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Now the personnel of both sides can move freely, and Ise Mamoru who presided over the meeting accompanied the three generations of Hokage and Elder Haruhina to talk, while Orochimaru did not know where to go, and it was estimated that he was wandering around the castle.

"I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, you have become a water shadow, which is really surprising. ”

Mingyu leaned against the hallway and turned his head to look at Yakura beside him.

Yakura said lightly: "Speaking of which, I have to 'thank' you for this." ”

It is precisely because Mingyu captured three generations of Mizukage that Yakura had a chance to ascend to the throne, but his "thanks" means very complicated.

Mingyu didn't care either, and smiled slightly: "No matter what, it's still the same sentence at the beginning, I look forward to you leading the fog out of the shroud of blood mist." ”

"Then you just watch. Yakura smiled as well, "I'm already a big step ahead of you." ”

Through what he said just now, he also knew that the rumors were indeed true, and the three generations of Hokage did attach great importance to Uchiha Akuto, and even had the intention of treating him as the Hokage's heir.

Hearing this, Mingyu couldn't help but feel depressed, Yakura is indeed already the head of a village, one of the five shadows who are righteous, his family knows his own affairs, and his own Hokage's road is far away, and it may not even work at all.

He turned his head, and his eyes suddenly saw the dried persimmon ghost shark on the other side.

The dried persimmon ghost shark obviously saw his gaze as well, grinning, and his smile was full of provocation.

Mingyu couldn't help frowning slightly, narrowing his eyes, revealing an inexplicable light.

He didn't have a good impression of the dried persimmon ghost shark, and if it hadn't been for the timely arrival of the Uchiha tribe, he might have died at the hands of the dried persimmon ghost shark.

In addition, this guy's mind is very dangerous - or rather, his mind is very unstable, and if it is induced, it is likely to become a time bomb ambushing Yakura's side.

"What's wrong?" Yakura sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere between the two.

"You'd better keep an eye on this guy in the future. Yakura said softly.

"What's wrong with him?" Yakura wondered.

"You'd better go through the records of his previous missions under the watermelon mountain puffer ghost, I mean the most secret information, and you'll find something interesting, he's a dangerous guy. ”

Yakura's eyes narrowed slightly: "Can I understand that you are sowing discord and shaking my trust in my subordinates?"

"Whatever you want, it's just a reminder. Mingyu shrugged. As much as he can, he can only help here.

Yakura looked thoughtful.

After talking to the three Hokages for a while, Elder Harusa returned to the lounge first under the pretext that he was too tired from the long journey.

He really didn't want to stay with the three generations of Hokage, in terms of generation, he was a generation older than the three generations of Hokage, but in terms of knowledge and cultivation, he found that he was far inferior to this junior.

Although that period of competitiveness has passed, this still makes him unbearable, the words of the three generations of Hokage just now, the unbelievable way in which the two sides have reached an agreement, is something he has never seen and never dared to imagine, it seems to him like child's play, but it perfectly solves the dispute between the two countries.

He felt something in his heart crumble—something he had believed in and relied on to survive the dangers.

He had to be alone and take care of his thoughts.

Pushing open the door, Elder Qingzhen couldn't help but be stunned, there was already a person sitting in the lounge.

Heavy armor, black shirt, if it weren't for the helmet taken off, Elder Qingzhen would have thought it was a samurai serving tea and water.

It's just that the long, straight straight hair of soft fuchsia is so familiar.

"Shihe!" Elder Qingzhen couldn't help but exclaim.

Amamiya Shihe turned his head, his eyes were like agate stones soaked in clear water, and he said with a trace of grievance and sadness: "Elder Qingzhen." ”

"I haven't heard from you these days, so I came here? What's going on?"

Amamiya Shihe's face was full of wind and frost, obviously just arrived, and she hurriedly gave Haruma a brief account of what had happened these days.

"I didn't expect you to go through so many dangers and twists and turns in just a few days......" Elder Qingzhen sighed, "I said I shouldn't let you go. ”

He turned to wonder and said, "Why did Tuan Zang let you out?"

"Because of this. Amamiya Shiwa took out the cyan scroll and said in a deep voice, "Tuan Zang wants me to hand over this scroll to you as a condition for letting me go." ”

Elder Qingzhen took the scroll suspiciously, and was about to open it, when he suddenly stopped, asked Amamiya Shiwa to step back, and threw the scroll into the air, and the seahorse cane in his right hand suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a blue silk thread, pulling the scroll open.

The scroll fell to the ground and nothing happened.

Elder Qingzhen walked over, picked up the scroll, and looked at it carefully.

Just by looking at it, he showed an expression of disbelief, and the more he looked at it, the more solemn his face became.

"What's written on it?" Amamiya Shi and Elder Miharu Zhen didn't speak for a long time, and asked suspiciously.

Elder Qingzhen slowly turned around and handed her the scroll,

Amamiya Shiwa took a look at it, and exclaimed, "Kill the three generations-"

She stopped her mouth in time, glanced at Elder Qingzhen in shock, sat down, and hurriedly began to read.

After a hurried look, Amamiya Shiwa raised his head and said in disbelief: "He actually wants to join forces with us to kill the three generations of Hokage?"

Elder Qingzhen sat down slowly, picked up a cup of tea and drank it slowly, this was his habitual action to calm his mood, and said in a deep voice: "Moreover, the conditions are quite generous." ”

Amamiya Shiwa looked down and looked at it again, and the conditions put forward were that all the war funds were waived and the three generations of Mizukage would be returned, and there was no need to issue a statement of defeat and apology, and he himself would pay a huge sum of money as a reward for joining forces.

The tempting conditions are simply drooling, and no matter how calm people are, they will be aroused, not to mention, this move can also deal a heavy blow to Konoha without harm.

But what if it fails?

Elder Qingzhen remembered the agreement that had just been reached, and without this agreement, the conditions of the group were indeed tempting, and it was worth taking the risk.

However, the conditions proposed by the three generations of Hokage were not high, and among all the conditions, the largest was 500 million war reparations, but this was reasonable, and it was even far lower than the psychological price of Elder Harujin.

In the face of this agreement, the conditions of the group are not so rich, and the risks are infinitely magnified.

Weighing the pros and cons was what Elder Qingzhen had been doing all his life, and it was only what he was best at in his life, but now he was a little uncertain, and even suffered from gains and losses.

Elder Qingzhen rubbed his brows, a little tired, and said, "I'll go and call Yakura over." ”

Although he thought in his heart that his way of handling things was too idealistic, Elder Qingzhen had to admit that it was very important for the inexperienced new shadow to accomplish it.

Therefore, he ignored one of the thousands of instructions that Tuan had hidden in the letter: "This matter can only be known to Elder Qingzhen alone." ”