footbath.

One of the concubines of daimyo was squatting on the ground, massaging the soles of her feet.

Another, behind her, kneaded her shoulders.

Mao Yueyexi's eyelids drooped slightly, and she clasped her hands together in front of her waist.

A scroll was suspended in front of her, and a brush was floating in the air, writing and drawing on it.

He turned his head slightly, opened his mouth and wrapped his tongue around the peeled grapes that the concubine handed over, and took them back into his mouth.

Looking at such a scene, Asma only felt that power is really disgusting.

"Isn't that a little too much?"

Ye Xi swallowed the grapes, raised her eyelids slightly, "What do you mean?"

"All." Asma sighed, "It seems that the daimyo didn't offend us?"

"Yes." Ye Xi closed the book and handed it to the famous concubine beside her, with her eyelids slightly closed and her body leaning back.

"All beings are equal, this is one of our dogmas, forget?"

Asma was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, she found that there was indeed.

In the teachings of heresy, there is no difference between humans, animals, and insects.

Isn't this the equality of all living beings?

But with this calculation, there are quite a lot of people who have offended their evil god religion.

Asma stopped thinking about it, and instead asked, "Why did you call me here?"

"Your father is really impatient. It's only been a week, so he came to ask me how the battle is going."

Ye Xi lifted the letter in Yang's hand.

A concubine understood immediately, took the letter and handed it to Asma.

"Thank you." Asma nodded and took the letter, and asked, "Is this the battle report to be sent back?"

"No, it's a letter from your father." Ye Xi frowned, "Battle report, I think it's more appropriate for you to write it."

The corner of Asma's mouth twitched, "How do you write it?"

This hasn't even started yet, what's the battle report?

Ye Xi glanced at the famous concubines around her, causing them to fall into an illusion.

"Just write, um, the front line is tight, yes, the fight is very intense now."

Ye Xi thought for a while, and continued: "Dozens of people have died, minor injuries are not counted, and the supplies are insufficient. Let the logistics send more detonating charms."

Asma Sarutobi widened his eyes, "Huh?"

The front line is tight, the battle is fierce, and supplies are running low?

Is this an inappropriate lie about military affairs?

Not to mention the lack of supplies, because Tian Zhiguo's "subsidy" is getting more and more.

Now there is so much military food that we can't finish it.