The Rise of Onmyoji: The Path of Naruto

Chapter 219 The beauty in memories, Master Orochimaru

The moment the kunai mercilessly scratched the Kusanagi's neck, the Kusanagi's mouth opened wide.

The snake shadow transformed from his left arm firmly imprisoned the Kusanagi's body, leaving him with nowhere to escape.Mitarai Anko's powerful and fatal attack, which is a special Jonin level, hits the opponent's body.

Death is certain

but

First, a pale arm stretched out, and then the entire figure "spit out" from the grass ninja's mouth.

Not caring about the liquid still stained on his long hair, the figure standing next to the recently dead Grass Ninja, this new visitor, stared at Anko with a smile: "Do you still remember my teacher, Little Anko?"

A familiar hoarse voice rang in our ears, and the hint of nostalgia in the words made Hongdou's body tremble slightly.

"Uncle, why are you lying on it?" Little Hongdou jumped to the place where her uncle often stayed. When she was young, she didn't know that this was the resting place of the ANBU team in the legendary "Yellow Spring".

However, Xiao Hongdou's uncle, a powerful ANBU ninja, did not stand up and picked up Xiao Hongdou with a "haha" smile as usual.

"Uncle" the little guy is a little unhappy. Why doesn't his uncle come over and hug him?

Humph

"Anko, you" An Anbu member of the Huangquan Department had already taken off his animal mask. There was deep sadness on his face, which made Little Anko have a vague premonition.

The heart beat seems to slow down

Rushing to the white cloth, my uncle's familiar body lay quietly on it.His eyes were closed tightly, but he still looked as kind as before.

"uncle"

The heartbreaking cries in the hut spread so far, so far

Seeing the ANBU members coming over one by one and placing flowers respectfully in front of the monument, Xiao Hongdou was kneeling aside in white clothes, her eyes already swollen from crying.

The stains left by dried tears on his face made those around him feel unbearable.

"Three days"

"Someone go and persuade Xiao Hongdou, if this continues?"

"There's nothing we can do. Now we don't even care about the Third Generation's advice. We"

Little Hongdou's ears were filled with low murmurs, and everyone's anxious or worried words reached her ears, but they did not leave any mark.

"What's going on?" At this time, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded.It was quiet.

The strong smell of blood could be heard, and the expressionless man walked into the mourning hall and asked.

It looks like he has just returned from the battlefield after a long journey.

"Master Zixiao encountered an enemy ambush and withstood the attack of more than 20 Yunnin troops. Finally," the ANBU member who said this was a member of the "Yellow Spring Club" under Zixiao's command, and his voice was choked with sobs.

His brows furrowed slightly: "It turned out to be Zixiao." The man unconsciously licked his dry lips and turned to look at the girl in front of the monument.

"Since everyone is dead, don't cry here. There is no future." The man's cold voice echoed in the mourning hall.

"You" Xiao Hongdou finally reacted, her eyes were red and swollen but she glared at the latter with an expression of anger.

"I'm just crying here incompetently, but the dead can't be resurrected. My enemy is Xiaoyao Continent. Do you think you still have the qualifications to continue to glare at me?" The man turned around and left after saying this, leaving everyone in silence and biting their mouths. Little red beans with complex skin color

"Even Lord Orochimaru, it's really serious to say this to a little girl."

"You know what, Orochimaru-sama, you are stimulating Little Anko. If you continue to be so decadent, your whole person will really be ruined."

 

"Although it is a bit cruel, it is the only way to motivate Xiao Hongdou at present."

"Presumably, Master Zixiao doesn't want Hongdou to be so sad."

The next day, in front of Orochimaru's door.

Ignoring the small figure kneeling in front of the door, Orochimaru walked straight towards the Hokage Building.

"Uncle" may be because this word is really nostalgic. The little figure bit his lip, turned around and dragged Orochimaru's trousers, and his firm voice floated in the surrounding air: "Master Mitarashi Anko, please teach me ninjutsu. I want to be strong, please, master."

An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Orochimaru's mouth, he raised his head slightly and looked at the sky.

The third generation in the office looked at the scene in the crystal ball. The frowns on his brows that had been depressed due to the war and the complicated affairs in the village for many days finally relaxed, and he smiled and said: "It's done."

Zixiao, in this cruel world of blood and tears, little Hongdou will definitely grow into an outstanding ninja.

In a battlefield on the front line, two figures, one large and one small, shuttled between the buildings.

Out of breath, but definitely not tired, Anko followed closely behind Orochimaru, sweat dripping from her back while carrying her backpack.

"In this cruel world, if you want to survive, you must learn to be cruel to yourself, others, and even your loved ones."

Faint words came from the other party's mouth.

Little Anko watched Orochimaru calmly step on the very obvious trap, and the dense shuriken attack was fired at Orochimaru, but the latter easily dodged it, and then stomped hard on the ground.

Xiao Hongdou's pupils shrank and looked at a crack in the ground that slowly opened, with thick red seeping out. That was the enemy hiding underground.

Put yourself in a dangerous situation to draw out the enemy's trap, and then annihilate them in one fell swoop

Is this what is called being cruel to yourself?

So, if you are cruel to others, you should also be cruel to your loved ones.

Xiao Hongdou was thoughtful.But don't want to

"You were negligent." Cold words rang in her ears. Anko, who woke up, looked at the recently killed Cloud Ninja behind her, then looked at Orochimaru who was pulling out a kunai, and lowered his head: "Master"

"There will be no next time." It was still a word without any emotion, but it sounded unusually warm to Xiao Hongdou.

"It's the master"

The two masters and apprentices who returned from the battlefield accepted the cheers of the villagers, with an excited expression on Little Hongdou's face.

The victorious Konoha was filled with happiness and laughter everywhere, as if the pain caused by the ruthless war was healed in an instant.

"I heard that a new Hokage is going to be elected."

"Minato-sama, Orochimaru-sama, and Jiraiya-sama are all popular candidates. It seems that even Tsunade Hime-sama, who has already rejected the Third Generation-sama's proposal, has many people's support."

"However, Tsunade-sama seems to have left the village."

Lord Orochimaru will definitely be the Fourth Hokage, and Anko-chan is unwavering.

but

"At this grand moment, we welcome our fourth generation Hokage Namikaze Minato who was born in Konoha." Amidst the cheers, the fourth generation of the new fourth generation Hokage walked up to the high platform with a smile, accepting the cheers of the crowd and the testimony of the daimyo, Namikaze Minato began. say something

In the crowd, a figure turned around and ran away bitterly.

"Why, why is the Fourth Hokage not Lord Orochimaru? Master, aren't you willing to accept it?"

In a laboratory, Orochimaru, who was bending in front of the experimental table, took off his glasses and turned to Xiao Anko with an angry look on his face: "I told the third generation that I am not interested in the title of Hokage. This is good."

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