Hokage: I Am Hinata’s Guardian Spirit

Mr. Ichimura's pupils suddenly shrank, and he burst into tears. He struggled and sobbed a few words, but no one could hear what he was saying clearly.

The reason Liu Chen was so angry was because his Voice of All Things heard the wailing of many people on the coffin. He didn't know how many innocent lives were sacrificed to build this coffin, but he could guess that the current craftsman village has probably Not many people were left alive.

Originally, according to the original resurrection method, "827" did not need to pay such a high price, but these people were dominated by their own ambitions. They wanted a more powerful ancestor, powerful enough for them to look up to.

This not only required obtaining the power of the tailed beast, but also the power of the evil object. In order to carry these huge powers, they had to create something that was not originally planned. They are a group of geniuses, but their efforts are in the wrong direction. These people could have led the Artisan Village to true peace in another way.

Liu Chen looked at Mr. Icun indifferently and cried out in grief. He knew that Mr. Icun would fall into incomparable pain due to the condemnation of his conscience. He understood even more clearly that even so, this man would not have any regrets in his heart. If you look at the man in front of you from another angle, he has indeed turned into a monster and is in hell.

"despair………"

There was a crisp sound from inside the coffin, and when it stopped, it was like the sound of someone knocking on the table, which was particularly harsh in this quiet place.

Liu Chen turned around and saw a hand sticking out of the coffin. The arm was thick, and it should be a man's arm, but the skin was extremely white... It should be said that there was no blood at all.

The sound that just came out was the sound of fingertips hitting the edge of the coffin.

Holding the edge of the coffin with his arms, a person slowly sat up in the coffin. A very young man with a soft appearance. He was wearing a large robe with a simple style and a material different from ordinary clothes. The cuffs showed circles of gold threads. , forming a strange pattern, like a pattern composed of an unknown spell.

The man was sitting in the coffin, his eyes slightly dull, his head twisted, and he looked around, his eyes gradually becoming clearer. He looked at Mr. Ichimura, and there seemed to be some kind of connection between the two. The handsome man's expression moved, he stood up, swayed, left the coffin, and walked towards Mr. Ichimura step by step... .…….

Mr. Ichimura looked at the man walking towards him with intense eyes.

When the handsome man passed by Liu Chen, he inadvertently showed a surprised expression, and then nodded to Liu Chen. His behavior was no different from that of a normal person, and he did not look like he was in danger. .

Liu Chen was also a little surprised. He nodded and smiled very gentlemanly in return, with a faint flash of lightning in his eyes.

Seeing that flash of lightning, the handsome man's face became more solemn than before, but he did not communicate too much with Liu Chen and continued to walk in the direction of Mr. Ichimura.

"The ancestor..." Mr. Icun said with difficulty. The appearance of the man in front of him was exactly the same as the portrait enshrined in the craftsman village for generations. Mr. Icun 3.5's inner joy had surpassed all sadness, "The ancestor of Qingming. ....

"You can call me by my name. It seems that you are really from the Artisan Village." Qingming looked at the dying Mr. Ichimura, his voice full of sorrow, "Before I died, I expected that this day would happen. I know that I will pay the price for my greed, and I should not have gone to that sealed place back then..."

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