Chapter 876

Little Mei stepped forward, couldn't help reaching out to grab Little Jue, then pinched the other party's cheeks with two fingers, squeezing and tugging them.

"I'm really curious… is this your true face? The dark-skinned image you usually use to meet people must be some kind of secret technique, right?" The mischievous Little Mei seemed completely convinced that the adorable little loli before her was that Black Zetsu, and at the other's utterly unreserved behavior, Mei felt her own IQ had been crushed.

"L-let go of me! Mizukaze Mei, you've gone too far! If you keep this up, I'm going to resist!" Little Jue struggled desperately, but compared to her, Little Mei was clearly going to overpower this short-armed, short-legged little girl.

"Oh ho… not planning to keep playing dumb? Hmph, the way you look now is honestly much more pleasing to the eye than that sneaky, obviously-not-a-good-guy appearance from before."

Little Mei wasn't shaken by Black Zetsu's threat at all; on the contrary, she felt she liked pinching Little Jue's face even more now—that soft feeling really made her more and more reluctant to let go.

Little Jue saw that the other party had absolutely no intention of stopping, and felt very unhappy inside. If she weren't worried about alerting the people at the safe house, she wouldn't have let Little Mei manhandle her face like this.

"I didn't expect to run into you in a place like this either. This is outside the plan, but it seems we not only have no conflicting interests, we should even be able to count as allies, right? Let go of me… are your hands made of ice?!"

"It's freezing, hey!"

"Mm, hearing you put it that way, it does seem to make sense… but now I have a question—may I ask you, as my ally, to explain it to me~?"

Probably because of the experiences after Young Yuanzi's disappearance, Little Mei had still picked up some bad habits, like right now, unconsciously using that interrogator-to-prisoner tone from back then.

"That one that looks very similar to Lord Yuanzi—……"

"Hey, isn't it obvious? That's Yuan… ow ow ow! Let go!" Little Jue had only said half of it when Mei reached out to pinch her face again, making Little Jue's cheeks bright red—whether from being pinched swollen or frozen by the cold air, it was unclear.

"Fine! I'll tell the truth, okay? In a certain sense, that really is Lord Yuanzi, no mistake, just with a slight deviation. Just understand it as an existence very similar to a Shadow Clone, and as for the specific situation, I'm still investigating it…"

Black Zetsu wasn't lying or holding anything back this time. Lord Yuanzi appearing in this form didn't seem to be the other party's doing, and after thinking carefully, Little Mei realized that Black Zetsu probably only knew this much. Those who knew more must be only at the place where 'Young Yuanzi' had appeared from the very beginning.

"Now can you finally let go? My original intention was to have other purposes; I didn't expect one unexpected thing after another to keep happening…"

Probably because Little Mei was lost in thought, Black Zetsu finally broke free from Little Mei's grip. The moment Little Jue regained her freedom, she hurriedly rubbed the cheeks the other party had pinched while complaining.

"Don't ask me what my purpose is! I'm telling you in advance!" Seeing Little Mei open her mouth to speak, Black Zetsu quickly took the lead in emphasizing her stance, while once again bringing out the skill she was best at.

"Didn't you want that child called Mizukaze Shiro to go with you?" Seeing the interested look Little Mei cast her way, Black Zetsu immediately felt she had regained the initiative.

"I'll help you. Let's just pretend this never happened, how about it?"

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Little Mei was silent for a moment, seemingly weighing Black Zetsu's proposal. In the end, she opened her mouth and gave an answer completely unrelated: "It's already late; children must go to bed now!"

"I get it! Please stop pinching my face!" It looked like she had agreed.

Little Jue was very angry right now, but she simply couldn't lash out at the person who had made her angry—some scenes were simply too intense for Little Jue.

"Be good, no looking back." Lin Cheng rubbed Little Jue's head and said in a very serious tone.

"Rasengan?!" Jiraiya mercilessly pressed the Rasengan in his hand against the one before him.

On the Mist ninja's face, this guy's head was undoubtedly shattered along with his mask, and the spurting blood shot two meters high.

Not far away, Little Mei disdainfully curled her lips and gave Jiraiya a very 'fair' assessment.

"What an inelegant way to fight!"

Her hands shimmered with a layer of crystalline thin ice, like a pair of gloves made of ice. Around her, scattered in pieces, were some ice chunks suspected to be human body parts, as well as a few ice sculptures that still retained human shapes. Even though the Mist ninja knew Little Mei was a kekkei genkai ninja of the Mizukaze clan, they kept sending themselves to their deaths in this manner, stubbornly dragging things out.

"Hmph, in my opinion, you two are no different…" Because of Little Mei's kekkei genkai, the fog spread even further. From within the mist came another voice dripping with cold mockery—this was naturally Zabuza, who had always taken a dislike to Little Mei. Accompanied by a blade-light that sliced through the pale-white fog with a whistling sweep, several Mist ninja fell cleanly at the sound. Then, only slowly did fresh blood seep from beneath them into the soil, becoming nourishment. Dead.