Dancer of Konoha

Chapter 39: Bad news again and again

Feeling the intimidating aura exuded by Sarutobi Hiruzen, Danzo Shimura narrowed his eyes, ignored the silent warning of the Third Hokage, and sneered:

"Forget it, Hiruzen..."

This old friend of mine is really tight against these two treasures of the nine-tailed Jinchuuriki.

Danzo Shimura shook his sleeves disdainfully, turned around and left with his cane:

"If you like that kind of defective product, I'll leave it to you."

The two of them have been classmates, brothers, companions, and even rivals since they were young. Even on the eve of Sarutobi Hiruzen's wedding, he was the one who pressed the bed. They understand each other better than they understand themselves.

So Sarutobi Hiruzen's aura didn't scare him, but Sora really didn't have any attraction to him, so how could he touch this old friend's bad luck at will.

It is not wise to do something when you know it cannot be done...

Hum, not to mention it's not what I want.

"Isn't it empty..."

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at Shimura Danzo's leaving figure meaningfully. Was it Yan Yan? I hope so...

In his opinion, taijutsu ninjas are strong, but their growth potential is low. Even if they reach the top level, their methods are single and full of flaws.

Forcibly improving one's strength can only result in a heavier price to pay. Just like Matt Dai, his record of almost wiping out the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist Ninja was dazzling, but his figure as a strong figure also slipped like a meteor.

At the cost of life...

Thinking of the past, Sarutobi Hiruzen, who looked a little heavy, took out the pipe in his arms, lit it, and took a deep breath. The green smoke slowly floated up, covering his old face.

His evaluation of Yanyan's future is just that he is better than Kong. In fact, Kong may even be stronger...

Among the top experts who have survived in the ninja world, which one is a pure taijutsu ninja? For a real ninja, taijutsu is still an auxiliary...

If it was Yanyan, it wouldn't be a bad idea to give it to Danzo. Haha, the murderous aura from the inside out of this naughty kid is quite consistent with his roots.

He looked at the dazzling full moon in the sky with a chuckle, and the surrounding stars were dim. The third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen bit his pipe and slowly left in the footsteps of his old friend...

"hiss......"

When he got home, Kong was confused to find that his buttocks had swollen, and strangely, the swollen was a neat rectangular shape. Although the swelling would subside tomorrow according to his constitution, it was now extremely painful and itchy.

"what happened?"

Yanyan raised his eyebrows and asked when he saw Kong looking a little awkward.

"Brother...I...hiss...fart...butt hurts...swollen."

Sora smiled sheepishly, but the square lump above his butt made him afraid to sit down.

"Oh...it hurts..."

"what?!"

in root base

Under the darkness, a group of people knelt down on one knee, lowering their heads and not daring to look directly at the old man on crutches in front of them. The huge base was silent and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

"How's Ryoma doing..."

As soon as the gloomy words came out, the air in the entire base was as heavy and oppressive as a sponge filled with water. The root ninja kneeling in front of Shimura Danzo felt his heartbeat begin to accelerate and his breathing became disordered. He replied tremblingly:

"Ryu... Lord Ryoma is dying. He wants to see you..."

"very good......"

Shimura Danzo felt that the hatred and anger in his heart was raging and burning, and he could hardly suppress it and wanted to burst out. He had not seen it for many years, and this feeling almost made him lose his mind.

Only two of the nine root elites who went to collect Sharingan came back, and the number of Sharingan they brought back was only half of the Uchiha clan. Who is it! Who is it! ! !

"Walk......"

Shimura Danzo, who almost had his teeth broken, found the dying Aburame Ryoma.

Seeing Danzo come in, the last light of life appeared in the eyes of Aburame Ryoma, who was covered in blood. She struggled to hold on to Danzo's arm, and whispered in a breathless voice:

"Ahem...it's an Uchiha...an Uchiha wearing a mask...with the ability of time and space! When we were collecting the Sharingan, he was also collecting... ....Be careful...Danzo...be careful with his abilities...ahem..."

A stream of dark red blood spurted out from Aburame Ryoma's mouth, and the hand holding Danzo's arm began to become weak, and the light in his eyes slowly dissipated.

"I'm sorry, Danzo...I can't...follow you...for...these...decades... ....It's my honor..."

Before she finished speaking, Aburame Ryoma's arms dropped completely limply.

"Ah, I know..."

Danzo lowered his eyes and his voice was trembling. Ryoma Aburame was his close guard who had followed him for decades, a subordinate and a friend...

A light blue flame suddenly appeared on Aburame Ryoma's body and burned violently. This is one of the rules of Root and Anbu since its creation, "No body left behind when dead"

A strong wind blew, and Danzo suddenly turned around with murderous intent, sternly glaring at the roots in the darkness:

"Check! Check for me! I want to know all the information about this masked Uchiha!"

"Hi!"

With the fury of the darkness in the ninja world, a group of black shadows scattered and ran away...

The long and cold night slowly passed, the darkness receded, and the warm sun rose. In the early morning of the next day, the fog in the entire Konoha Village seemed to be filled with a trace of stale rust.

