Long Live The Hokage Chapter 123: Meng Huang
Noon.
Almost August, the air is still so hot and restless.
In front of Masahiko, the three teenagers finished sweating their foreheads after telling their ideas.
However, Masahiko is not only cool on his body, but even cold on his heart.
"You guys finally thought of such a solution?"
The three of them stared at each other, and itachi said softly, "Ancestor, are there any problems?"
Masahiko almost laughed out loud, what’s the problem? He said that the ancestors have not been able to solve it, what can these children do...
Clear some bad ideas. At first glance, I didn’t learn 36 strategies.
"No, you take it for granted. If you really do this, the ancestors will have to prepare to use force to chaos. On hot days, go back and take a bath to cool down, cool down, and think about whether there is anything else Way."
Zhishui is still unwilling: "Senior, where is the problem?"
Zhengyan pondered for a moment and raised her eyebrows: "Don’t ask me, go back and ask the mirror!"
Seeing that the three are still in a state of reluctance, Masahiko raises her hand and seals the gesture: "Not stubborn? Then let the ancestors relieve you of the heat!"
The words just fell, and the three disappeared one after another.
Looking up, Masahiko sighed softly: "Three geniuses, the speed of Zhishui's instantaneous body is almost catching up with the water gate."
After a short pause, Masahiko shook her head and smiled: "But it is still the fastest ancestor, so it's okay for you to run for half a minute first."
The flickering disappeared, Masahiko’s figure appeared behind the three young men in the gallop, his hands turned into afterimages: "Water escape-the technique of waterfall!"
There is no water around, but after Masahiko’s seal is finished, a water curtain hundreds of meters high appears in the sky, sweeping the world, and the three young men diving forward.
"Wood Dun-The Art of the Big Woods!" Itachi can't use the tree world to die, only the weakened version. A variety of trees to curb water flow...
"Fire Escape-Dragon Fire Technique!"
"Suzunenghu!"
Zhengyan’s body flickered again, and Suzuno, who stopped the water, put a soccer ball on his jade before moving away.
After a while, the three teenagers who took a cold bath looked helpless. Looking at several dark parts rushing in the direction of Konoha, Itachi murmured softly: "Is our idea really so bad?"
Zhishui and Yunchu stared at each other: "Otherwise...try it?"
......
At the same time, Masahiko has glided into Konoha and walked towards the thousand hands.
Because he didn’t want to get involved in the dispute between Qianshou and Uchiha, he hadn’t come to Qianshou for a while, otherwise he wouldn’t even know the news of the three soldiers who were killed by Qianshou.
Of course, this is probably related to his injury training for more than half a month.
Those who haven’t come in the past year are still very enthusiastic about him, and Zheng Yan greeted him all the way to the patriarch hall.
"Grandfather Gao Zu, why are you here?" Sheng Shu welcomed him.
Masahiko Masaki: "The rope tree, has matured a lot? There are two wrinkles on the face?"
The rope tree scratched his head and smiled: "After all, unlike you, I am 36 years old."
Zhengyan chuckled. His panel age is also 36 years old, but his ancestors were young, looking like he was younger than the rope tree.
Several steps into the patriarch's hall, Masahiko's face became serious: "In the battle at the beginning of the year, three tribes died in a thousand hands battle, why didn't you tell me?"
The rope tree froze for a moment, and the smile gradually disappeared: "At first I wanted to inform you, but the country of the vortex said that you were also injured. Later, they were buried and they did not disturb you again."
Zhengyan glared: "What did you say! This kind of thing will be timely in the future...Forget it, it’s better not to have this kind of thing in the future. Who are the three who died in battle?"
The rope tree sighed and explained to Masahiko slowly.
Thousand hands are very particular about choosing ancestors. The three represent the three generations.
The oldest is Qianshou Sanchen, who is nearly sixty years old and is one of the few uncles of the Shushu Uncle in the Qianshou clan. Masahiko was not impressed with him, and there was no intersection.
One of the same generation as Shengshu is called Chitoseruichi, 39 years old, Masahiko can have a deeper impression. When he was treating ‘infertility’ for the Qianshou family, he was forced to drink medicine.
Sheng Shu added: "When you performed the operation on us, he had a son the next year. His talent was good. Before he was ten years old, he was already a member of the ninja school graduation class."
"Is this so?" Masahiko murmured: "Cultivate well. Is there another one?"
The rope tree hesitated for a moment and sighed: "There is another one you should be impressed with, Thousand Hands Wind Festival, 22 years old."
"22?" Masahiko stunned and nodded heavily: "I know who it is."
When it was discovered that the Qianshou clan had an age fault, in addition to a ferret less than three years old, the second youngest was the 12-year-old Qianshoufeng Festival.
Zhengyan remembers that he was a very lively and naughty boy. Because he was young, he didn’t need to drink Zhengyan’s medicine. He also went to see his brothers and uncles holding their noses and taking medicine.
"22-year-old is the elite tolerant, good talent, but a pity." Masahiko sighed: "He has no children?"
On hearing this, Sheng Shu smiled bitterly: "His wife is just a civilian, and they have a daughter who is only two and a half years old."
Zhengyan nodded gently: "If you have offspring, you will have no father at two and a half years old, mother or civilian, you take good care of...um? What is your expression?"
The rope tree kept saying nothing: "Uncle Daoshan likes that girl very much~IndoMTL.com~ often goes to her. And she seems to intend to accept her as a righteous girl."
Masahiko was stunned and smiled dumbly, no wonder Shengshu would make such an expression.
Daoshan is four years younger than Tsunato, but his seniority is there. If he really accepts a righteous girl, the two-and-a-half-year-old girl will become the sister of Rope Tree and Tsunato...
Wei Qi sensed that Masahiko found that Daoshan was not in the direction of his own home, and stood up: "I'll go and see."
The rope tree quickly followed up: "Grandpa Grandpa, would you let Uncle Daoshan accept her as her grandson and daughter?"
Zhengyan smiled: "Look at the situation and talk."
In the southeast corner of the Qianshou tribe, Masahiko saw Daoshan and rode a little girl with golden braids on his shoulders.
"Golden hair?" Masahiko froze for a moment, and then reacted: "Shall I follow my mother?"
When Daoshan, who is coaxing his children, saw Masahiko and Joshua, he was stunned, and he glared at Joshua: "Grandpa, why are you here?"
The little **** his shoulders leaned over slightly and looked at Masahiko curiously.
Zhengyan looked at the two-and-a-half-year-old girl: "It's cute, but how does it seem familiar? Looks like her dad?"
Dao Shan noticed Zheng Yan's sight and quickly coughed, patting the two calves on his shoulder: "Meng Huang, say hello to Grandpa Zheng Yan, your name is... Grandpa Gaozu."
Zhengyan lost his smile, and Daoshan's age was good. At that time, the simple little boy would also use means.
"Good grandpa Gaozu! My name is Qianshou Menghuang, and I am three years old this year." When the little girl said hello, a cute blush would appear on both sides of her cheeks.
Masahiko leaned her head and glanced at the rope tree beside her face: "Meng Huang? Really good... the name is also very cute."
"Huh? Meng Huang?" Masahiko Masahiko said: "How does this name seem to have been heard?"