deep clouds and thick fog

The battle in the Siziyan Formation is going on fiercely, and the exquisite ninjutsu and astonishing taijutsu all amazed the Anbu who watched from the outside - at this moment, no one doubts the silver-haired youth anymore After all, the facts are in front of his eyes. With a ostentatious smile on his face, he responded to the joint attack of the first generation and the second generation with a relaxed and freehand attitude.

Don't be so goddamn good!

I admire him so much in my heart, even that Kai is not so awesome... It really is the elder of Anbu!Coupled with the three generations of the sword that is not old, that Orochimaru is dead!

So, in the anticipation of Anbu, time passed bit by bit.The silver-haired young man was the first to decide the winner. He chopped off the heads of the first generation and the second generation with a bone-colored long knife, and then the dark purple flames spread over, burning up the two corpses in an instant.

All kinds of subtle feelings can not be explained.

That's the first and second generation, dear!You just came back to life, dear!If you continue to be such a god-defying author, you will be scolded as Su's, dear!

The silver-haired young man stood with a knife in his hand, and the wanton aura in the battle had been gathered.However, the killing intent in his body remained undiminished. He stared at the third generation and Orochimaru in the battle, and his fighting spirit was still rising, which made him silently think about robbing his opponent.

But the body refused this kind of high-load exercise, Rin only felt that some kind of force that bound him in the body was loosening, and the soul slowly floated up, but the body remained still - he calmly lit the flame in Mare , So the feeling of freedom disappeared, and the feeling of kindness mixed with repulsion reappeared in the soul, making Rin frown a little uncomfortable.

Reincarnation is not a real method of resurrection, and Rin doesn't know how long he can stay in this body—or, in other words, how long this body can last.However, out of nostalgia, he still chose to forcefully stay. After all, if he leaves this time, then he will not come again.

This is his decision, and he will eliminate everything that may lead him.

The battle between Sandai and Orochimaru in the field is coming to an end.Even with the help of the Kusanagi sword, the three generations are still three generations, and he suppressed his disciple with the consciousness of death.

It seemed that something was said, but Rin was no longer in the mood to listen.Looking at the surrounding Si Ziyan formation, he casually threw a bone.The bones were instantly burnt to powder as they approached.Rin admired this Orochimaru who was obsessed with ninjutsu research.

Everyone has his own way - and this man, on the road of ninjutsu, has gone further and further, even paranoid.

He calmly watched the third generation trying to kill Orochimaru but failed, and gave up his hand. When the third generation was about to kill Orochimaru, the man suddenly asked his subordinates to untie the four purple flame formations, and then in the middle of those people Leave under the crowd.

Rin didn't stop it, and neither did Sandai. In fact, both of them had no strength left.After all, three generations are old. In Yi Lin's opinion, this battle is enough to cut the old man's remaining lifespan by half.

Time is merciless.

The Anbu wanted to chase them, but they were still blocked. A "ninja spider bondage" with chakra-attached sticky silk tied them up—this made Rin, who was watching, feel like he hated iron and steel.

This is still Anbu!If Rin was in power in previous years, he would have been kicked out of Anbu by this strict leader.

The picky expression of the silver-haired young man was captured by the third generation, and his old face showed a pampering expression, with a coughing smile. "Rin...it's been a long time."

Rin casually hummed, but suddenly widened his eyes in the next second, such a rare surprised expression was submerged in the indigo light.The fog filled and scattered, and the last one standing in place was...

"cold!"

Not far away, the leader of the medical team, Mitarai Rie, was rushing here.

*****

Rin once seriously thought about the curse of the rainbow pacifier-but because of his premature death, he has always been in a soul state, and the baby mode is automatically blocked, so Rin gradually forgot about it.

But now, returning to the body—even though the physiological functions have been stopped—the rainbow’s pacifier still plays a role, unswervingly turning on the baby mode...

The two-headed body reappeared, whether it was the third generation on the roof or Anbu who was watching not far away, they all petrified, wondering if they were dazzled.

This is not logical!

The children of the AB family obviously didn't understand Amano's god setting, but the author's family was blinded by this unexpected trick.In addition to traveling through time and space before and fighting with people-why do you think he only used flames at the end?It's entirely because the previous consumption was too high, so now I can't even materialize the illusion...

It's so sad →→

The silver-haired baby was covered by clothes, and there was no suitable clothes for him this time.The cool feet made the baby's face turn black.However, even with a sullen face, he is still kawaii-or is this the welfare of the baby king?

Someone picked up the baby with a pile of clothes. Rin recognized that it was Rie before the attack. She was really old. Even a beautiful woman could not resist the years, but her expression was still as gentle as before. She said softly .

"Rin...let's go home."

She didn't say she missed her or anything else, the woman's tone was incredibly soft.Does anyone remember when Rin thought she resembled Andrea?But at this moment, the excessive similarity created the recall of memory, and also evoked the heavy, never-ending sadness and depression.

Rin was silent and let Rie pick him up. Just for a moment, let him miss Andrea, that lost companion, sister, mother...

Whether it is the person who left or the person who was left behind... the feelings are mutual, and the hurt is also mutual.