Yan Yan frowned and sat on the corridor watching Tian Tian and Kong's physical training. The two of them were going back and forth, fists and kicks interlaced, and it looked like they were going strong, but...

The physical training in the early morning was to get in good condition for the next day's practice. Yan Yan, who had a strict attitude towards his younger brothers and sisters, could not tolerate the two of them being distracted like this anymore.

"Okay, stop..."

Yanyan put down the tea cup in his hand, stood up with a frown and said coldly:

"I'll fight you two."

Stopping their hands and standing on both sides, Tiantian and Kong, who were still distracted, looked shocked when they heard the words. They both took a step back and looked at Yanyan in panic.

"..."

The dark-faced Yanyan slowly walked towards his younger brother and sister who were resisting in front of him, twisting his neck and making a series of bone crunching sounds.

"Ah! Nissan, what are you doing!"

"Brother...please wait..."

Finally feeling that something was wrong, Tiantian and Kong's panicked voices sounded.

"Let me see why you are so distracted..."

Before they finished speaking, in the frightened eyes of the two people, a whirlwind of air rushed towards them. Without any fancy movements, a whip leg was suddenly thrown out, and the wind passed by... .

In less than a second, Tiantian and Kong's screams of pain shattered the early morning tranquility of Changhe's house.

"Ah! Help! Nissan! Wait...wait, I understand, I will never be distracted again! Wait! I really know that I was wrong! Ohhhhhh!!!"

"Ah!!! Brother! I also know I was wrong! I'm just a little worried...Ah!!!"

After a while, the screams gradually stopped. Grandpa Changhe walked out of the room holding a teacup in his hand. He couldn't help but glance curiously at the courtyard, and then laughed loudly.

"Oh my, the relationship between you brothers and sisters is really good...hehehe..."

Yan Yan looked like a hunter returning from hunting with a cold face, lifting the collars around the necks of the two dejected people, like each hand holding a rabbit with its legs stretched out, and lightly threw it to the corridor.

"oops......"

"what......"

There was a cry of pain, Yanyan picked up a towel and wiped away the non-existent sweat, and ordered in a calm voice:

"Go and wash up quickly, it's time to eat..."

"Hi......"

"Hi......"

Tiantian and Kong held up their sore bodies without tears, nodded, and looked pitifully at their grandfather Changhe. Seeing their grandfather smiling happily, they lowered their heads and went into their respective houses to wash up in aggrieved annoyance.

"Sure enough, you just want to find a reason to teach your younger siblings a lesson..."

Athena complained speechlessly.

"Why, you don't like it?"

Yanyan held up the teacup and took a sip with an expressionless expression.

"No, good job..."

Athena continued with some gloating:

"I've been a little too disobedient lately. It's time to clean up the naughty kid..."

While the family was having breakfast, there was suddenly a loud noise on the street, and the footsteps of people in the crowd suddenly became faster. Many people didn't know what was happening, but they just curiously started running along with the accelerating crowd.

After a while, his father Takesuke walked into the room with a solemn look. Seeing everyone in the room looking at him curiously, Takesuke opened his mouth but stopped talking.

"Did news about the Uchiha clan spread?"

Grandpa Changhe slowly put down the chopsticks in his hand and asked in a deep voice.

"Ah, yes, Father, you know..."

Takesuke looked at his father in surprise.

"certainly......"

Grandpa Changhe, who already knew the truth, could not help but feel a bit sad in his tone. He waved his hand to signal his son to sit down and whispered:

"This matter has nothing to do with us, and don't discuss it with anyone anymore. It's just your own fault. Alas...it's just a pity for that boy Fugaku..."

Uchiha Fugaku put in a lot of effort for the peace between the Uchiha clan and Konoha. He had also consulted with Masagawa many times, but in the end he failed. The Uchiha clan finally fell under his pride.

Takesuke nodded when he heard the words, his eyes were a little sad. Even Uchiha had a few people who had a good relationship with him, but they died overnight and their clan was wiped out...

Grandpa Changhe's eyes were a little lonely. He looked at Yanyan and reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth and said meaningfully:

"Okay, brat, take your brothers and sisters to school quickly. You have to be more honest recently and don't get into trouble again, hehehe..."

It seems that grandpa Changhe also knows about the battle between Yanyan and Genbu last night, especially the grandma on the side who is taking the piano. At this time, she has an expression of pride for her grandson, and grandpa is shaking his head repeatedly.

"Okay, grandpa..."

Just as Yanyan walked out of the vestibule with Sora and Tenten, a servant hurriedly walked over and passed by him. He vaguely heard the servant report that a jounin named Sarutobi Asuma came to visit. ....

......

"Alas...the old king is dead and a new king is about to be established. Daming Mansion is also experiencing troubled times."

Changhe and Sarutobi Asuma sat opposite each other at the tea table with a sad face, sighing in a low voice:

"It's been a rare few years of peace. Thanks to him, the Country of Fire has never been in chaos again."

Sarutobi Asuma heard nothing and lit up another cigarette without hesitation, nodded with respect and said:

"Yes, Master Shan He is a real strong man. He single-handedly suppressed the chaos in the entire Daming Mansion. If he hadn't made a desperate move in the end, Di Lu and I might not have been able to come back... "