Naruto King of Lightning

Chapter 226 Prayer
"Princess... when will your faith be regained!"

With a rectangular face and wearing a small round mirror, the temples of the third official are already graying, and the disappointment on his face is mixed with anger: the death of Patriarch Fenghua has left an indelible shadow on the young Fenghua Xiaoxue.

This year, his new owner: Feng Hua Zao Xue... seems to have reached some kind of rebellious period: he just stays in the house all day long, sees no one, and does not listen to any persuasion.

"Everyone is impatient with waiting, Your Royal Highness! My lord, I have placed high hopes on you!" The third official, who couldn't bear it anymore, decided to have a showdown with Fenghua Xiaoxue... He couldn't bear the fact that those warriors who were still persisting were let down like this.

Crash——the paper sliding door was opened, and the anger on Fenghua Xiaoxue's face and the fear deep in her eyes appeared, which softened the hardened heart of the third doctor a bit.

"Are you kidding me... I'm not a princess! I'm just an actor, and I'm Fuji Fuyuki who interprets a false life according to other people's scripts and settings! If it wasn't Fuka Koyuki, that person's heart would have died a long time ago!"

In the increasingly cold weather, the cold words extinguished the "hot" heart of the third doctor...

Looking at the third doctor who had "aged" several years in an instant, Fenghua Xiaoxue subconsciously grasped her heart: She knew what kind of impact her words... would have on him who was about to enter old age: But... this It is also better than going to the Snow Country to die.

"Fuji Fuyuki... You who have lost your dreams and beliefs are indeed not worthy of being the princess of the snow country. You are more suitable to be the Princess Fengyun in the movie... Goodbye."

The disheartened third husband is about to leave: he can't make the other party change his mind, so he can only use his life to repay the past mistress.

"Third Doctor, where are you...going?" Fenghua Xiaoxue, who had a premonition of something, asked with trembling shoulders.

"Avenge my mother and fulfill my duty as a warrior."

This old man who was always hunched over and smiling on weekdays: at this moment, he straightened his back...a kind of solemn and stirring aura appeared on him.

"Speak up! Open up...keep him, beg him! Tell your fear, ask him to give you some more time! Do you want him to die in vain?!"

Another voice appeared in Fenghua Xiaoxue's heart, loudly "roaring", asking her to keep the other party, but the words came to her lips: her uncle, Fenghua Nutao's ferocious and bloodthirsty face reappeared.

Plop... Kneeling on the floor, she was like an ostrich - she could only bury her head deeply in her chest, but she didn't have any courage to ask the other party to stay.

"Mother, father... Lord God! Help me, help me make a decision!"

Fenghua Xiaoxue, who hated her cowardice, began to pray for someone who could help her...

Jingle, jingle... the prayer seems to be working?

The melodious sound of bells echoed from the eaves, mixed with a somewhat frivolous voice: "You are Fuji Fuyuki? Please give me an autograph."

"His Royal Highness Xiaoxue!"

No matter how Fenghua Xiaoxue disappointed the third doctor, at the moment when Fenghua Xiaoxue encountered danger... this warrior with incomparable loyalty chose to stand in front of him immediately.

"Hahaha... Old guy, get out of the way."

Fei Duan, who waved the bloody March sickle, swept directly towards the third doctor... He and Wu Yong had listened to it for a long time on the roof: this beautiful woman named Fenghua Xiaoxue, the charming struggle and fear from beginning to end , Anxiety... What Fei Duan saw was unbearably itchy: this kind of "lost lamb" is most suitable for dedicating to Lord Evil God.

Keng——The blood-red sickle was blocked by the weapon of the third doctor, and Fei Duan showed a little surprise on his face: "Old guy, you'd better die obediently!"

As Fei Duan's bloodthirsty killing intent emerged... Fenghua Xiaoxue's body trembled: "Sure enough... reality is not a movie. I didn't pray for the messenger of the god, but I asked for the entourage of the god of death."

The faint smell of blood wafting from the tip of the nose told Fenghua Xiaoxue that it was too easy for these two people to kill themselves.

"Your Highness Xiaoxue, run!"

Roaring angrily, the third doctor rushed towards the two of them with knives in both hands.

Fenghua Xiaoxue, who subconsciously ran away, fell to the ground in embarrassment without noticing...

"..." The speechless third official was knocked to the ground by Fei Duan's knee, with his fist imprinted on his head.

"Hahaha...this woman is really stupid." Fei Duan's taunt made Fenghua Xiaoxue flushed: she had no hope of escape, so she simply put her face on the ground... once again made an ostrich posture.

"You...are too different from the way you were when you were filming."

The voice from next to her ear made Fenghua Xiaoxue turn her head: This guy, his skin is actually whiter than her own, a bastard with a pretty face!

"Secretly cursing people is not something Her Royal Highness should do." While speaking, Wu flew up with his hands, and tied Fenghua Xiaoxue's hands behind his back with white bandages.

"Help! Pervert, idiot, kidnap!"

Fenghua Xiaoxue, who was shouting at the top of her voice, felt extremely regretful about her prayer just now: it is easier to ask God than to give it away.

"Eguchi-kun, you really have a bad taste. What about this old guy?"

Fei Duan, who dragged the three masters, came to Wu Yong's side, and looked at Fenghua Xiaoxue who kept shouting indifferently - this woman might be stupid, there are no neighbors around the place she chose.

"..." After the panic, Fenghua Xiaoxue, with messy hair, remembered that no one lived around here: the reason was that in the town before, I was always pestered by ordinary people to sign autographs and take pictures, so I moved to here.

"Your Highness, keep shouting... No one will come to save you even if you shout out loud." Wu Yong, who was smiling, showed an evil smile.

"You are shameless, you bastard, you are so capable of doing such excessive things to a lady! If you dare to kill the third gentleman, I will definitely show you."

Gritting her teeth, Feng Hua Xiaoxue struggled back and forth, and the white bath towel began to slip off her body... revealing large expanses of white snow.

Wu Yong, who touched his nose, blushed slightly: he seemed to have gone too far: "Fei Duan, did you hear that..."

"Really, did you do it on purpose?" Fei Duan casually threw the third doctor who had passed out to the ground—this person was too weak to be a sacrifice, so he didn't insist anymore.

"Your Highness, we have fulfilled your request... Next, let's be more honest."

Ka——pointing her finger on her snow-white, slender neck... Before she passed out, this "bad" princess gave Wu Yong a supercilious look.

"The Land of Snow...should be richer, right?"

Looking at Fei Duan who came back, Wu Yong suddenly doubted his judgment.

"Their country - Snow Wind City, is not as big as Muye Village... We send this stupid woman there, maybe we will be blacked out." After saying this, Fei Duan's face was quite depressed.

"Why didn't you remind me earlier..." Wu Yong complained casually.

"You don't even think about what you're usually like... a dictator."

Fei Duan's words made Wu Yong extremely embarrassed.After carrying Fenghua Xiaoxue on his shoulders, Wu Yong tilted his head: "No matter how poor you are, there are still tens of millions of yen... This time, I will clean up this country."

"You really like to do such difficult things... Sand Ninja Village, Wu Ninja Village, Cloud Ninja Village, why don't you rob them of some money."

Fei Duan's question reminded Wu Yong of the regrets in these few incidents: Sand Ninja Village could have made a fortune, but it was interrupted by Jiraiya...

In Mist Ninja Village, he killed the other party Mizukage... It is God's blessing to come back without fighting.

Yunin Village, purely because time is too tight... If you walk slowly, it is not impossible to be left behind by thousands of angry cloud ninjas.

(End of this chapter)