The little baby spoke silently.

"Rie."

"Ok?"

"I am back."

"Ah... welcome back."

*****

A few days later, Rin finally recovered enough flames to allow him to transform into a gorgeous transformation—well, it was the materialization of illusion.

In the past few days, the silver-haired baby has met almost everyone he knew or didn't know back then: as soon as he returned to Rie's residence, he saw Mitarai Saki with tears in his eyes, who flew over as if intending to give the baby A warm hug.Fortunately, Rie was sensible enough to kick her husband away, otherwise, what greeted him would be the long bone knife in the baby's hand.

And then Hongdou hurried back, crying and laughing when she saw Rin.Although the relationship has not been deep after many years, her carefree personality still retains her sincere feelings.

Rin was quite happy to see this niece he once loved, but soon this happiness ended when he found out that his niece was trying to tease him with milk.Although he looked like a baby on the outside, he was still an old man who had experienced vicissitudes of life inside. Rin snorted with a temper, took the milk and cleared the scene with a murderous look.

Very good and effective, everyone including the red beans froze.

Genma Shiranui who visited the next day, the boy with a thousand books in his mouth has grown into a reliable ninja.Rin fought him directly without saying a word. Even with the body of a baby, his strength should not be underestimated. Shiranui Genma was almost stuck on the wall by a bone knife as a mural.After a few moves, the little baby stopped. Although his face was still expressionless, his relaxed aura still proved that Shiranui Genma had barely passed the test.

"Where's Sha Ji?"

After all, he was also a student he taught, and Rin has not forgotten to this extent.Shiranui Xuanjian froze, and whispered to the teacher.

"She...she died during the third ninja war."

Rin listened to the news indifferently.

...enough is enough.

Who heard the news, whose death...

****

A few days later, Rin, who no longer looked like a baby, went to Konoha's hospital, mainly to see the third generation who was still in the hospital.

The old man was still the same, old and more lifeless than he remembered.He looked happy when he saw Rin, sat on the bed, and pointed to the chair beside him for Rin to sit down.

The two chatted a few words casually, nothing scattered about the point.And when the smile on Sandai's face faded away, Rin knew that the topic was coming.

"Rin... where did you go back then?"

Three generations hesitated before saying "how did you die".And the silver-haired young man brushed his loose forehead indifferently, and indifferently told the past events that were locked in the dust.

"It's the Red Sand Scorpion from Sand Ninja Village. Probably to avenge my mother? I happened to be ill at that time, and the child was not bad, so..."

"The Scorpion of Red Sand?" Sandai interrupted Rin, somewhat unwilling to hear his death in a too indifferent tone. "If I remember correctly, he has already defected from Sha Nin Village."

Rin pursed her lower lip.

If he defected, it would probably be difficult to find his trace... Hmph, I originally wanted to call back in the past few days...

He thought, and then heard Sandai's deep voice.

"Rin... how long can you hold on?"

Forcibly brought from the pure land of the underworld, even if you use unknown power to make yourself stay, I'm afraid it won't last long.The third generation looked worriedly at the young man who was still indifferent, but saw the other party suddenly smile.

"Always persist until you can preside over the overall situation."

After experiencing the chaos of the Chunin Exam, Konoha was the weakest at this time, and if someone took advantage of it, he would inevitably be in a hurry.After all, Rin still had a good impression of this place, so he simply took on the safety issue.

Think of it as taking care of him for so many years and three generations... Anyway, he doesn't lack these few days.

And it's not bad to be able to fight a few times - after all, there may be no chance in the future... He had vague thoughts in his heart.

Sandai smiled wryly and seemed to sigh, the brown-haired ninja jumped in from the window with a thousand copies in his mouth, knelt on the ground and reported to Sandai.

"Three generations of adults, Uchiha Itachi and another unknown person came to the village. Kakashi who intercepted them has not woken up from the illusion, and their target... is said to be Naruto."

The relaxed atmosphere in the ward suddenly became cold.

Sandai frowned, and Rin was a little confused, so he left too early, and too many things happened in the middle that he didn't know.

All of a sudden, I hated this feeling—being cut off from the outside, and I can only wait and see indifferently.He had some ideas in his heart, but he couldn't let go of his innate desire for fighting for the time being.

Perhaps it is not impossible to wait until the future to settle down.

He is already tired of this kind of experience: leaving and staying, gaining and losing, if it is still the same, wandering in all walks of life uncontrollably, then he will never know what happened in the places he can't see.

Sandai's orders were issued one by one, and Rin seemed to be distracted while listening. Finally, after Shiranui Genma left, he asked directly what he needed to do. Sandai hesitated for a while and shook his head.

"I believe in Ziraiya."

I believe that Jiraiya can also protect Naruto...so there is no need for Rin to intervene for the time being.

Rin nodded indifferently, looked up and Rie pushed the door open and entered.The queen of the medical class looked at the third generation of Hokage full of aura and spoke.

"The visiting time is over, Mr. Three Generations, you should take good care of your illness."

So the three generations surrendered with a wry smile, and obediently lay down and fell asleep.