Naruto, the ghost of Naruto

The black-haired woman chased him all the way, but suddenly realized that... the person was missing.

In an unknown corner, Minghua looked proud. His Baguazhang was on the edge of a water tank filled with oil, and he had to poke thick sandbags.

What's more, he has reached the realm of sitting and forgetting, and his martial arts is even more profound.

If the truth believer hadn't been a little far away from him and it would take some time to get there, Minghua wouldn't have died.

It couldn't be easier to hide from an ordinary person who is not a ninja.

Immediately, his face darkened.

"not simple."

The black-haired woman stretched out her hand to hold her forehead, and covered her eyes. Her pupils were scarlet, and three black magatama wheels were slowly rotating.

"Do you think you can escape my grasp...?" She chuckled and left directly.

Minghua was already running wildly, escaping at top speed.

"She was tricked. She's just not a ninja, nor is she weak. She's hiding her clumsiness..." He frowned and didn't linger at all, "What method should we use to solve it?"

"Forget it, let's forget about it for now. Even if people know that I am still the crown prince no matter what, the Sandaime will fight to the death to protect my life. He just needs to solve a few more things."

"Moreover, she is the only one who knows that she is not a ninja. If she still wants to hide her clumsiness, she can't tell it out... Then there is no need to worry too much about it being leaked out..."

There was no ANBU beside Ming Hua.

What is Anbu? What is unknown is Anbu.

How to truly remain unknown is to have no ANBU around Minghua at all.

When the enemy doesn't know whether Minghua is a jinchuriki, he will naturally not risk unknown dangers to hunt jinchuriki.

And some Nomura soldiers...the nine tails in Minghua's belly are not vegetarian either.

The old man from the third generation made dangerous moves in his chess moves, but I have to say, they were very useful.Minghua also gained a lot of freedom.

After thinking about the specific matter, he felt that it was not too bad, so Minghua reflected on himself. Just act like a child. What kind of martial arts should you use?

"Absolutely, absolutely cannot use Taoism...except for life and death...and saving others." Minghua felt very uncomfortable, and he felt a little sad when he thought of his romantic and wanton self in another world.

After the review, Minghua opened the notes Xiaoying gave him, ignoring some unimportant knowledge points. Looking at this day's new knowledge, he couldn't help but sigh: "She seems to be very beautiful and has a great figure... Not as if, not at all.”

After reading all the survival knowledge and remembering it in his heart, Minghua was about to leave the immortal state, so he took advantage of the red sun at noon to sit cross-legged on the bed, using all his strength to suppress the erosion of the ghost hands.

Time passed little by little, and he returned to his immortal state, suddenly frowning.

"Why do you have such a bad feeling?"

"Heaven..."

He looked up and looked at the starry sky.

The stars in the sky are bright, a little reddish twinkling, sometimes disappearing, sometimes appearing.

"Yingying fire, Lili chaos... That's Mars..."

"Wait a minute, the three stars near it are the heart constellations, which represent the emperor..."

"Ying Huo Shou Xin appeared once six years ago. That day was the day I was born..."

"My day!"

Minghua's eyes widened and his mind went blank.

Zero o'clock, midnight.

There was no surprise, the ghost hand still broke out under Minghua's constant suppression.Compared with the power shown when the sun sets in the west, this time, it is simply

Streams are completely different from the roaring rivers.

There is no doubt that Minghua fell down immediately, and his consciousness continued to sink.

It was an endless void, and in a trance, he saw another self.

"Who are you?" Minghua asked.

"I am Naruto." "Myself" said coldly.

"Then who am I?" Minghua asked without any change in his expression.

"You don't belong to this world. You have invaded everything from me. Now, you have to give everything back to me..." The voice of "myself" is very sacred, without any malice, and has a strange demonic quality, which is extremely... Believe, "As long as you return it to me, you can return to your own world, just like a dream. Come to me quickly and I will take you back..."

"Can I go back?"

Minghua hesitated for a while and stood there blankly, while "himself" slowly walked over.

"That's right. If you can go back, don't you want to go back the most?"

The voice of "myself" was very seductive. Minghua was shaken and did not retreat. He even took a step or two forward.

"Right, that is it!"

"Myself" said.

"Hit him!"

Minghua waved his hand without any fluctuation in his heart. Not only did he want to laugh, he even took a bottle of Wahaha to drink.

Dozens of red and golden chains broke through the void beside Minghua, stabbed towards himself as he approached, and directly nailed him through.

"Ghost hand?"

Minghua took a step or two back, smiled and asked.

"I" who was nailed in the void by dozens of chains became ferocious, looked at Minghua viciously, and shouted: "Don't you really want to go back? Don't you feel guilty for the original Naruto? Why, why ?”

"Originally, I did have such thoughts, but after seeing you who are just like me, I realized that I am me, I am the only one, and this world also belongs to Minghua, not anyone else."

"It's not reincarnation, it's not reincarnation, it's not taking over one's body, but... I am who I am."

"Naruto may exist in other worlds, but in this world, I am the only one."

"So, you'd better die!"

Minghua said viciously.

"I exist in your imagination. I was born because of you. How could you let me die?" "Self" mocked.

"Hahahaha..." Minghua laughed, "Thank you very much for letting me know that the ghost hand cannot know my deep memories, deep thoughts... it is not something amazing, and I can survive."

"As for you..."

Minghua revealed his black hair and amber eyes, and exploded all the natural energy gathered by Zuowang. He squeezed the seal with his hand, and it was shaped like a phoenix, flying in the nine heavens.

Phoenix is ​​originally a fantasy life.

But later, Phoenix came out of the dream and came to reality.

The power of the Phoenix is ​​not nirvana or rebirth, but the power of interweaving dreams and reality.

Even if the other self in front of you exists in your imagination...

"cut!"

Minghua spat out this word, waved his hand, and a streak of colorful wings flew across the sky. It was dreamlike and beautiful, but it was cruel. It directly broke the other self who was nailed in the void into pieces and turned it into broken bones. and a mush of flesh and blood.

Tick, tick.

There is no upper or lower direction, no past and present. The void gradually shows black and red blood. The flesh and blood mud beaten by the Phoenix Wings is also squirming, connected to the long void.

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