The nightclub carries loneliness, like fine wine, the fragrance makes people intoxicated. Intoxication, accompanied by painful forgetting, brings new pain. During the fierce battle of the day, except for a few defensive ninjas in Konoha camp, almost all fell asleep.

If you don’t cut off, lean on the beheading sword, look at the broken Han Yue, tearing up your hair. If you don’t believe it, you can’t believe it, you long to be loved, but you can’t control yourself, you will bear guilt, and you will enjoy the pain of betrayal, forcing yourself to forget it, and you have to remember it, be upset, disturbed, and erode the heart that you won’t cut off again.

Haha, I hope to accept a new life to bury my past. When I woke up, I found that I was still stuck in the tragedy of the tour. Loss always wanted to gain, but lost the original beauty. All I left was the loss of self-deception...

The wind is messy under the waning moon, slightly eroding its body that never slashes. It looks up at the crescent moon entangled by broken clouds. A trace of loneliness gradually rises in my heart. It is me who always wrong, right? I thought you would not be lost anymore if you find someone to replace me, so you don’t have to endure it anymore. Recalling your life with Quezhu gently, a trace of sadness flashed across your face. If you don’t slash, you slowly buried your head in your knees. He laughed "Haha" and laughed. I have never loved her before. Even my love for her is just a kind of sad substitution, but I don’t even feel guilty about my feelings for her. There is only naked possession and enjoyment. Haha, has I really buried my original conscience gradually?

The moon is sad and lonely, the wind is desolate, and the mind is desolate... I will pull my hair and scan it blankly, but there is nothing else around except the land stained with the moonlight. I will curl up and hope to hide myself completely under the shadow of the beheading sword. A trace of crystal clearness slips from the corner of my eyes that I can no longer cut off. No matter how strong it is, I will take off the layer of the ghost man's coat, and the rest is only a young man in his twenties. The life of escaping, unable to escape, and the life of continuing to escape has completely twisted his heart.

I thought that if I lost that world, I would not have that sadness. I thought that I would never be lonely again with happiness. But when the cherished protection of the two worlds gradually disappeared, I had to carry that thick layer of disguise and betrayal. Haha, I always thought that the lover who had not kept his promise was the one who died early, and I kept deceiving myself and letting myself forget the promise I had truly betrayed was myself. A sense of guilt was wrapped around the body and mind that would never be cut, becoming heavier and heavier. Haha, what qualifications do I have to hate you? Umbrella? What qualifications do I have to say that I am loyal to you? Sandzi? Tears buried my cheeks that were never cut off, and gradually wet the bandages on my face. Who would believe that the ghosts who brought blood mist on the battlefield without showing a trace of pity will cry cowardly under the moon.

When did I become so crying? Maybe I was still staying on the night when the umbrella passed? Ai Buzhan slowly stood up, wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, gently pulled up the beheading sword, and looked at the crooked moon with nostalgia. This is also a confession? I decided to stop crying again and again, but I couldn't help but cry secretly. I decided to protect it forever again and again, but I always left my lonely figure. Haha, I understand, maybe, it's me who has always been wrong, maybe you can no longer listen to my murmur, maybe, I can no longer hide my cowardice in your arms, thank you, umbrella, Tanzi, I should be able to bear my mistakes. I just hope that you in heaven can hear my suppressed repentance...

The night gradually faded with time, and Konoha camp ushered in a new sunrise. The fog ninja gathered behind the boy called Zaibuzhan. Yesterday's killing had already made the entire Konoha coalition lose all its combat power. Yesterday's Konoha had already invested in all the reserve teams. That is to say, the ninjas who had fought for a day yesterday had to drag or exhaust, or continued to fight with their injured body. The huge number of Iwa Ninjas can use the method of changing troops to welcome Konoha who is about to end with all the new forces. Even if they consumed yesterday's tired soldiers and the attacks of the reserve team, Konoha only faced defeat.

Non-slashing stands at the forefront of the team, holding the beheading sword, and feels a little uneasy. If the fourth generation of Naruto did not cut off the food and grass, most of the people here would die. They gently feel the slight coolness brought by the medical bandage behind them. Non-slashing, a strange smile floats on the corner of their mouths under the bandage. Haha, let the blood be stained with this sinful earth. The strong smell of blood will eventually bring new life...

