"Calm down! Calm down!"

Amid the earth-shattering cheers, Mingyu's shouts were insignificant, and he used all his strength to barely keep his clothes intact in a terrifying attack comparable to the original Hokage's secret technique, Thousand Hands. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking up, but seeing that there were crowds of people and many people, at this time, the invincible writing wheel eye was useless.

Fortunately, Fuyue, Yashiro, Kaede and others appeared in time and formed a circle to block everyone out, which helped him out of the siege.

Mingyu motioned for everyone to be quiet for a while, celebrating for so long, everyone's enthusiasm decreased slightly, and they slowly quieted down and looked at him.

"Our side has won, but on the other side, Konoha's compatriots are still fighting bloody battles against the enemy, so we can't afford to slack off!" Mingyu said loudly, "Let's go and support our comrades!"

Everyone suddenly realized, and they raised their fists one after another, letting out a passionate roar, and the valley echoed.

Fu Yue nodded slightly, his goal had been achieved, and now Mingyu's status in the hearts of the Konoha ninja was very high, and he should have a momentum.

Mingyu is the head of the Uchiha, isn't his momentum the Uchiha's momentum?

His mind was racing, but he was silent on the surface, stood on the top of the mountain, and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, please rest in place for a while, and the wounded will go to the logistics camp for treatment in an orderly manner!"

Fugaku looked down on the mountain, saw the Hyuga clan at the end of the crowd and looked at the popular Uchiha clan, and a sense of complacent spirit was born.

The chief gave the order, and the scene suddenly became orderly, resting and resting, healing and healing, and for a while, the plain became quiet.

"Why did you come back so soon?" Mingyu grabbed Kaede and asked in a low voice.

Although the journey to Konoha here is short, it will take two or three hours.

"Just use the contact eagle to notify!" Kaede looked at him like an idiot.

Mingyu patted his head and almost forgot about the existence of the contact eagle.

Ten minutes later, Fugaku's arrangement had been decided, and although the enemy had withdrawn, in order to prevent the enemy from attacking, half of the troops were still left, led by Hinata Tomoki, to guard the lower battlefield.

He and Mingyu rushed to support the upper battlefield with the other half of their troops.

The length of the war was beyond Mingyu's expectations, and the change of its transformation was also beyond Mingyu's expectations.

When Mingyu and Fugaku led half of their forces to the upper battlefield, Konoha in the upper battlefield had already won an overwhelming victory.

The Servant Walker and the elites of the Earth Spider Clan he brought with him became the key to changing the tide of the war, and the Servant Walker's super personal combat power replaced Orochimaru to contain Tsukishima Chixia, while the liberated Orochimaru was powerful and established victory in one fell swoop.

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Although strong reinforcements also appeared on the side of the fog, the six-tailed human pillar force was completely suppressed by the Uzumaki Kushina, who arrived in time, while the misty elite-level ninja Spring Rain was pinned down by the waves of the earth spider and the retreat guard.

The defeat of the Fog Hidden Army is a foregone conclusion, although Tsukishima Chixia has an arrogant personality, but she is not a fool, seeing that things are no longer possible, she immediately made a decision and immediately withdrew from the army.

So, by the time the reinforcements from the lower battlefield felt the upper battlefield, the battle was over.

Unlike the lower battlefield, the upper battlefield gathers most of the high-level combat power of both sides, and it is the main battlefield, and the battle is much more fierce and cruel, so after a difficult victory, there is no jubilant celebration like the lower battlefield.

The twilight is four, the remnant sun is like blood, and the grass is red, and it is impossible to tell whether it is blood or the afterglow of the sunset.

The ground was full of pitholes and devastation, and corpses were lying on the ground, scattered with mutilated kunai, shurikens, and all kinds of strangely shaped weapons. Broken flags lay diagonally on the slopes, fluttering in the evening breeze.

The smoke of gunpowder has not yet dissipated, and it rises in a curling manner, like the tentacles of the soul before death, flying up to the peaks that stand quietly in the sunset, turning into wisps in the condensed black and blue sky, blending into the red and purple sunset, and disappearing.

The black, blue, red and purple sky, like a jasper with a deep color, reflects the reflection of all beings in the world.

In the sunset, everyone is standing or standing, lying or squatting. or silently chew on the joy of life with a blank face, or mourn loudly and vent the pain of death to the fullest.

The lost cannot be recovered, the dead can never be resurrected, only the living are eclipsed in the evening breeze, and they are melancholy in the twilight.

The deep sorrow doesn't seem to be able to resolve the eternal heart, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with careful consideration, but it is just a chance glimpse of the twilight of the remnant sun, the evening breeze and spring, which makes people feel unbearable and lost.

Mingyu quietly stood on the top of the mountain, looking down, the grass in the center of the field of vision was green, thriving in the spring breeze, but there were countless corpses buried in it, and countless lives were lost.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel sad and disappointed, shook my head and sighed softly: "War ......"

"Life is always so fragile. "At some point, Orochimaru was already standing behind him.

The evening breeze blew gently, raising his black hair like ink, the setting sun exuded a pale golden color on his pale face, and the golden vertical pupils became blurred, as if looking at Mingyu, as if looking at the faint distance.

In the past two years, Mingyu has not seen Orochimaru much, so he can feel his changes and temperament even more.

In the past, Orochimaru was gloomy and gloomy, and weird was weird, but after all, people knew that he was right in front of him and within reach. But now Orochimaru, the breath has become erratic, obviously in front of him, but it gives people a feeling that it will dissipate when he touches it. It is as if the fickle wind will drift away at any time and cannot be touched.

If it is far away, if it is close, if it is far away, it seems to be separated by a layer of diaphragm, which makes people unable to see it really.

Temperament is a reaction of the soul and a reaction of strength, Mingyu knows that not only is his strength on a higher level, but he has definitely begun to experiment with the art of immortality on himself.

The battlefield is a great place to hide, and it's also a treasure trove of materials.

Mingyu really wanted to ask him, is he a human being now, or a white-scaled snake?

But the matter has come to this, it is useless to say anything, from then on the two of them are two people, Mingyu does not want to discuss with the ultimate ideal of life and destiny, he felt upset, so he said: "It is precisely because life is fragile that people cherish it extraordinarily." It must be a tragedy if man were immortal. ”

Orochimaru was noncommittal, tilted his head, showed a weird smile, and said, "Oh?"

Mingyu knew that he didn't care on the surface, but he must have cared very much in his heart, because at this moment, he felt that the aura of the Great Snake Pill had become condensed again.

Orochimaru, now that your cultivation is a little tender after all, it is so easy to be aroused. Mingyu felt funny in his heart.

Not to mention Orochimaru, anyone who touches on the things they are most concerned about, the most important things, will naturally become nervous, as if their lives are threatened.