The deep voice of the dried persimmon ghost shark rang out in the bedroom, followed by a long silence. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now, there are two paths in front of them, but both are extremely difficult.

If they agree, it is very likely that Mist and Konoha will fight again, and with Mist Hire's current situation, they have not had time to breathe, and it will be difficult to bear the huge pressure of war again.

However, if she doesn't agree, then Amamiya Shiwa will die, putting aside the emotional factor, from the perspective of interests alone, her death is also a heavy blow to the fog. Her death means that the "natural spies" Amamiya clan will be extinct. Wuyin has been closed to the country for more than ten years, and the external intelligence system is almost equal to zero, once the rain palace clan is destroyed, it is equivalent to being blind in one eye.

What's more, Yakura was never willing to watch her die in pain.

"Yakura, the agreement has been negotiated, we still ......" Elder Haruma's words did not continue after all.

"No, how could I watch my life force sucked dry by this abominable Prajna and die like a maggot in agony?" Yakura gritted his teeth, his widening eyes bloodshot from resentment and excitement.

The dried persimmon ghost shark grinned and said loudly: "In that case, Lord Sidaime, why don't we take him a vote?"

"It's clear that this is a trap set by Tuan Zang to force us to jump. At this time, only Elder Qingzhen remained calm, "He is a plan to drive away the wolf and devour the tiger, wait for us and the three generations of Hokage to fight and lose, and then sit back and reap the benefits of the fisherman, it is really a vicious guy!"

"What then, do you want to see the little girl die?" said the dried persimmon ghost shark with a shrug.

Yakura sat on the tatami mat, his knees pressed against his chest, his hands on his head, this person who has always been confident and sunny, at this time like a helpless little boy, his voice was low and difficult: "Besides us Wuyin, is there anyone else who can break this seal?"

"As I said, even the Prajna people of the Forest Country have lost this forbidden technique, and now I'm afraid only Tuan Zang can do it. Elder Qingzhen sighed, "If the Vortex Nation has not been destroyed, there may be some hope, after all, in the entire ninja world, no one can compare to the Vortex Clan in terms of sealing skills." It's a pity ......"

It's a pity that the country of vortex was destroyed ten years ago, and Fog Hide himself is one of the murderers.

"Yakura, now is the time to really test you," Elder Haruma looked at Yakura, "You have to think carefully, you have to show your courage as a water shadow and make a decision, whether to agree to Danzo's conditions or abandon Shiwa." ”

"A decision must be made as soon as possible, we only have one night, and the three generations of Hokage will be gone tomorrow. ”

Yakura raised his head and said bitterly: "I have already handed over the scroll of Danzang to Uchiha Mingyu, and it is estimated that they already know about it." ”

"What?" Elder Haruma and the Dried Persimmon Oni Shark were both taken aback, and looked at Yakura in amazement, speechless.

In that case, there is no choice, because there is no possibility of a successful attack.

"I ...... Get out for a walk. ”

Looking at Yakura's thin back, Elder Haruma stopped him and said in a deep voice: "Yakura, if it is the third generation of Mizukage, I think, he will also give up Shihe." ”

Yakura stood for a long time, didn't speak, just opened the door and walked out.

When he walked out of the lounge, as soon as he looked up, he saw Mingyu's back, he leaned against the railing, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't notice the door open.

Yakura's breathing suddenly became short, and he thought of a possibility: Could it be that Uchiha Akiyu has been staying here all along?

If that's the case, then the reels ......

His gaze became sharp, and his purple eyes even showed a strange red light, and his whole body exuded an ominous aura.

His footsteps were silent, and he slowly walked towards Mingyu.

Closer, closer, the red light in Yakura's eyes became bigger and bigger, even occupying the entire eye socket, and the original purple eyes had been taken by the yellow pupils.

This is not the human eye.

His aura had become more and more intense, but he had perfectly controlled it in a small area, without causing the slightest fluctuation in the air.

Yakura walked in silently, only three steps away from Mingyu, he was sure that if he suddenly attacked, the other party would not have time to dodge, and he would be caught off guard by himself through the chest, a fatal blow.

He had completely held his breath, slowly raised his hand, and opened it slightly, as if in his hand, a life had been tightly grasped.

The hand reached over slowly, not trembling, just smoothly and slowly.

Getting closer, close enough to be within reach, and Uchiha Akiyu didn't notice it.

With a little force, the power of the three tails will destroy the body in front of him into flesh, and then, take back the scroll, and then ......

The hand was suddenly raised, suddenly opened, and suddenly slapped!

Syllable!

Mingyu was frowning and staring, when suddenly a hand was clapped on his shoulder, and when he turned around, he saw Yakura.

His face was not good, he was wheezing rapidly, his forehead was dripping with sweat, his cheeks were unusually flushed, and his lips were a little pale, as if he had run thousands of miles in one go.

"What's wrong?" Mingyu said in surprise.

Yakura's pupils had returned to normal, and his body no longer exuded a terrifying aura, he put his hand on the railing, his fingertips were still trembling, but the pressure in his heart suddenly disappeared a lot, and the whole person seemed to have an unreal sense of weightlessness.

No one knew what he was struggling with, and no one could tell how many seconds his heart paused the moment he raised his hand.

However, after all, he had this chance, a good opportunity to recapture the scroll and cut off one of the arms of the three generations of Hokage.

Yakura calmed his breath, rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ah He was hidden by the group, and if it can't be unlocked in time, it will erupt in seven days, and it will be sucked dry and die after half a month." ”

Mingyu frowned, he didn't care if Amamiya Shihe was alive or dead, but what he cared about was the considerations behind him, the considerations of the people in the fog, and the considerations of Yakura.

"What seal?"

"Elder Qingzhen said it's called Seven-Eyed Prajna, a lost sealing technique, and we are ...... in the fog," his voice became even more bitter. "No one can figure it out. ”

"So, if the group is not unlocked, Amamiya Shiwa will die?"

Yakura nodded heavily.

"So what are you going to do?" Mingyu asked.

Yakura raised his head, glanced at him, and shook his head: "I'm trying to figure out a way." ”

Mingyu looked at him, seemed to understand something, suddenly smiled, and said: "My friend's friend is in trouble, according to morality, as a friend, I can't stand by at this time, I must help." ”

Yakura raised his head suddenly, and the look on his face could no longer be described as ecstasy, as if he had met a savior: "Can you break this seal?"

Mingyu shook his head: "I can't." ”

Yakura suddenly looked like a deflated ball, looking depressed.

"But I know one guy who might be able to unravel. ”

"Really?" "Yakura grabbed a life-saving straw like a drowning man, "Who?"