A vague sound of horns came from a distance. Zaibushin slowly moved away his right hand, which was holding the beheading sword, turned around and walked into the camp. The fog ninjas were staring blankly at Zaibushin, until the Iwagen in the distance gradually retreated, and a burst of shouts erupted from Konoha Ninjas. Iwagen retreated. Even the fog ninjas immersed in the killing, a layer of smile appeared on their faces. Haha, it is much better to be alive than to die. Zaibushin slowly walked towards his tent, I Teng, Emon, and Shizhu followed closely behind Zaibushin.

If you don't kill, hand your left hand to your mouth and bite it gently. Haha, is the fourth generation of Naruto? A legendary figure, let me see how strong you are! Will the golden sunshine that you immerse in justice and kindness penetrate the boundless darkness of the ghost man...

The battle of Kamiwukun came to an end. Zaibuzen stood in a corner of the camp and secretly peeked at the fourth generation of Naruto who was crazyly supported by Konoha Ninja. Habuki Mizuno, the golden hair was filled with a kind of sunny confidence and gentleness. The blue pupils gave people warmth and insight into the depth of people's hearts. The white god-like uniform was elegant. Haha, who knew how many figures were lying under the golden flash.

Looking at the white sacred costume, Zabuzao faintly smelled the undried bloody smell, and a kind of jealousy in his heart. He was tall and handsome, strong, and was the shadow of a village. Such a young Minato stood at the peak of the ninja world. For him ten years, no, maybe five years, he might become another six-path myth. Zabuzao gently stroked the face of the beheaded sword, and smiled "hehe", a little regretful, a little glad, and a kind of pleasure of jealous people being punished. It's really a pity that history will always drown geniuses, and only those who survived are heroes. Konoha 48 years, that is, next year, the sun-like Bofeng Mizunoha will fall, just like Konoha white teeth. Zabuzaoya gently flicked the blade and made a "ding---" sound, as if it was the prelude to the disappearance of the fourth generation...

The Mizuna helped Konoha deal with the end of the Sanzinin and withstood the attack of Iwa Nin. Konoha also paid enough tasks. There were only fifty-three of the 200 elites of the Mizuna, and six of them had lost their qualifications to be ninjas (The reason why Blood Mizuna is called Blood Mizuna is that they have to complete tasks no matter what, grow in blood, and generally the Mizuna who is not seriously injured survives. They are more keen to exchange their incomplete bodies for complete life). The ninjas in the Blood Mizuna support each other and stand at the intersection back to the village... Haha, Konoha used up these elites of the Mizuna, and Mizuna also dragged through the economic crisis through Konoha's pull.

Zai Buzhan looked back at the powerful Konoha gate with a beheading sword on his back, and smiled sarcastically. Haha, the war is not over. Will Konoha, who has lost a lot of ninjas and fog ninjas to support, humiliatedly compromise with Yun Ninjas? Zai Buzhan had no words, and looked back and rushed to the fog ninjas. Forty-seven ninjas followed closely behind Zai Buzhan. Under the protection of the ghost, countless black shadows also showed a hint of hideousness... "Ying Teng, have you confirmed that the people on both sides, except for the six disabled, have all been 'gloriously sacrificed' on the battlefield?" Zai Buzhan asked slowly, and Jing Teng bowed and replied: "Yes, Lord Bian Buzhan."

Zabuzhan leaned towards the sky, his tiny pupils exuded arrogance and madness. He sighed softly and murmured alone: ​​"Power is really intoxicating..." Jing Teng shrank his figure under the ghost that Zabuzhan was no longer dead. Zabuzhan looked at the sky, turned around and looked at the more than 40 elite Shangnin behind him. Haha, Jing Teng and a Shangnin named Eyezhi have become artifacts. Zabuzhan stretched out his left hand, as if he was about to touch the sky. The more than 40 Wunin in front of him showed obsessive yearning in his eyes. In the sad blood mist, there were always pitiful people carrying the pain. As long as they were given a reason, they would live wildly...

The original intention of becoming stronger has gradually disappeared with the change of things and people. All that is left is to live better. No matter what the power is, even if it is the power that I hate and disdain in the past, I must seize it. Growth makes me no longer struggle in my destiny. I used to just want to struggle for longer, but now I have slightly touched the edge of my destiny. Power, haha, even if I am covered in ugliness and decay, I must seize it...

The Sharingan of Touyu is with the blood of his brothers, and the pale white eyes with the green mark of the separation of the family. Is it ugly? Haha, I only have the strength!!!

No longer slashing his neck, he retracted his left hand that touched the sky, and turned around and walked...

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