Naruto, the ghost of Naruto

Ming Hua looked at the Third Hokage and found that he also had a sarcastic smile on his lips.

How about not going?

So what if we go there?

In this world, power is the truth.

"Xiao Ming... what do those people look like?" The Third Hokage turned to ask a question of special concern.

"How should I put it...It's like most people in this world, but it's a little funny..."

Minghua thought deeply and replied.

Although it is hard to believe, even if you kill them all, it will not be enough to be one-tenth of an Onmyoji, a few tenths, and far less than a novice.

After hearing the curse from the tall and thin figure, he immediately abandoned the plan of attracting Orochimaru to continuously obtain the sacrifices needed.

"I know who it is. Although he usually seems cold and reticent...but he is actually very nervous..." The Third Hokage sighed deeply and asked no more questions.

Although the master-disciple relationship has disappeared, out of concern, he still investigated Orochimaru's affairs, still used criminals for human experiments, and was constantly looking for children with or without talents to conduct special experiments. training...

But the situation is not bad, it's just that human experiments and special training are a bit difficult for him to accept. Generally speaking, the former counts as killing evil, and the latter counts as adopting orphans. Of course, this is for the third generation Hokage.

The Third Hokage knew very well that there was no so-called good or evil in Orochimaru's heart, but doing so would not cause trouble and would not hinder his experiments.

Just like this incident.

Weighing the weight... Even if it would inevitably lead to master and disciple killing each other, in Orochimaru's heart, the fourth generation son was of higher value, so he took action.

"We're all tired, let's go back first..." the Third Hokage said leisurely.

Everyone nodded. After two days, the people standing on the mountain were fine. However, the six people in Wenyu Township were exhausted from running away these days. Even with the thunder serum, the mental fatigue could not subside.

"Hey, did you really kill those people..." Ya asked secretly.

"Of course." Minghua nodded.

All the children marveled.

Only one of the guards looked calm and left with a "ceremony". It was probably the Third Hokage who ordered him to do the job of killing all the people. The Hokage's cowardice was just for a powerful Ninja Village, a shrine...

If you don't like it, destroy it.

Minghua took out the bamboo cup, gave it to Haitang who was leading him, and said, "A gift..."

"Hey, what is it..." Haitang took the bamboo cup, opened it and took a look, feeling a little confused.

"It's delicious, try it..."

"Hmm..." Haitang used chakra to blend into the blue, shining liquid. He found that it was very pure and had no impurities, so he brought it to his lips and took a sip.

Sweet!

This is the only word that can be used to describe the feeling, as if my whole body has been washed.

"what……"

Haitang suddenly felt that the somewhat blurry images became clear.

Ever since she was given the power of Minghua's Kaleidoscope, her vision had been a little blurry, but now she has recovered.

Swish!

She put it down immediately.

"If you dare to give it to me, I will throw it away..." Minghua said "viciously".

"Okay, I'll accept it, auntie." Haitang was helpless, but her bright smile that couldn't be concealed showed that she was very happy.

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p; "Konoha..."

The Third Hokage who was walking at the front suddenly sighed.

He still remembered that in the last youth competition, Uchiha Itachi gave most of his thunder slurry to a group of teammates who had rescued him but were seriously injured. He only drank a small half, which was only enough to last until he was 12 years old.

Isn't this the purpose of Konoha's existence no matter what?

When night came, there was a strong wind, the clouds were deep, and there were no stars or moon.

"When the moon is dark and the wind is high, when people are killing people and setting fires..." Minghua, standing in front of the window, looked at the dark sky and sighed. Then, he made three seals with his hands, the dragon seal, the phoenix seal and the shadow clone seal.

A clone appeared beside him, and then he walked into the distance on Yubu.

The dragon seal can give the clone great power, and the phoenix seal can make the clone more real. It can bleed, be injured, and can also be imprinted with the Flying Thunder Talisman Seal.

At this point, the discussion will begin.

A small group of people came to a large palace along the avenue, but there were even fewer people from the Sun God Palace and Leiyin Temple.

Especially the Great Onmyoji of Qiming, who was only left wearing a golden yin-yang robe, without a touch of silver beside him, and his face was the darkest.

But the face of Abbot Jiuchuan is not much better. The four future kings are one, but now the one with the most potential has been beheaded before he has grown up. The remaining three novices are just a joke. The loss to Leiyin Temple is not small...

There were still a few tables and chairs where General Luo Bai and various young men were originally placed. The Third Hokage sat at the front, with a few guards standing. Sasuke, Gachoji Shikamaru and the others found a place to sit cross-legged indifferently.

Minghua was held in Haitang's arms, his eyes were bleary, and he was about to sleep... then he really fell asleep... He closed his eyes, his nose trembled slightly, took a deep breath, and completely integrated into Haitang. in the embrace of.

It's strange that no one has spoken out about it.

"Kazuma, is this going to be too fast? I need to prepare..."

"No, no, it's precisely because of the rush, the speed... that they didn't expect that you wanted to kill the Hokage, so they had no time to react and were surrounded and destroyed..."

"This……"

"Daimyo, don't worry, there are nine people standing by our side. The nine great ninjas plus the Sun Shrine and Leiyin Temple, as well as the army under the daimyo... we will definitely be able to do it..."

The Daimyo of the Land of Fire looked down at the crowd, feeling inevitably excited in his heart.

As long as this night passes, after dawn...

No one will sit next to him anymore, and he won't have to force a smile or flatter him.

But a real name.

In the palace that protects the Twelve Ninja Warriors, Asuma is packing his luggage, thinking that he will probably be able to return to Konoha that night. He can't help but sigh, and more importantly, he is happy...

Click!

The door opened.

"Di Lu, it's you..."

Asuma couldn't help but smile and turned around when he heard the familiar footsteps.

boom!

The air exploded, and a punch with radiant Buddha light went straight to his heart.

The monk's face was compassionate and full of light.

Do not move Ming King.

"Why do you want to do this?" Asuma grabbed the Fudo Myoou Fist and looked at his former best friend with eyes like blades.

"The fourth generation of Vajra will protect Maitreya in the future, but now Taroja is dead..." Dilu lowered his eyebrows, with thousands of hands and eyes behind him, and the huge palace collapsed in the blink of an eye and turned into ruins.