Hokage Izumi Nana, don't run!

Chapter 8 Izumi Nana is sad and angry!

Whether it is Senju or Uchiha, this new year is destined to be unstable.

——The patriarchs of the two families had seriously injured each other at the expense of themselves in the battle a year ago, and their time was running out.

Madara and Izuna became increasingly silent.

Especially Madara, who has been constantly transitioning from the youthful spirit to the cold-faced leader of the clan.

Quan Na also gradually learned to mediate, no longer standing behind her brother, but smiling gently and taking the toughest attitude.

It was easy for Hashirama to take over the power as the young patriarch with the support of the Uzumaki clan, but he stopped thinking about forming an alliance when faced with his seriously injured father.

Tobirama took full advantage of his high IQ to help Hashirama stabilize the situation.

Only the water room...

After that battle, Shuijian clearly felt the surge of spiritual power. After seven days of seclusion, the golden elixir in her Dantian made her whole body full of strength.

Old man, if you see that I haven't formed a pill yet, just wait until I ascend and beat you up, hahahaha.

And the new sea urchin-headed swordsman who has always regarded his elder brother as his opponent but is obviously very strong wants to challenge you!

And Izumi Nana, I have already formed the elixir, and if you haven’t yet, it would be more practical to practice sword practice with me, hahaha!

As for eldest brother, second brother and father, I will be able to carry up the front of our family from now on. You should have a good rest and don’t be miserable every time!

Overjoyed, Mizama lifted up his robe and pushed the door open and ran out.

——Dad, Big Brother and Second Brother, here I come!

then……

Clan members, have you been infected by the Uchiha next door and become deeply grudged? Where is the bright smile of my Senju clan?

Although the expression next door looks like someone owes them eight million, but we can’t stand their good looks, so let’s not imitate them, be good.

"Mizama-sama, are you okay?" Senju Anri, who had always been Mizuma's deputy (and translator), saw Mizuma's face glowing red and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying. She took a deep breath and pointed to the clan leader's room. : "Lord Buddha, Lord Hashirama, Lord Tobirama."

Hey, they're all in dad's room? Have a discussion meeting?

Shuijian turned around in confusion, and when he approached Buddha's room, he smelled a strong smell of medicine. Although the smell of medicine was very strong, the smell of blood hidden inside could not be covered up.

Shuijian's footsteps paused, and his heart skipped a beat.

This is……

"Mizama?"

It's the second brother's voice.

Shuijian suppressed all his joy and smile and slowly opened the door.

What caught his eye was the weak Thousand-Armed Buddha on the couch. His lips had faded to pale, and there was a deathly aura lingering between his brows.

Hashirama and Tobirama knelt down beside him and remained silent.

Obviously, he should feel more relaxed after forming the elixir, cleansing the menstruation and cutting the marrow, but Shuijian suddenly felt that his steps were heavy.

"Shuijian." Fojian stretched out his hand to Shuijian.

Mizama pursed his lips, then obediently approached and handed his hand to Buddha.

It was a bit cold, and Mizama shivered.

Buddha's eyes were a little confused.

"Among the five children, Mizama looks the most like your mother. It's a pity that you are the only one who has never met her."

"She is a very gentle person, very strong, and good at swordsmanship. You can follow her, Mizuma."

"Mizama, you're still not very good at talking. To be honest, you are the one I worry about the most."

During these days of seclusion in Shuijian, Fojian has handed over all family affairs, and now he is just a dying father.

"I'll be relieved if I can see you in good health before I leave."

"I have to go find your mother..."

Shuijian watched the light in Fojian's eyes gradually dissipate, and suddenly became panicked. She used her physical strength and spiritual power to transfer some of her life to Fojian, but it was in vain.

Two different power systems cannot be integrated.

Dad, Dad, what are you talking about?

I don’t understand. Say it again, say it again!

You, don’t sleep, don’t sleep!

Those rough and strong hands fell down feebly, Hashirama's suppressed cries rang in his ears, and Minato was stunned in place for a moment.

For the first time, she felt that not being able to understand words was more troublesome than not being able to practice swordsmanship.

Isn’t it said that after forming the elixir, one’s cultivation will advance rapidly and become invincible in the world?

Why can't even one person be kept?

After forming the elixir in her previous life, she happily rolled around in the valley, and her cheerful laughter was more pleasant than the sound of water.

But today, even though she brought everyone the best news, she couldn't laugh at all.

She is not omnipotent.

The swordsman who has always been carefree and unrestrained, the talented monk, is confused.

She suddenly had so many more questions, so many doubts that she had never had in her previous life, but no one could answer them for her.

Shuijian allowed Xingli to change into mourning clothes for her, and knelt quietly in front of the Buddha's soul. She knelt there all night long.

She didn't cry, but her eyes lost their sparkle.

This is more heart-wrenching than tears.

"Mizama?" A gentle voice called softly.

Mizama blinked his dry eyes and raised his eyes a little blankly. His red hair was very conspicuous in the black and white mourning hall.

Sister-in-law?

"Eat." Mito handed over a rice ball and a bowl of water.

