Chapter 177 Save People!

Everyone looked at Uchiha Mizuki's firm smile, and immediately understood the boy's intentions.

"Then let us protect you!" Fu Yue said in a low voice with an excited expression.

"Yes!"

Matt Dai, Yuyue Ryoma and Uchiha Tatsuo said in unison, and the others also showed a look of agreement.

"Okay!" Thinking that Mu Ya's migration period is coming to an end, Uchiha Mizuki didn't insist: "Today is the first day of the new year, don't think about that, just relax."

"Yes!"

The crowd nodded.

"Hey, why didn't Minato come?" Uchiha Jianyue was a little strange when he glanced around and didn't see Minato.

Gu Jie took over the conversation and said slowly, "This kid has a cold."

I have a cold...?
Uchiha Mizuki blinked, looking a little dazed.

……

Inside the small building on the second floor.

Minato is like a salted fish without dreams, lying on the bed with his body full.

"Minato, don't sleep on the floor from now on!"

Kushina touched Minato's hot forehead, blamed herself and blushed.

"really?"

Hearing this, Minato, who was in a trance, suddenly regained his energy. He first did it excitedly, and then looked at Kushina shyly.

"Yeah." Jiu Xinnai nodded and gave an affirmative answer: "When I went out to buy medicine just now, I ordered a new bed by the way, and the boss sent it over in the afternoon."

Uh...how is it so different from what he imagined... Minato lay down on the bed in a dispirited state, feeling that his condition was getting worse.

"Are you alright, Minato!"

Kushina hurriedly bent down to help Minato tuck in the quilt.

"It's okay, I want to be quiet."

While speaking, Minato closed his eyes.

"Ok."

Although Minato felt weird, Kushina didn't delve into it.

……

Hefeng Town, Lizi Tofu Square.

Today is the first day of the new year, and this shop, which had a good business in the past, is not open.

At this moment, in the backyard of the tofu shop, a family of three is sitting in the courtyard having a reunion dinner.

The young man dressed in coarse linen substituted tea for wine, and saluted the two relatives in front of him.

"Brother, sister-in-law, happy new year!"

"Xiao Qi, Happy New Year!" The one-armed man and the woman with a protruding belly smiled at each other and replied together.

"Your sister-in-law is pregnant, it's inconvenient! I'll drink her wine!" The one-armed man smiled and drank two glasses in a row.

"Just solved your alcohol addiction!"

The woman touched her belly, which was pregnant with a new life, and joked with her eyes narrowed.

"Ha ha!"

Putting down his wine glass, the one-armed man smirked.

Seeing this scene, Qilang wiped away his tears secretly. At this moment, he only wished the years to be quiet, and then he could wait for his cute little nephew to come into the world with peace of mind.

Compared with his life as His Highness the Seventh Prince, Qilang prefers the present life, which is calm and warm, even if it is tiring to buy tofu every day, he is happy with it.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the midst of peace, the wooden door was suddenly split into pieces by a sharp knife, and dozens of masked men in black rushed in.

"Your Highness, Your Highness Seventh, it's been a long time!"

A young man in a black official uniform rushed in and stopped behind a group of men in black.

The one-armed man didn't panic, and said in a calm and rhythmic voice: "Master, you have misunderstood the wrong person. There are no His Royal Highnesses and Seventh Highnesses here, but the two brothers Dalang Qilang from the tofu shop."

While speaking, he gave his younger brother a wink, and when the boy leaned over, he hugged his wife and younger brother with his remaining left hand.

"Dalang and Qilang, are you?" The young official lowered his head and repeated softly, then smiled cruelly at the corner of his mouth: "Kill me!"

As a good dog raised by a daimyo, his conscience has long been eaten, and he doesn't care at all whether what the man says is right or wrong.

After receiving the order, the black-clothed assassins did not dare to hesitate, and swung their shining long knives, killing the family of three in the yard.

"go to hell!"

The ferocious faces continued to enlarge in front of Qilang, and he closed his eyes in horror.

This scene is very similar to the scene where Sato Harutoyo killed him four years ago!
And when he faced matters related to Sato Zhifeng, he often lost his courage.

"Four years ago, my eldest brother lost an arm to save himself. Qilang, Qilang, do you still want him to lose another life?"

A voice of doubt sounded in Shichiro's heart.

Do not!
He did not want……!
Thinking of his elder brother who was desperate for him, the boy instantly overcame his fear. He broke away from his elder brother's arm and jumped in front of his relatives.

This time, let him protect the eldest brother!
At the very moment, a terrifying wind blade slashed across, cutting open the bodies of several assassins rushing forward in an instant, red blood sprayed out profusely, and a salty smell rushed over.

The assassin behind was startled by the scene in front of him, and stopped immediately.

"Where did the ninja come from!"

The black-clothed official at the end looked around with a dignified expression.

At this time, his eyes were dazzled by the cold light, followed by a sharp pain in his neck, and a thin line of blood printed into his eyes. The black-clothed officer knew that the artery in his neck was cut open by the enemy behind him. .

"Eep!"

The black-clothed official seemed to have something to say, but his vocal chords could only make a sound like dead wood snapping in a cemetery.

Just like that, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and his body collapsed weakly.

"who are you!"

The remaining assassins couldn't help being a little scared when they saw the enemy killing so decisively.

What they hold in their hands is just a long sword, while the opponent's hand is holding a kunai. The strength of a samurai and a ninja is often very different.

Although they are cautious enough, how could the well-trained root members give them a chance.

While the consciousness of the assassins was still functioning, they were unknowingly scolded and wiped their necks.

"what!"

"what--!"

Long or short screams sounded continuously, and soon the root members successfully cleared the field.

Shimura Enzo, Kurama Masaki and Minazuki Kyo appeared in the courtyard instantly.

"The killing efficiency of the roots is really fast!" Kurama Zhengqing looked at the corpses lying in a pool of blood, and couldn't help but praise.

"Mizuki-sama's judgment is indeed correct, luckily we caught up!" Shimura Enzo felt that they were lucky to be able to save the family of three in front of them.

See Master Yue?It's Uchiha Mizuki's person... Dalang breathed a sigh of relief.

It was only now that he was in the mood to look at the three ninjas without masks, and the brown-haired boy on the right. He felt a little familiar: "Are you sent by Uchiha Mitsuki?"

"Yes!" Kurama Zhengqing took a step forward and smiled at the man: "Do you still remember me? Your Highness!"

"Your Highness? No, no, no! There is no His Highness here..." Da Lang quickly denied it, and at the same time he recognized the brown-haired boy.

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