Long Live The Hokage Chapter 139: Leave a king (Happy Christmas)

Uchiha clan.

"When people reach their age, they really can't do it." Facing the old and weak Uchibo mirror on the bed, Masahiko sighed and turned away.

It is only nine months since the last time I saw the mirror. At that time, the mirror saw Da She Wan and the heart left by him. However, looking now, the mirror has no strength to even get up, and even speaks for a long time.

"Master, the old patriarch he...?" He asked with a soft voice beside him, and his eyes contained expectations: "Your medical ninjutsu is stronger than Lin, must there be a way?"

Zhengyan shook his head: "It’s useless, the difference between dying tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Suddenly taking the soil, sniffing his nose vigorously and composure. He is now "Naruto Master" and can't easily shed tears...

"Then please!"

Masahiko was stunned and understood that taking the soil was to let the mirror ‘acquired death,’ but he did not act.

Before getting spiritual space, he will definitely do his best. But now it is different. Death belongs to another kind of new life. What do you want Jing Jing to suffer from that day?

He doesn’t even need to ask the client to make a decision for the mirror, and he will die early.

"It’s not interesting to go for a day."

This is Masahiko’s first time to send off his juniors in a relaxed and happy mood, and the mirror is a good time to catch up...

"Elder Masahiko, the mirror is really..." Japanese face sighed.

"Don't be sad." Masahiko comforted softly, "You will have such a day."

The day was stupefied, and I didn’t know how to respond. I could only turn around and find Xiaochun and Mito Menyan remember the past...

Time is passing, the night is getting darker, and the life fluctuations on Uchibo's mirror are getting weaker and weaker. Masahiko ponders for a moment and turns to Fuyue: "You arrange it and send the mirror for the last trip."

Fuyue Yizheng: "I know."

Take the soil to hear the face and immediately pull together, can't cry, can't cry...

Zhengyan glanced at him and immediately shifted his gaze, can’t laugh, can’t laugh...

Wait Fuyue came with five or six Uchiha tribes, Zheng Yan's face was suffocating...

"Let’s go, let’s go in."

......

In the room, Masahiko pressed her hands against the chest of the mirror, and at the same time opened: "Mirror, you probably have half an hour, say something."

The mirror takes a deep breath, and feels that the chest is much smoother, and the words are also coherent: "Trouble you, Elder Masahiko. I have been instructed to keep my eyes on you after death. Rest assured."

Seeing Masahiko nod her head, and the mirror turned around with difficulty, looking at Xiangri three people, squeezing a smile: "It seems that I have to take a step."

Sun sighed and nodded: "If you can meet Qifeng and Tuanzang in the underworld, tell them that the three of us will arrive soon."

"I will..."

"Don't care about those that you can't meet." Masahiko kindly reminded.

The mirror took a slight pause, turned his head to look at the people of Yuzhibo, and read the names one by one: "Fuyue, take the soil, Yunchu... The future of the Yuzhibo family will be given to you."

"Well, I don't cry." He brought the soil back.

"Pooh..." Masahiko couldn't help laughing, but felt not too good. She rolled her eyes and looked up, devoted more consciousness to the spiritual space, and set up the home after death for the mirror.

He really can’t listen to the final orders of the mirror anymore, he’s not sad at all... at least he can’t laugh anymore.

......

After half an hour.

The mirror finally finished all the entrustment, and once again relievedly: "Elder Masahiko, you can let go."

Zhengyan chuckled: "Death means a new beginning. With eyes closed and closed, maybe there will be surprises?"

After finishing this sentence, Masahiko gently raised her hands, and without his medical ninjutsu maintenance, the mirror closed her eyes for a moment.

The soul rises from above his head and slowly floats towards the sky, Masahiko is swept by his mental strength, trying to pull it into his own spiritual space.

"Um...?" No pull at all.

"Old Patriarch!"

Tears can no longer control the tears, and both eyes begin to "blow water" out. Others in the room also brewed sorrow, but the next second, everything was quiet, only the buzzing sound of the stinging soul echoing in his mind.

After the beep, everyone has fallen to the ground. After a while, he took the earth to Fuyue Richan and climbed up one after another. The others fell into a coma.

"What happened...what?!"

Daily’s consciousness is still a bit unclear, but he can distinguish that it was just a mental attack, with extremely high intensity, which is probably related to Masahiko. He immediately leaned over and picked up Mitomen Yan and turned to Xiaochun: "Take the soil, Fuyue, save people first!"

However, the sound of the beep that hit the soul sounded again, and the three fell to the ground again. This time I was barely sober with the soil left, struggling to get up and say, "Master! What happened?"

Majestic Yan’s face is dignified, the fairy coat is covered in his body, and he turns his head to explain: “Take the soil, **** them into the space, away from me! Don’t worry, as long as you don’t get too close to me, there will be no danger to life, at most tonight. Muye sleeps like a dead pig!"

Take a slight stance with the soil body, and immediately proceed to follow the words, knowing that this is not a good time to ask why.

When all the unconscious people in front of him disappeared, Masahiko sneered and said: "Damn six old men, dare to rob people with their ancestors?! I am full, I am afraid of you!"

The third soul shock spread out like ripples~IndoMTL.com~ In Muye Village, not everyone fell asleep, but instead became chaotic.

The mountain clan specializes in mysticism, but the distance is close. Only four or five people retain their sober consciousness and feel more uncomfortable. Souls wave after wave, it is better to faint directly.

Some forbearances that are far away can retain their consciousness, and quickly set off to save their loved ones who passed away beside them.

The Thousand-Hand clan, who is farthest from the Uchiha clan, has the most sober people. After a brief understanding of the situation, the rope tree immediately sent someone to take over the wood leaf defense to prevent foreign enemies from taking advantage of the opportunity to invade.

There are more exaggerated. A minute ago, Jiu Xinnai's house.

As soon as the first wave of spiritual shock arrived, the Watergate immediately awoke, and one turned to hug Jiu Xinnai and the little princess, and the flashing disappeared.

The movement did not stop, he flashed home again, picked up Naruto, and then flashed away, and the family of four came to the barren hills more than ten miles southeast of Muye Village in the middle of the night...

Nine Xinnai was already awake and hugged the little princess firmly in her pajamas, fearing that she would freeze. Look at Naruto who slept like a dead pig in Shui Men's arms, and then look at the dignified Shui Men: "Little Sun, are you...have a nightmare?"

......

Spiritual shock comes out every minute or so, and finally stops after half an hour.

In the spiritual space.

"Mirror, don't be nervous, this place belongs to the old ancestor." Masahiko spoke softly.

The camera is ripped apart: "Elder Masahiko, what happened just now, this place is... Hades? Who is he? Is it bad?"

Zhengyan smiled: "I wanted to pull you, but I didn't expect to fight so hard to grab you."

"Hello between the six Dao Yin, how about seeing me in the hell? Do you want to stay as the king?"

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PS: (This chapter is so difficult to write. It was written all afternoon. Everyone is happy for Christmas. Casting a monthly ticket makes me happy?)