“Hu…Hu…”

Neji's breathing was a little rough and the depression in his heart made him almost breathless. Whether it was an old man, a woman, a strong man, or a child who had never heard of anything, he was flowing away between these blood-filled palms. What he did was right or wrong?

I have already killed people, and they are all killing people, but why do I feel guilty now? An inexplicable disgust comes to my heart. No matter how I wash my hands, I can't shake off the stickiness of my fingertips. A bitter smile hangs on the corner of Neji's far-fetched mouth...

Perhaps it was because they had thrown away Shui Naikui and the others and their steps were dissipated. They just developed a habit. No matter how they walked, they would not have a sound on the ground. The faint morning mist was filled with the cloudy and earthy atmosphere as in memory.

Bai Qingqing followed Zaibuzhan, looking at his footsteps like a child acting coquettishly, and his thin pink lips pursed a faint smile...

I thought I didn't belong to this world and got close to the so-called "home". Maybe I didn't feel anything, but I got closer and closer to the Fog Ninja Village. I didn't know why I felt a little home-to-do. Maybe I still had the habit of loving home in my previous life...

A slightly yellow bridge, dryly supported on the already dry river, and then the steps of the white steps behind him were a little frozen. If you don’t cut off your eyes slightly, a light smile appeared on the corner of your bandaged mouth, satisfying and comfortable. This feeling is like the tranquility of killing all the thorns when you graduate, sitting next to the light pink girl’s body, which is comfortable...

It is only when the souls that were brought up after the killing were gradually buried by the rich blood. Only when the ninja who had killed people realized the lowliness of life. When the feeling of mastering life and death of people returned to the boredom of crushing an ant when it came to mortals, there was nothing left...

Zai Buzhan turned around gently and stared at the girl who was watching the bridge deck and fell into memories. Haha, if I hadn't stopped at this bridge deck for a moment, if I hadn't looked at it carefully, if there weren't too many children curled up by the bridge...

Zai Buzhan looked at Bai, who had always had a slight smile, slowly stretched out his left hand, hesitated for a moment, gently stroked the head covered with soft black hair, and said softly: "Little kid, you can still laugh like this..."

Bai was awakened and came to his senses. He looked up and met his eyes that were not cut off. He was still covered up the feeling of longing for existence in his coldness thousands of miles away from him. Bai smiled gently, squinted his eyes and said, "Big brother's eyes are the same as mine~"

Looking down at those unchanged eyes, Bai, you still haven't changed at all. No matter what you have done, you are silently tolerant, just because I am an important thing for you. Aibu Shou took away the hand that was stroking Bai's head with a little malicious intention, and pinched Bai's cheeks slightly hard. Bai, who was suddenly attacked, couldn't help but exhaled "Uh~".

Zai Buzhan looked at Bai who was obedient, smiled softly and said in a low voice: "I said that you always look like this and you will suffer losses in the future, Bai..."

Bai pouted his mouth slightly with a little resentment, and looked at Zabubuzhang, shouting: "I won't kill you..."

Listening to Bai Ruanruan's words, Zai Buzhan's thought of continuing to bully Bai couldn't help but dissipate, and couldn't help saying, "Okay, okay, Bai, why is it still like a child?"

Bai leaned shyly beside Zabuzhan, and his warm body temperature was transmitted between the two. On the dry bridge where no one passed, their figures were slender and warm by the sunlight that had just revealed their heads.

Walking gently on the road to the town, I was used to seeing Konoha's prosperity. The villages in the Water Kingdom always seemed much more desolate, and the fog turtle that was trapped in the civil war. Although the ninjas were consumed and the mission amount was guaranteed through various methods, the battlefield of the civil war was only local after all, and that depression might be the consequence of the overlapping of political rights?

The Ghost Lamp Clan has long been declining...

After being assassinated by Toe Hashi, the third dynasty, who was far from as strong as it seemed, died slowly after his betrayal. That guy Yakura didn't jump around for long, right? He shook his head and threw away the things in his mind that were a little bit involved in the conspiracy.

The wedding between me and Bai is what I should pay attention to, and it is also the reason why I returned to Wu Ninja? Haha, I really don’t know much about the wedding in this world...

The crow slowly stretched out his right hand, and the pale cracks cracked in his palm. The white crow poked out his head. The crow rushed into the sky, circled in front of him for a few times, and flew towards a certain location in the Fog Ninja.

No longer slashed his eyes, he sighed secretly, Jing Teng, don’t let me down, Humph, although I don’t control everything I have worked hard for, it’s very easy for me to destroy those now...

Zai Buzhan gently hugged Bai, who was also following him with a hat, and said softly: "Have you decided, Bai?"

