"Of course, if you are willing to tell me your ninjutsu of the filthy land reincarnation!"

A starry light flashed in Tsunade's pupils, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

What?

Orochimaru was stunned, suddenly looked up at Tsunade, and a cold light hit him like a sword.

This look and feeling seduced Orochimaru's memories.

That forest, that roof, that man.

A man, a terriblely powerful man, gradually emerged in Orochimaru's heart.

The real Tsunade would not want this kind of ninjutsu at all, this is the forbidden book invented by the first Naruto.

No matter how extreme Tsunade is, how indulgent she is, she is addicted to gambling and does not care about the world, she will never want to learn this kind of ninjutsu.

Because, to those who hold the banner of justice, this is a kind of evil magic, a cruel magic that violates nature.

Orochimaru closed his eyes, his face looked painful and a hoarse and trembling voice sounded.

"Sure enough, you are not Tsunade!"

As the air circling and rising, the atmosphere became tense and dull in an instant.

"hehe!"

The laughter like a silver bell broke the dull atmosphere.

"It seems that Mr. Orochimaru has a very clear memory of me!"

While the silver bell-like smile came to an abrupt end, a loud and rough male voice rang.

This sound carried the power into his eardrums of his pocket, shattering his glasses.
Chapter completed!