"You too, Hades. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Rows of books line neatly on the shelves, each with a spine of an eerie thickness and an oppressive black-and-gray color.

The spacious room was divided by rows of bookshelves, leaving only room for a table, chair, and bed.

At this moment, in front of the square table, two men sat facing each other.

Ming Yuan was slightly silent for a while, and the friend in front of him no longer resembled anything like more than ten years ago.

The original radiant young man had a stinging sharp gaze in his white eyes, but today, more than ten years later, Hinata's forehead has white hair that does not belong to his age. As for those eyes, which were originally as sharp as swords, they looked like a bottomless deep pool at this time, quiet and heavy.

No, it's not right to say that there is no similarity at all.

The flame, the flame that only Hinata knew about more than ten years ago, burned even more vigorously. It's like burning the sky to the ground.

"I'm tired, Styx." Ming Yuan said softly, "Do you still work twenty hours a day?" Your body won't be able to hold it. ”

Hinata pulled out a smile, looked at Ming Yuan with deep eye sockets sunken because of tiredness, and said with emotion: "You are still the same, your face is light and breezy, as if everything is fine." ”

He compared his fists: "It's really unpleasant to watch." ”

Ming Yuan laughed silently, and Hinata also laughed.

After a few seconds, Hinata said softly, "Hokage, they've been keeping a close eye on your movements, and the speed of your development has made some people feel uneasy. ”

"If it weren't for the fact that this war was too difficult, and Konoha couldn't distinguish any combat power, I'm afraid that Konoha's army would have set off towards your station now."

He held up a cup of tea and took a sip to ease the pain in his brow from tiredness.

Hinata then asked, "How is it, Ming Yuan, can I trust you?" ”

"Or can I trust the Akatsuki you founded, and trust it to shelter the free Hinata?"

Ming Yuan stretched out his hand and smiled and made a gesture that was okay.

Hinata was silent for a moment, then let out a sigh of relief and nodded towards Ming Yuan.

"That's it, that's fine."

"Wait a few days, I'll arrange it."

"Konoha is going to go shopping. Just remember not to let people see the real face, but with your illusion, as long as you don't want to, I'm afraid no one will be able to find out. ”

"I'll go to work first, there's still a lot of research work in the lab."

With that, Hinata stood up and walked towards the door.

Ming Yuan suddenly asked, "Laboratory? Tsunade's laboratory? ”

"She's ...... to you Never doubted it? ”

When he heard the word "Tsunade", Hinata's back trembled imperceptibly for a moment.

Then he said in a gentle and pained voice, "Tsunade, she...... Okay, don't ask? ”

With that, Hinata walked out of the room.

Ming Yuan sighed softly, his gaze swept and he saw a pair of text panels hanging in the room.

"Jade" is obviously the handwriting of the three generations.

Ming Yuan sneered, and also got up and walked outside.

……

Hurrying through the sparsely populated streets, he had already received a call and was about to go to the front in a few days.

He was now on his way to the Ninjutsu Research Society's venue, preparing for a final seminar with the members.

The former Freemasonry could no longer exist, and Hidden Stream changed the name of Freemasonry and formed this so-called Ninjutsu Research Society.

Even so, the hidden currents that have been on the blacklist have encountered huge resistance, and they were even almost arrested by the shadows. Under the mediation of a certain big man, Hidden Stream was able to maintain this small association after signing a letter of guarantee that he would not engage in any activities other than ninjutsu seminars, and that meeting documents would be handed over to the dark department for inspection after each event.

No one had ever told the name of the big man in the hidden stream, but the hidden stream faintly had a feeling that the help he received must be inseparable from the young genius of the Qimu family he had seen.

Despite this, the Hidden Current still felt a tremendous amount of pressure. There are no resources, no funds, everything has to be on your own. Day and night, he worked tirelessly dismantling the only fireball technique that the Hidden Stream was allowed to study, decomposing one of the most basic units one after another, and finally obtaining the association's first self-created ninjutsu after experiencing the permutations and combinations of desperate numbers.

At the same time, news of recruiting outstanding ninja school graduates has spread among various ninja clans.

In this way, most of the poor members, who were already small, were lost, and only five or six remained in the association. The ninjutsu that was created after hard research day and night can't compare to any ninjutsu taught by the ninjas at will, who can stand such a gap? In the end, the one left was just not selected by the ninja clan because of his poor qualifications.

Yin Liu smiled bitterly: "It's really desolate to be like this." ”

In his mind, a spell rune was glittering. It was the last gift that Ming Yuan left him, and on it was carved an auxiliary formation, which could greatly enhance the calculation power of the hidden current. If it weren't for it, even if it was given another ten years, it would be impossible to divide the basic unit of ninjutsu from the most basic fireball technique and complete the creation of a new ninjutsu, and it would be impossible for the hidden stream to reach the strength of the elite ninja in a short period of time, and even the combat power is considered the top in this level.

"After going to the battlefield, I don't know how many people in the association will survive, or whether I myself will survive this war?"

The haze of war shrouded Hidden Current's heart, and at this moment, the magic rune in his mind suddenly trembled twice.

Hidden Stream's gaze shifted suddenly, and he turned his head to look at a spot on the street.

There, Ming Yuan was looking at him with a smile.

"Mingyuan...... Teacher?! ”

Yinliu was a little incredulous, everyone knew more or less about Ming Yuan's expulsion from the village back then, and his name was even on Konoha's list of traitors now! Suddenly reuniting with Ming Yuan on the streets of Konoha is something that Hidden Stream has never thought of.

He suddenly became nervous, for various reasons, he was already on the watch list of the dark department. If Mr. Mingyuan came to contact him on purpose, he would definitely be discovered by the shadows!

Ming Yuan smiled and beckoned to the hidden stream, and then walked forward casually.

There was a hesitation in Hidden Stream's heart, and at this moment, a slight snoring sound came into his ears.

Hidden Stream Hears the Voice, in the hidden place on the street corner, a dark part is sleeping!

"This ...... This is! “

Yinliu no longer hesitated, and quickly followed Ming Yuan. At the same time, he once again raised Ming Yuan's strength by a level in his heart, and even put Ming Yuan on the same level as the three generations of Hokage.