Bai Wei pulled up his hat and looked at Zaibuzhan's light yellow eyes, and said softly: "Bai has always been the one who has been Zaibuzhan..."

No longer slashed, his arms tightened slightly, and the distance between the Fog Ninja Village became closer and closer. The girl in her arms was still as stable as before. Are you a little nervous? He cherished her in his arms and was strangely afraid of losing...

In the small town closest to the Musine Ninja Village, in a pretty good hotel, Zabuzen gently drank white tea, waiting for the arrival of two groups of people, slightly unzipped the bandage, gently sucked the warm tea, and gently tapped the handrail of the sofa. Except for the light breathing of the girl beside her, there was no sound in the room again...

"Bang, Bang, Bang..." A slightly gloomy knock on the door sounded...

The voice had already told his identity, Zaibuzhan said lightly: "Come in, Mizunaki..."

Minaki took Minath and Neji slowly approached the room that was slightly dark because he pulled the curtains. Minaki gently walked to Zaibuzhan's right hand, Minaki slowly walked behind Zaibuzhan's back and leaned down. Neji hesitated for a few times, and also followed Minaki to squat in the dark ghost shadow that Yuanbuzhan's dark...

"Bangbang..."

Listening to the knock on the door again, Aibuzhan narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "Are you here? Jing Teng..."

"Squeak——"

The door was slowly pushed open, and Jing Teng slowly walked in with a man wearing a faceless mask. Jing Teng looked at Zabubuzhang, leaned down gently and said slowly: "I won't kill you..."

The faceless man behind him took off his mask and shouted in a trembling voice: "I won't kill you again!"

Zabuzhan narrowed his eyes slightly, haha, it was Ah Le. His fingers tapped on the handrail slowly condensed. Zabuzhan looked down at the two subordinates who were lying in front of him without saying a word...

Jing Teng looked at the man in front of him, and the memories couldn't help but flipped over in front of him one by one. He was weak, he was cold, he was strong, he was weak, he was cruel, he was just because he was the "ghost man" in the blood mist. How many people were pursuing that ghost shadow. Even after experiencing the plot of Shuiying, the surviving ninja believed that the ghost shadow hidden in auspicious ghost was the only god, even if he failed and defected...

A shallow relief arose in Jing Teng's heart. Rather than saying that he is his "adult" if he doesn't kill him, he is his "adult" if he doesn't kill him, because he doesn't kill him more than he grows up in his eyes.

Ale's heart was even more uneasy. The bloody ghost in the stern battle never brushed away in his heart. The assassination of Shuiying was only learned from Jing Teng that the hatred of being betrayed by the village has never been reduced because of the rights gradually gained from the village, but that distorted hatred deeply penetrated into the heart that cannot be told. The god who preserved his own group of people in that endgame is called... Ghost Man·Peach Land·No more killing...

Perhaps the comfort of the past has made Zaibuzhan no longer have the arrogance and overflowing that was revealed in the sharp edge of the past, but the gloomy and coldness suppressed in the shadows that became more profound. Zaibuzhan said lightly: "Jing Teng, I am going to hold my wedding at the old house in Taodi. Everyone who should come will go there..."

Jing Teng glanced at the girl beside him slightly, lowered his head and replied, "Hi, Lord No. lord..."

Zabuzhan waved his hand and signaled Jing Teng to go down and arrange it. He looked at Ale and asked, "Ale, let me tell you, our situation now..."

Jing Teng's figure slowly turned into mist and dissipated. Ale said "Hi" and slowly told Zai Buzhan: "As a civilian, Lord Jing Teng entered the elders' group as a civilian sect. Although he had mastered some of the guard teams, only a few of the Shangnin directly under his subordinates could trust me. I entered the Ancient Division from the ninja teacher, and all the three fognin hunting troops under his subordinates could trust me. Shun's strength is the strongest among us, but he had no subordinates, and Fujichi died of illness..."

Ale pursed her lips and continued, "Amu married into the Zemu family. The strength of the Zemu family has been controlled by him. Yeze is responsible for information collection. His younger brother is good. Adults, if there is a conflict with the village, we can get these at most. However, in the village, our lineage is second only to the Elders and the Shadow Line..."

If you don't kill me, listening to everything Ale said indifferently, the only thing that unexpected was that the subordinate with a ruthless look in his memory, Tengyi, died...

Compared with Zaibuzhan's indifference, Niji, who was behind Zaibuzhan, could not calm down for a long time. Although he could not see the appearance of the two people, the aura of the superiors that the two revealed slightly, telling that the simple supreme nun could not possess, but they fell in front of Zaibuzhan, who was a rebellious nun...

A trace of depression and inexplicable fear came to the boy's heart...
Chapter completed!