Konoha’s 50 Years Chapter 132: The significance of the 3rd generation of Fengying

"Okay... we are back to the village."

"Go back to the village...you will be saved."

"...Just go back to the village."

Yin hugged Tong Ye on the ground, trying to lift him up.

Tong Ye shook his head, showing a pleading look. He was speechless, just wanting his wife to leave quickly.

He understands that Sakumo Hagi will not let go of the silver, and the ninja treats enemies ruthlessly. If he doesn't leave, there will be no chance.

However, the consciousness gradually faded, his pupils began to blur, and Tong, who was lying on the ground, understood that...the time of death was approaching.

For an instant, he seemed to see his mother who was fighting and the scorpions waiting in the village.

"Sorry, I can't accompany you anymore."

Finally, the last bit of light dissipated from his world.

Chill swept through Yin's body, and she tightly hugged Tong in her arms, as if only in this way could she feel that she was still alive.

But,

It's empty all around,

That kind of coolness,

It's so real.

"...No way."

"...No way."

"My Tong will not die."

"I beg you, don't die!"

"I beg you, have mercy on me, Tongya, Tongya!"

She kept calling, trying to wake Tongya, but no matter how hard she tried, the man in her arms didn't respond.

Finally,

She gave up a little desperately,

She is tired,

I'm tired too,

The heart is also dead.

In a trance, she felt that she had had a long dream, but with Tongya's death, the dream finally shattered, and everything in the past turned into a reflection, hiding behind the time, hiding away, as if a world away.

Yin stroked that familiar face with an extremely gentle expression.

"We will be together, we will always be together."

In her abdomen, a handful of Kuwu has been completely submerged, and the blood blossoms are slowly expanding.

"I said, if you die, I will accompany you..."

The breeze blew, a white cloud floated and blocked the sun in the sky, and in the shadow, was a piece of blood-stained sand, hugging two people on it.

"...I'm sorry, scorpion."

.................

He Laozang walked through the long gorge at the entrance of the village and walked under a tall sea buckthorn.

"Scorpion, what are you doing?"

"Look at the clouds, they are so beautiful."

Said the red-haired boy sitting under the tree.

The sky is clear and ethereal as if it is immersed in blue watercolor. The silver mountains and clouds are like floating icebergs, which outline a golden outline in the hot sun.

"Second grandfather, you said...Can Mom and Dad see this cloud?"

"Eh...maybe..."

Eilao Zang said uncertainly.

Looking at Scorpion's lost expression, he smiled and rubbed Scorpion's red hair.

"Haha, be fooled by me, of course. They must be thinking of the scorpion on the other side of the cloud now."

"Really?"

Scorpion jumped up excitedly, not caring about the tousled hair.

"Then, how can the cloud fall down?"

"...huh?"

"Mom and Dad are on the other side of the cloud. When the cloud falls, they can go home."

Eilaozang shook his head in distress: "The cloud is so high, I don't know how to make it fall."

"Then, when will they come back?"

"...Alright."

"Always fast, fast. At least give me an accurate time."

Hearing the scorpion say so, Eilao Zang could only smile helplessly.

"Tweet!"

A eagle scream suddenly sounded, he raised his head, and the dark green Ninja Eagle flew towards him after hovering in the sky for a few times.

Is it an emergency?

Thinking this way, after Shinying stopped on his raised right arm, Eilao Zang quickly took off the scroll tied to his paw.

After just a quick glance, he was like falling into an ice cave.

——Tong Ye and Yin died in the hands of Konoha White Fang, come quickly!

"...how come?"

"Hateful Konoha White Fang!"

Unconsciously, Eilaozang's right hand holding the scroll tightly turned white, and the handwriting on the scroll was a bit crooked, but he still recognized the handwriting of his sister Chiyo.

In other words, this news is true!

He has never been married, but he regards Tong Ye and Yin as his own children, how could he die? When he left the front line, the battle situation was obviously still very optimistic, how long is this!

Scorpion silently felt the emotional changes of the second grandfather, producing an unknown premonition.

Suddenly, a tremor spread all over the body.

"What happened...what happened?"

Scorpion asked nervously, and his drooping arm had unconsciously grasped the corner of his clothes tightly.

Eilaozang reluctantly smiled and said: "...no...no, it's just that there is something wrong with Shouhe, nothing serious."

"Then my parents are back?"

"This...Well, they suddenly have a new task. It may take a little longer."

"Really?"

"Of course, I just received the contact." Hai Laozang put the scroll in her hand, and said: "Your grandma wants you to wait in the village."

Hearing what he said, Scorpion patted his chest, relieved, but what followed was what he least wanted to hear.

"Scorpion, sorry, I...may not be able to attend your opening ceremony."

For unknown reasons, the body of the scorpion became hot again, but the inside of his mind suddenly became cold.

"Hey...then, what should I do? Ninja school...it will start in a few days."

He finally managed to squeeze a word.

"I must now take the ninja to the battlefield... I'm sorry."

Finally, the body is no longer hot, and a cold breath spreads to the fingers of the scorpion. He squatted down and hugged his knees, not knowing how to answer, desperately searching for words to say.

"No...Grandpa has nothing to apologize...but..."

Almost forty years have smoothed out the emotional ups and downs, but facing the disappointed eyes of Scorpion, Eilao Zang still feels a little bit painful. But he also understands that there is no other way at this time.

Eilaozang squatted down and patted the shoulder of the scorpion: "Be strong. When the mission is over, Grandpa Second will come back immediately..."

Scorpion desperately suppressed his choking, and suddenly threw off the hand on his shoulder, and said in a harsh tone: "...I see!"

While he said this, he could almost feel the surprised expression of Grandpa on the side. But even so, he still can't control his feelings.

"Enough is enough!" He gritted his teeth and said, "Enough is enough..."

When the scorpion repeated it again, tears fell in despair.

Why... why does it always become like this!

Is the task so important? !

After ten seconds of silence, Eilaozang struggled to squeeze out the three words "I'm sorry...".

.............

The sea-buckthorn tree makes a rustling sound under the breeze, but the red-haired boy is no longer in the mood to appreciate it.

When the words were spoken, he already regretted it, but when he was still young, he stubbornly did not choose to apologize.

And Ezra has also left to gather ninjas.

Scorpion couldn't calm down for a long time, and once again took out the puppet toy his mother gave on her birthday and assembled it.

——When you can successfully assemble, we will come back from the battlefield.

This was what his mother told him before he left, and then he succeeded in only one day and one night, but there is still no parents at the entrance of the village.

Afterwards, every time he succeeded, he would go to the entrance of the village to take a look. Up to now, the purple paint on the puppet has almost disappeared, but his parents still haven't returned.

Now ~IndoMTL.com~ even Grandpa Ha Laozang will leave him again and go to the battlefield.

——I will become the fourth generation Fengying, so that mom and dad won’t have to go to the battlefield again.

This is the wish that Scorpion made, but now he has begun to hate Fengying.

When he was young, his view of right and wrong was simple and straightforward: Three generations of Fengying gave the order to participate in the war. Without him, his relatives would not be able to step onto the battlefield.

As the strongest ninja in the village, he cannot protect the villagers and keep them away from the war, so...

What is the significance of the existence of the three generations of Fengying? !

The assembled scorpion was once again, carefully wiping the sand blowing on it.

The serious look seems...The puppet in his hand is the most important thing in the world.

..............

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