Naruto Supreme Mage

Chapter 10 The Three Generations Who Almost Scared Out of a Heart Attack [Part [-]]

In the dark bedroom, only a little moonlight shines in from the window, Naruto's small body is lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, but even when he is asleep, Naruto's face still has a trace of light. smile.

"I'm really sorry, Naruto..."

Uzumaki Kushina, who was standing by the bed, bent down to touch Naruto's face, but his palm passed through Naruto's face. After a moment of stunned, Uzumaki Kushina realized, I am just a soul now, and others cannot see or touch me.

"Let's be more open, at least we can still see Naruto now, and we can also be with him, watching him grow up slowly, in the future, maybe Sakura will have a way for us to get in touch with Naruto!" '

Looking at the disappointment in Uzumaki Kushina's eyes, Namikaze Minato couldn't help sighing, and quickly comforted him.

'How can I think about it? Uzumaki Kushina's tears slid down her cheeks, turning into little glimmers of light in the air and disappearing. "Obviously Naruto sealed Kyuubi as Jinchuriki and saved the village. He should be a great hero, but now the whole Konoha regards him as a monster. We gave our lives for Konoha, But our children have to bear this kind of treatment, not to mention not having enough food and clothing every day, and the only food is still expired, Minato, I now doubt whether the sacrifices we made back then were right or wrong... '

"Kushina..." Namikaze Minato looked at Uzumaki Kushina, and reached out to help her wipe away the tears on her face. Although there was sadness in her eyes, they were more determined. "I am Hokage. Even if I sacrifice my life, I must protect the village and everyone. This is my duty as a Hokage. As for Naruto, no matter what the outsiders say, he is always a hero. He sacrificed himself for the sake of the village." hero! '

Uzumaki Kushina leaned against Namikaze Minato's body, and did not speak for a long time, staring at Naruto's eyes full of nostalgia, if conditions permit, she really wants to be by Naruto's side forever, but unfortunately, this Wishing now seems impossible at all.

'Well, Kushina, we don't have much time to come out. If you want to see Naruto, you can wait until tomorrow to continue watching. Anyway, Naruto will live here in the future, and the days to come are still long. We can watch it slowly ! '

Namikaze Minato cautiously tried to persuade him, and after some deliberation, he directly sacrificed his big killer.

'Our top priority now is to go to the three generations of adults and have a good communication with him in the dream, and find a way to get him to agree to Naruto's request to live here. Moreover, Kushina, Naruto has suffered a lot in the past few years. It was caused by the inaction of the third generation of adults. Don't you want to seek revenge from the third generation of adults in his dream? '

While talking, Namikaze Minato apologized to Sandai in his heart, he didn't mean to say that on purpose, but time doesn't allow it now, in order to divert Kushina's attention, he could only do this, I hope that the three generations of adults will not blame him when the time comes.

'right! A cold light flashed in Uzumaki Kushina's eyes, Namakaze Minato's words reminded her that this bad old man of the third generation actually watched Naruto live such a life without paying attention, and did not take revenge. She is not the blood red pepper back then.

'Let's go, take revenge on that bad old man of the third generation! '

With this in mind, Uzumaki Kushina didn't delay, and after taking a look at Naruto, he directly dragged Namikaze Minato's arm and floated out through the wall, the target - the third Hokage master!

In Sandai Hokage's bedroom, Sandai, who was older and tired all day, had just fallen asleep not long ago. However, what made him feel a little strange today was that he had never had any dreams in the past, but today he just fell asleep. After a while, he actually started dreaming, and unlike the previous dreams, his consciousness was particularly clear this time, without the sense of chaos of dreaming at all.

"Three generations of old men..."

Just when the third generation was wondering if the dream she had today was a bit strange in this white space, a familiar shout rang in her ears, and the third generation turned her head to look at the place where the sound came from, and came face to face. What came was a super huge mace.

"puff……"

Killed face-to-face by a whole mace, the face of the third generation was instantly deformed, and a mouthful of old blood suddenly spurted three feet away from his mouth, which was mixed with a white unknown object, and there was also a white object in his nostril. Two bright red fountains spewed out.

"Who... who is attacking this old man?"

San Dai was hit hard by this, and his whole body was shocked, and he woke up immediately. After waking up, looking at the familiar environment around him, San Dai breathed a sigh of relief.

"It turned out to be a dream, alas, I am really old, I actually had such a dream, but this dream is so real, it is just like the real one!"

Sandai touched his face. Although there was no injury on his face, Sandai still felt a little pain on his face.

After calming down his heartbeat, the third generation lay down in bed again and prepared to sleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, the dream came again.

"Huh? What's going on? Why did you have this dream again? Is there another dream I can't finish this year, will it come next time?"

The third generation looked at the white scenery in front of him in wonder, feeling very confused in his heart. Could it be that he was not dreaming, but had some kind of illusion?But it's not right, he checked it just now, and he didn't have an illusion at all.

"Three-generation old man, how dare you run away after beating you just now?"

There was another shout, and before San Dai could react, the same mace stretched out from the side and hit him hard on the face.

"Ah, who the hell is it?"

Waking up from the pain again, Sandai touched his nose in wonder, but there was no blood, but the feeling of being beaten into a deformed face was really real.

"Could it be that the old man is too old and the quality of sleep has declined, so there is a phenomenon of constant dreaming?"

Muttering depressingly, San Dai patted his chest, lay down and prepared to continue to sleep, but he couldn't believe it. Could it be possible to have the same dream a third time?
Two seconds later, the third generation who suddenly sat up straight from the bed couldn't help stretching out a trembling hand, and wiped the layer of cold sweat on his forehead. It was too scary to have that very real dream again. , and was slapped on the face again, the most important thing is that this time he hit him without even a sound prompt, and he just hit him with a mace in the face, he didn't even know who hit him in his dream He doesn't even know.

"What the hell is going on? Could it be that this old man owes someone? That's why the other party deliberately dreamed of beating me? But it's not right. This old man has lived upright in his life, and it's not like that little naughty boy in Danzo. Old man, I have never owed anyone!"

(End of this chapter)