[Hokage] On the Feasibility of Brother Control

Yang got the exact news of what happened at night on the second day. Of course, Kakashi didn't tell him. In fact, when he slept until noon and then had lunch, Shi Shiran walked into the root, the group Zang was going to the Hokage Tower to hold an administrative meeting with the group of elders and the three generations of old men. The two only had a brief conversation, and Yang basically knew the ins and outs of the whole thing.

This kind of snatching of blood successors has been common since a long time ago, but it feels that the current methods are much gentler than before.

Throwing himself comfortably in the spacious chair, Yang raised his eyebrows lightly, his black eyes were cold.The gene hidden in the body is the wonderful carrier of blood succession. When he was still young, he was warned by his father over and over again that once he was captured, he would destroy his eyes and life immediately. The power cannot be leaked out, and the honor of the family cannot be tarnished——Yang actually thinks that Lei Ying's method is quite useless, why use robbing if he wants to get supercilious?Now everyone knows that your intentions are wrong, right?You said you were going to send some beautiful young girls to meet the youths of the Hyuga Clan when they were out on missions, and then have a spring breeze after a few encounters, life and death together—Yang didn’t feel that there was any darkness in her thoughts that was not suitable for children, back then There are quite a few ninjas who want to capture him as a stallion, but his strength is enough to guarantee his own safety, and he was protected by his family before he rebelled, and after he rebelled, he was even labeled as Takamahara's private property of the Japanese emperor label, no matter how many people covet his talent and successors, they dare not hit his mind on him.

He took out a small dried fish from his pocket and put it in his mouth, Yang lowered his eyes, the black eyes were stained with blood.

that man...

I am still alive, and I am the ultimate victor.

For a moment, the breath around Yang's body quickly cooled down, and hatred or other strong emotions surged in his heart, which made it painful to breathe. He tightly grasped the armrest of the chair, and the storm in his lowered eyes was terrifying.

"His Royal Highness?"

The slightly worried voice made Yang's heart, which was tightened by memory, loosen suddenly. He suddenly let go of the armrest of the chair and jumped off the ground, his half-length hair drawing an arc, "It smells good." He said coldly, lips The arc of the corner's smile is elegant without any warmth, "I like it."

Incense that can induce deep emotions in people's hearts is indeed a rare and good thing. It is the first time that the yang has reached the root so many times, and the reason is that the person who has long since died.

That person, whether alive or dead, is his own worst enemy.

Striding away from the roots, Yang knew that he needed to calm down. He poured almost his entire life's hatred on that person, but this shouldn't continue to affect him after he personally killed that person and won the final victory. This world has already There is no other heir, and I will be the only emperor.

Habitually fumbling for dried fish from his pocket, he realized that his pocket was empty. After curling his lips in dissatisfaction, Yang restrained himself and turned to the shop he frequented. "Uncle, I want dried fish!" He yelled loudly before opening the curtain of the dry goods store. The black-clothed boy in the apron had a hesitant-to-speak expression that was so subtle that it made one's teeth ache.

Itachi calmly looked at his little friend who was about to have a brain twitch from time to time, without a hint of embarrassment in his tone, "Don't look at me with that expression, it's no longer the turn of the war mission at this time." He paused, Without waiting for someone to adjust his expression, he continued, "The small dried fish you usually eat is temporarily out of stock, do you want to change it?"

So Yang, who had just adjusted his expression, distorted a small face in an instant, "Your role is too fast!" He put his hands on the front desk and gritted his teeth fiercely, "Don't tell me that you graduated early to Come sell small dried fish!"

"...Looking for pets, picking up garbage, digging sweet potatoes, taking care of children..." There was a moment of silence, Itachi continued to look indifferent, "I have done a lot of D-level tasks like this. If there is no war mission, the job of a ninja That's it." He stopped, raised his brows slightly, "Even if it's a slightly more advanced C-level mission, under normal circumstances, there is no ninja battle."

Feeling that his outlook on life has been severely hit by the village again, Yang clutches his heart with a blank expression. So are ninjas so worthless?I didn't notice this situation when the war was fierce before, so it turns out that the ninja is cheap labor? ! ——Can doing this kind of task really cultivate excellent ninjas?Am I crazy or is the world crazy?

Vigorously wiped his face with his hands, Yang put away his shock and turned around, waved his hands, "I think I have to find a place to stick my broken outlook on life..."

The muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, looking at Yang who was basically floating out of the shop, Itachi's original calmness suddenly had a hint of a smile.

"Anyi will grind away the edges, blunt the blade, decay the soul, and finally meet the end of destruction."

Standing on the stone statue in the Valley of the End, Yang muttered in a low voice, his weak voice seemed to be passed on to someone.

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