He took the water but didn't eat. He looked at Mito questioningly.

Mito touched her head and pulled her up, Mizuma followed her silently.

Probably...he came to express his condolences to his father.

"We are very sad about the death of Uncle Buddha, but the Uzumaki clan will always be an ally of the Senju." Uzumaki Mito not only came to express condolences, but also to show her attitude. She smiled comfortingly at the three brothers and sisters, "If you are in front of me, you will want to cry. Just cry.”

Hashirama gritted his teeth and shook his head: "I will definitely become a good clan leader!"

Tobirama was silent for a while: "Thank you, Mito-san."

Mizama was still holding the rice ball and said nothing, she still couldn't understand.

So depressing.

Shuijian felt sour in her heart, and she suddenly wanted to escape from here urgently.

"Where are you going, Minama!"

"Brother!" Tobirama grabbed Hashirama, who was about to catch up, "Let her be alone."

She didn't use Qinggong, she just ran all the way like she was letting off steam. When she stopped, she found that she was in Nanhe River again.

Subconsciously, this is a place to relax.

The rushing river must have merged into the sea. There is water in the sea, and all the imprints of the Nanga River can be found.

The deceased is like a husband who does not want to leave day or night.

This is what the old man often sighs when looking at Yuan Youliu.

Chew words and show off.

You, a bad old man, are nothing like those men of letters.

As a result, the old man hung him on a tree all night because of this complaint.

How vindictive and petty!

She cursed angrily, but the old man ascended soon after.

She wanted to hear his refined show off but couldn't hear it anymore.

But luckily, it was just an ascension. When she also ascended, she could go find him, and by the way, she could give him a good beating to avenge him.

But this time, where can she find her father?

The water sparkled, reflecting the girl's puzzled face.

"Senju Minama?"

This familiar voice...

When Mizama turned around, he saw Izuna who was also wearing mourning clothes.

"Izumi Nana..." Mizama rarely smiled at him and just murmured his name.

"Ah, Thousand-Armed Buddha is dead too." Quan Nai raised her chin and glanced coldly at her forehead, which looked a little messy from running, and snorted coldly, "It turns out that you, a retarded person, also know how to feel sad. "

Shuijian said nothing and looked at him in confusion. His lips were a little chapped and his eyes were a little blue. He must not have had a good rest recently.

After hesitating for a moment, he approached and handed over the rice ball in his hand.

Quan Nai glanced down for a moment, looking at those clean eyes, she was filled with anger unconsciously, and threw the rice ball into Nanga River with a wave of her hand.

"That's enough! Do you understand that we are enemies?"

"Oh, Senju has the support of Uzumaki, and you three brothers and sisters support each other. How can you understand how difficult Madara is!"

"I could have had four brothers, but they all died at the hands of you Thousand Hands. Do you know how sad I am!"

Izuna's eyes were red. After these days of contact with family affairs, he realized how difficult these old guys and employers were. Madara's face was full of fatigue when he was alone. The hawks and doves refused to compromise with each other. Uchiha's love over the years As the loss of a loved one turned into a deeper hatred, he simply couldn't reconcile it.

He was only sixteen and he was really tired.

But he couldn't retreat, he could only grit his teeth and move forward. He had to help Brother Ban.

But, why can she still laugh, why can her eyes always be so clean, why can she always be covered in sunshine? This is unfair!

The young man's initial thoughts were disturbed by a sudden change, and all his emotions were disrupted. Faced with the shyness she should have had, the recent pressure turned into anger.

Mizama was at a loss when facing Izuna's roar with red eyes. She didn't know how to comfort him. The fists on her side clenched and unclenched, but she was powerless against the unfamiliar language.

Quan Nai, what are you talking about?

Why is he so sad?

Why does he seem to have changed and become different from before?

Mizama felt once again how powerless it was to not be able to understand the words.

She wanted to raise her hand and touch Quan Nai's head, and comfort him not to be sad, but in the end she could only hold the corner of her clothes and watch him leave because she couldn't express it.

"Ha, you don't understand at all." Quan Nai sneered, turned and left.

Damn it, she didn't bring a sword, shouldn't I take the opportunity to kill her?

Izuna bit her lower lip as she left. He is not such a despicable person!

Go!

Get out of here before he changes his mind!

The water didn't move.

She stood alone by the water for a long time, looking up at the moon in the sky. She had always felt that the moon was big and bright in the valley, and as beautiful as a jade plate.

But now it feels lonely.

Moon stars are rare.

When the moon is at its fullest, there are no stars around it.

It was so cold and cold, hanging alone in the sky.

It's like being incompatible with this world.

Minazama lowered his head and looked at his hands.

She remembered that there was a small red mole on the side of her left palm in her previous life, but there was not one in this life.

She is not the sword crazy Ah Shui, she is Senju Mizama.

She is not an orphan, she has parents and brothers.

She is not alone in the world, she...should integrate into this world.

Shuijian raised his hand to brush his sleeves, brushing away the dewdrops on his sleeves, and returned to his clan's land under the moonlight.

"Lord Mizama, you are back!"