Long Live The Hokage Chapter 175: Buried

Within this day, the Xianci Squad was completely annihilated, and he was also seriously injured. This is the only time Kono has lost the battlefield since the start of the Third World War.

The more people gathered in Muye Camp, the water gate also brought Kakashi back, around Zilai and Shuomao, respectively.

Lu Jiuzheng organized various squads to carry out the Chakra diffusion cannons in the material storehouse and put them at the entrance of the camp to prevent the other party from attacking.

Masahiko reluctantly calmed the rope tree. He originally thought Tsuneo needed more comfort. Unexpectedly, Tsuneo was silent for a while, so he cheered up and invested in the treatment of the wounded. Emergency evacuation will definitely cause some damage.

"Xianci, your father really is not as important as your lover and younger brother. Tsunabu has no signs of phobia... so I can rest assured, then, see you in about 20 years?"

In the face of Xianci’s body, Masahiko talked to herself.

For a while, Shengshu wiped the tears off his face and said: "Grandpa Grandpa, let's send our father back to Muye for burial."

Zhengyan nodded and shook his head again, "Tomorrow, it's too late, it's getting late today."

"And also gather a thousand hands of the clan, let them withdraw from the battlefield first, they also participated in the Xianci funeral, and the funeral of several other clan..."

Thousands of hands lost this time. In addition to Xianji, there were six elites in the Xianji squad that were wiped out by the whole army.

Looking at the rope tree, Masahiko sighed, "Daoshan, you go to gather the tribe."

"Yes, Grandpa." Daoshan replied immediately.

"Daoshan has matured a lot over the years, not the boy who was the pit brother of World War II." Masahiko nodded comfortably.

Since then, Masahiko also joined the ranks of the wounded, and together with the hands and a group of medical ninjas, finally dealt with all the wounded before midnight.

"Let’s go rest, Tsunade, tomorrow we will **** Kenji back to Konoha."

Tsunade hesitated, and a sad expression appeared on his face, "I will go with my father again."

"People can't die... People don't necessarily have to be resurrected," originally wanted to comfort, Masahiko suddenly changed his tongue, "Maybe there will be another day to see him again."

Tsunade was startled, Masahiko smiled, "Go and rest."

"Master Naruto!"

Sounds of shouting sounded outside.

Massive Yan had a meal, but I didn’t expect Rizhan to hear that the news came.

When he looked like a servant, when he saw Masahiko, he looked at Tsuna, who was in good condition next to him, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"Elder Masahiko."

Shengyan nodded, "Go and see Xianci. Tomorrow I will **** his body back to Muye together with the Thousand Hands clan... and bring Shuo Mao together."

Thinking of Shuo Mao's arm group, Zang might have a way, and Shuo Mao's current state is not suitable for fighting.

"Shomao?" He was stunned at the news. He heard Xianci's news and gave everything to Tuan Zang. He rushed to the battlefield, and he didn't know what happened to Shuomao.

Zhengyan didn’t explain, and let Rizhe go to see for himself. He asked Lujiu to arrange a camp account and went in for a rest. He was a little bit tired.

"The future is always changing."

Lying in the camp, Zheng Yan felt a little emotion and remembered Loulan's trip.

If it weren’t for Sarah to say that the boy liked tall puppets, he wouldn’t go to Sha Ni Village to make Optimus Prime, Sha Ni Village wouldn’t have two more secret weapons, and Xianci wouldn’t die.

"In the final analysis, the responsibility is still with me... Who am I to provoke to! Who is Sha Ni Village, Chiyo..." Thinking of Chiyo, Masahiko fell asleep.

The next day, Masahiko and a group of ninjas, together with Shomo Kakashi, escorted Xianci’s body back to Konoha.

Tsunade is also in the queue.

On the way, Masahiko looked around and frowned, "There are only so many dozens of Qianshou people on the battlefield?"

The rope tree is slightly sad, "There were thirty or so people."

"That's not much..." Masahiko was stunned, but the Qianshou tribe was half empty.

"Thousand-handed people don't look forward to these years."

Tsunade came to Masahiko in a few steps, hesitating, and signaled the rope tree to hide away.

"Grandpa Grandpa, the situation in the family has been a bit wrong over the years, and people are becoming scarcer."

One Masahiko frowned and signaled Tsunade to continue.

"From the grandfather generation of Zhu Jian, the fertility of the Qianshou people seems to be getting weaker, especially when it comes to our generation..." One tree has offspring, it is still because of your kind of medicine..."

Zhengyan was shocked, and suddenly realized that in these years, he had never found a young child from the Qianshou tribe.

"Impossible." Masahiko's heart darkened.

This is not a fairy world, and the stronger it is, the harder it is to have offspring. With a thousand hands physique, it should be easy to pass on offspring. Take a look at the slightly weaker vortex family. Since Masahiko ordered the encouragement of childbirth, the population within the family has grown particularly rapidly.

"I thought the rope tree was an example at the time, but I didn't expect it to be the case for everyone."

Masahiko looked to Tsuna, "You didn’t find the reason?"

Tsunami shook his head, "No."

Zhengyan pondered for a moment, "What is the reason, diet?"

"They should have discovered this situation, and the medicine should also be used, but only the rope tree is in effect." Tsuneo whispered.

Shengyan nodded, "I know, after your father’s funeral, I will carefully study the reason."

"Is the rope tree effective because of better physique? That Tsunade... forget it, let’s take a look at Daoshan."

There was no words all the way. After most of the day, the crowd returned to Muye.

Tanzo greeted him at the door. After two or three sentences, Masahiko indicated the current situation, and asked in a low voice, "Are there any ways for Shuo Mao's arm?"

Tanzo shook his head, "It is impossible to regenerate a broken limb."

Masahiko frowned, recalling the original, "Naruto's arm...Is the inter-column cell used?"

Look at Tuan Zang~IndoMTL.com~ Masahiko doesn’t really believe that he hasn’t studied the cells between the columns. Maybe he can’t, maybe he can do it but he doesn’t want to...

"Forget it, I really don’t feel relieved to let him come. Wait for Shuo Mao to go to the country of vortex to see if Yuna can make a prosthetic limb. It’s not good. After two years, Dashe Wan will naturally There will be a way."

Compared with Tuan Zang, Masahiko would rather believe in Dashe Wan.

After that, under the organization of Masahiko and Tuanzang, Xianci was buried in Muye's cemetery.

The funeral is very simple. Only Masahiko Tsang and a group of Thousand Hands tribes participated. On the hero's monument in Muye, Masahiko engraved seven names by himself.

Seeing the tear-stained Hexiang held by Tsunato and the rope tree, Masahiko had a slight headache.

Look at the Qianshou people with a total number of less than half a hundred. Masahiko narrowed her eyes and secretly lined her heart: "The old ancestor I personally supervise you to make people! Without leaving a man and a woman, no one will be on the battlefield."

"Right, what about fat cats?" Masahiko remembered it now, "It seems that he is still in Dashe Wan, I hope it is a little bigger..."