Konoha's graceful style

Our level

What happened to our level?

A great sense of humiliation arose uncontrollably in my heart.

The gray-haired snow ninja gave a fierce look, and immediately rushed up and rushed towards the train window, hoping to break through the window and escape.

However, as soon as he moved, a blue light flashed past.

"what"

Just hearing a scream, the gray-haired snow ninja slammed into the window in a panic, and then made a muffled "bang" sound, and then was bounced back, falling to the ground holding his thigh and screaming in pain.

The whole process happens in a blink of an eye.

From the gray-haired snow ninja suddenly running away, to Yuta realizing it and taking action.

In the silent carriage, only the screams of the gray-haired snow ninja echoed.

All the snow ninjas stared blankly at this scene, and with a slight movement of their brains, they immediately realized what had just happened, and couldn't help but feel even more frightened.

For a time, an atmosphere called silence filled the carriage.

Gradually, even the gray-haired Snow Ninja felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. He pressed the wound with his hands holding his thighs, gritted his teeth and endured the pain without making a sound, but blood continued to flow out from between his fingers along the wound. The fear for Yuta in my heart couldn't help but become deeper.

His thoughts of escaping obviously came up suddenly, but the other party could even detect this and react instantly.

"who are you"

After a long silence, the gray-haired Snow Ninja suddenly raised his head and asked weakly with a pale face.

Now he has old wounds that have not yet healed, and new ones. How can he be so miserable?

But he must die knowingly.

Hearing this, the other snow ninjas all pricked up their ears, but they still lowered their heads, not daring to look into Yuta's eyes. The shadow in my heart is already spreading.

Yuta turned his head and looked. To be honest, he had no intention of teasing these snow ninjas. It was entirely their own fault. Seeing the gray-haired snow ninja's expression of "Death to know the answer", he smiled and said slowly road:

"I am who you say I am, the Konoha ninja."

""

A trace of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the gray-haired snow ninja.

Of course he knew that Yuta was a Konoha ninja. Although he didn't wear a forehead protector, judging from the actions of the daimyo asking for help from Konoha, it was almost certain that this guy was a Konoha ninja.

But are all Konoha ninjas so strong?

"Lead the way well."

Yuta's plain words interrupted Yuki Ren's random thoughts, "There will be a next time."

His eyes suddenly condensed.

Before they finished speaking, all the snow ninjas suddenly felt as cold as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and they were horrified in their hearts.

Seeing that the effect he wanted was achieved, Yuta dissipated his momentum, and all the snow ninjas let out a long sigh of relief, their backs already wet.

They felt as if they were about to suffocate just now.

This undoubtedly shows how huge the gap is between them and the Konoha ninja. I am afraid that there is a huge mountain and a gap that is far more than that.

The momentum alone made them breathless. If they had the idea of ​​​​escape before, now, they didn't even have any luck.

Recalling Yuta's words just now, "How dare you rebel at your level" didn't seem to be a mockery or humiliation to them, but a genuine puzzling.

For some reason, several snow ninjas were worried about the village's next actions.

You know, they are the elites in the village.

"Kuang-dang-kang-dang-kang-dang"

The sound of trains running on the tracks is endless.

It was unusually quiet inside the carriage. Yuta sat on the cushioned bench and looked out the window at the world covered in wind and snow.

The snow ninjas all stood there with their heads lowered, neither daring to sit nor move, like trembling little quails.

Time passed slowly, and the sky became darker, but the flying snow outside the window did not stop, but fell even harder.

However, sitting inside the train is much warmer than outside, and you don't feel the cold obviously.

The capital of the Land of Snow.

Night falls and snow falls.

There were few pedestrians on the street, and occasionally there were a few figures walking quickly in the snow, for fear of staying outside for a long time.

In recent times, the atmosphere in the capital has become increasingly tense. It is said that something big will happen in the country soon. Although I don’t know where the rumor first spread, there is no doubt that the residents in the capital gradually believe it.

In the center of the city, inside the magnificent high-walled building, soldiers guarded it heavily.

This is the Daming Mansion of the Land of Snow.

In a dark room, a middle-aged man sat on his knees on the ground silently. The sound of the wind and snow outside could not be heard here.

"Hey."

Thinking about the changes in the Land of Snow during this period, the famous name of the Land of Snow, Fenghua Hayesuki, sighed deeply, his face looking haggard.

It was not that he didn't know what his brother was preparing in private, but he always held a glimmer of expectation in his heart, hoping that he would wake up in time.

However, judging from the news coming from below, all this is just wishful thinking on his part.

Xueyin Village has been completely controlled by his brother, and the situation has become increasingly serious.

"Father."

At this time, the door to the room was opened, and cold wind blew in.

Under the hazy moonlight, a girl in kimono stood outside the door, looking at him worriedly.

Fenghua Zaixue suppressed the worries in her heart, showed a kind smile on her face, and waved to her daughter, "Xiaoxue, are you still up so late?"

Seeing her father's usual smile, Fenghua Xiaoxue breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on her pretty cheeks, "Xiaoxue wants to come and see my father."

Fenghua Xiaoxue walked into the house, sat down next to her father obediently, looked up at him, and hesitated to say, "Father"

Fenghua Zaoyue reached out and stroked her daughter's head, her voice was steady and reassuring, "It's okay, Xiaoxue."

He looked at the wind and snow outside and murmured in his heart: "Everything will pass."

"kindness."

Fenghua Xiaoxue felt relieved after hearing this, feeling her father's warm and generous palms, and couldn't help but smile.

After comforting her daughter and leaving, Fenghua Zaoxue came outside and looked at the snow country where the goose feathers were falling, with a trace of hesitation and confusion in her eyes.

Do we really have to confront each other with swords?

In his mind, his daughter's smile appeared, and Fenghua Xiaoxue's eyes gradually became firm. No matter what the outcome was, nothing would happen to his daughter, Fenghua Xiaoxue.

Thinking of the request for help sent to Konoha, counting the time, it should be almost there.

"woo"

A bright whistle broke the silence of the snowy night.

The train enters the station.

"Pfft"

Steam rose and the train stopped steadily.

The car door opened, and the staff rushed out one after another with nervous expressions.

Yuta walked at the back with a few snow ninjas.

"arrive."

Looking at the empty and silent station, Yuta said softly, and then slowly left the place under the vigilant eyes of the staff as if they were facing an enemy.