For example, what clothes is the young lady wearing today? Is this outfit inappropriate? Should we help her change into something else?

Isn't this more enjoyable than getting entangled with a thug?

"Excuse me... could you move aside?"

"Sorry……"

Chiaki stumbled along behind Hidan, having already shaken off several men who tried to flirt with her, but these men were still gathering behind her, much to her annoyance.

so awkward.

She was as dashing as she told Kawasawa Reiko before leaving home, and now she's just as disheveled.

Forgot to transform!

Chiaki now has a beautiful figure, wears a patterned mask, and her twin ponytails are constantly swaying.

From any angle, she is an absolutely stunning beauty.

Although you can't see her face, for men, with a figure like Qianqiu's, it doesn't matter whether you see her face or not.

Moreover, although Chiaki was wearing a mask, one could still glimpse her eyes and skin through the seams of the mask.

Those captivating, expressive peach blossom eyes were enough to make any man risk his life for her.

"Maybe from now on we should just follow the example of women in ancient times and wear veils and kimonos..."

Chiaki regretted it. This light purple dress was an improvement by Orochimaru on the purple-gray dress provided by Tsunade. It accentuated Chiaki's figure even more and made it easier for her to move around.

There are no flaws. If I had to point out something, it would be that this dress makes Chiaki even more beautiful.

"It's so noisy, what is that!"

Hidan, who was walking ahead, paid no attention to the commotion behind him. Although he noticed Chiaki, he only glanced at her before continuing on his way.

I recognized him in his eyes; he's the type I can't afford to mess with.

Hidan excels at dealing with wealthy women who enjoy seeking thrills, whether physical or psychological.

A young, handsome man promotes the tenets and doctrines of an evil cult, recruiting people to join his sect.

Isn't that exciting?

Hidan admitted that he couldn't handle a young girl like Chiaki, who clearly looked like a high-class girl.

"I'm sorry... I really don't want to go..."

"No... I'm really not from the hot spring town, and I really don't want to try it..."

"Don't ask me what number I have! I don't have a number!"

Chiaki got really annoyed by the men surrounding her and yelled, "I don't like men! Okay, okay!"

However, after she shouted those words, many of the young women who were watching rushed over and clung tightly to Qianqiu.

"So, do you like pretty girls? What do you think of me?"

"Your skin is so good, can you teach me how?"

"Sister, sister, if I hug you like this, won't your girlfriend get jealous?"

"That's really enough..."

Chiaki had a terrible headache. He raised his eyes and saw Hidan suddenly stop, then turn into a small alley and run towards the forest.

"Ok?"

Qianqiu's eyes lit up, and he immediately escaped from the pile of women, leaping onto the rooftop.

"Ah... she's actually a ninja!"

"Ah, I'm dead..."

The girls who had been pushed aside by Chiaki watched her departing figure with eyes full of admiration. This woman was simply amazing—beautiful, with a sweet voice, polite, and a ninja at that!

It's almost too perfect!

Having finally escaped the crowd with great difficulty, Chiaki wiped away her sweat, squatted on the roof, and looked into the distance at Hidan, who was running wildly towards the forest.

"what happened?"

Chiaki frowned. Hidan, as if possessed, was running as fast as he could in one direction.

He seemed tireless, frantically swinging his arms and alternating his legs, looking just like a puppet.

Chiaki immediately caught up with Hidan. With her speed, keeping up with Hidan, who was not even a genin at the time, was a piece of cake.

The two moved one after the other, gradually moving away from Yugakure.

Chiaki looked at Hidan in surprise, who seemed completely tireless. The two of them had already run at least fifty kilometers. According to the physical condition of an average adult, Hidan should have been dehydrated and exhausted long ago.

But he was completely unharmed, which was very strange.

"Ok?"

"Village?"

Just then, Hidan suddenly stopped, and Chiaki looked up in the direction Hidan was looking.

In the dim woods, there was a large clearing, and in the clearing was a small village.

But the village was already deserted, and a strong smell of blood kept emanating from it.

At this moment, Hidan seemed to suddenly wake up, looked around blankly, and finally his gaze fell on the village.

He exclaimed with delight, “Hahaha! Lord Evil God! You’ve led me here again!”

"Great! I'm going to get stronger again!"

"Once I gain power, I'm going to slaughter all those damned bastards! Slaughter them all! Hahaha!"

Seeing Hidan, who appeared completely deranged yet showed no signs of distress, Chiaki's heart tightened. "It really is like that..."

I originally thought it was just a simple task, the same ordinary task as before, and that someone was just playing tricks.

But now it seems that this task is not so simple.

When Chiaki realized that the person shouting "evil god" was Hidan, she already had a premonition that something was wrong.

"This is bad..."

Chiaki rubbed his nose in annoyance. "I overestimated myself in front of Reiko. If that evil god really has any ability, I'm afraid we won't be able to complete this mission today."

"I might even get myself involved..."

Chapter 118 The Art Style Is Off

"...This...this...this..."

Chiaki followed Hidan, who was laughing wildly, into the village, and couldn't bear to look at the scattered remains and severed limbs.

Blood was everywhere, gradually pooling together to form a small stream.

The villagers either collapsed inside their houses or lay on the road, clutching their farm tools, looking as if they were about to risk their lives.

Regardless of gender, age, or appearance, all beings are equal.

No one could survive a massacre of this magnitude.

The entire village was deathly still; the only thing that could be felt was the endless evil aura and the lingering resentment and curses.

"Lord Evil God! This is the scent of the Evil God!"

Hidan laughed maniacally and happily jumped into the stream of blood, stomping frantically on the blood on the ground, leaving a trail of bloody footprints.

Hidan even snatched a kitchen knife from a dead villager and slashed his own arm.

Hot blood immediately flowed down, merging into the blood stream on the ground.

"Ha... Lord Evil God!"

"This is my sacrifice! Hahaha!"

Hidan's manic laughter made Chiaki clench her teeth and tightly cover her mouth.

Why do such people exist in this world?

The evil cult is simply a scourge!

But now is clearly not the time to appear. Hidan is currently making a strange prayer, smearing blood on his body while drawing a strange array on the ground with a severed arm.

"vomit……"

Chiaki couldn't help but want to vomit. The scene was so bizarre that it made one wonder if they had entered a Cthulhu-themed book.

However, the evil god has not yet appeared, and Qianqiu has also discovered a difference from the original work.

That is, after Hidan smeared his own blood on himself, his skin did not turn black as in the original story; it remained in a normal state.

Do evil gods really exist?

Did that evil god grant Hidan the power of immortality?

Qian Qiuguang felt a chill run down his spine just imagining it.

A demon god capable of granting immortality is probably someone I can't handle.

However, Reiko Kawasawa's mission is to investigate the situation of the evil god and the blood. If Chiaki leaves now, he may never be able to find out what the evil god really is.

Suppressing her urge to flee immediately, Chiaki kept her eyes fixed on Hidan as she drew.

Just take a look...

Just take a look to complete the task!

Surely that evil god wouldn't be able to kill him in a single encounter?

If he's really that powerful, then why not just show himself and unify the ninja world? Why bother pretending to be a mystery and hiding away?

That's right, even the strongest is only at the Kage level, there's nothing to be afraid of!

Qianqiu secretly encouraged herself, ready to mobilize her life force to protect herself at any time.

A faint pink life force suddenly appeared on Qianqiu's body, transforming into a life force armor that clung tightly to her skin, protecting her from attacks from unknown directions.

Hidan finished drawing the strange array on the ground, happily threw away the severed arm, and raised his hand and shouted loudly.

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