In the high-rise rain ninja village, Makoto followed Konan and Nagato to an inconspicuous room.

In the room, the orange-haired leader of Dawn sat at the table, thinking about something in front of the light.

"Yahiko." Bowing his head to enter through the opening of the balcony, which is both a door and a window, Xiao Nan reminded loudly.

"Oh, here, please be seated." Yahiko came back to his senses and greeted Makoto with a smile of embarrassment.

This man really didn't look like the leader of an organization, his smile was slightly restrained, just like the kind of expression that ordinary people show when facing unfamiliar people, they looked at each other for a while, and said politely:

"Yahiko, it's the first time we've met, but it's been a long time coming, and I'm Makoto Uchiha."

Yahiko raised the snow-white letter in his hand, and said heartily: "I am still reading the letter from the last time, and the content in it is really ......."

After a pause, he couldn't seem to find the right words to describe it, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Cheng just rightly connected: "My visit this time is also related to the content of the last letter. ”

"Really?" Yahiko was silent, turned off the lamp on the table, got up and sat down on the sofa opposite Makoto, his hands folded together a little uneasily.

"Please." Xiao Nan poured a cup of tea and put it steaming in front of Makoto.

"Thank you." If it weren't for the gloomy red-haired man with a sinister face staring at him, Makoto would almost think that he had come to the house of a friend and his wife who he hadn't seen for a long time.

The wind from the opening of the balcony blew in with cold rain, Makoto put down the teacup and spoke: "I'm not a good conversation, and all our ideas have been clearly expressed in the correspondence over the past few years, so I'll just say - what is the attitude of 'Xiao'?" ”

The atmosphere that could barely be regarded as warm was immediately destroyed, Xiao Nan frowned slightly, Nagato stood next to him and said coldly, Yahiko lowered his head, and his fingers flicked.

"Yahiko," as if he didn't feel the pressure of the red hair's mountain, Makoto said calmly, "Xiao and our purpose are 'peace', and now, the path of peace is under our feet, it depends on how you choose." ”

"[Peace]......" Yahiko muttered, as if chewing on those two words.

"Can Killing Bring Peace?" Yahiko looked up and looked Makoto in the eye.

"Yes." Makoto replied without hesitation.

"The purpose of 'Xiao' is to know and understand suffering, and we never seek peace by killing means." Yahiko said flatly, at this time, he had a little bit of the appearance of the heroic ninja of the Rain Country that was spread in the outside world.

"So, although it's a pity, Makoto, please go back."

"Does knowing pain bring peace?" Makoto asked rhetorically.

......" was silent for a moment, and Yahiko replied, "Only when we know each other's sufferings can people have the hope of understanding each other, and they can understand each other." ”

"I'm asking—" Makoto repeated, word for word, "Can knowing pain bring peace?" ”

There was a long silence.

"Huh." Cheng smiled, although he didn't say anything, but the contempt and disdain were clearly expressed.

"Huh." With the same sneer, Nagato, who had been patiently beside him, raised his head, revealing a purple strange pattern of eyes through the gap in his red hair, and the majestic momentum like an ancient fierce beast had already spurted out towards Cheng.

Whether it's to relieve Yahiko, who was overwhelmed in the debate, or simply to dislike Makoto's lofty posture, Nagato Yuki.

Bah.

The wide red and black uniform blocked Nagato's hands, and he pursed his lips and squirted shortly.

A swift and sharp stream of water pierced the air and swooped down like an arrow.

Makoto remained silent, and a flame spawned out of thin air, just in front of the torrent.

With a snort, the water was evaporated by the flames, and a large amount of white steam dispersed, obscuring the vision of those present.

"Yahiko, we have communicated in correspondence for a long time, and now, only the association has the determination and the path to create peace for the ninja world...... Huh—"

Even when he was fighting with Nagato, Makoto's faint voice didn't stop, but halfway through speaking, he sighed as if he had encountered something unexpected, and finally focused on the red-haired man in front of him who was fighting with him.

Shui Dun has always been good at numbers, so seeing that Nagato just spewed out a thin and fast stream of water like an arrow from his mouth, although it was chic, but it was very different from the usual powerful Shui Dun, presumably he was just expressing his dissatisfaction, and he didn't really mean to go to war, so Makoto didn't take it to heart.

It's just that under the defense of Cheng's unsealed fire, the water seems to be like a bamboo, and it suddenly breaks through the flames from the center, and the power is greatly beyond Cheng's expectations.

This power...... Makoto thought in surprise, and then looked through the water vapor, and vaguely saw Nagato's mouth bulging high, and his heart was clear.

Nagato concentrates a large amount of water chakra in his mouth, accumulating a great deal of water pressure to enhance the power of jetting water arrows.

"Good ninjutsu!"

Although the form of this ninjutsu principle is simple, it has already touched the essence of Shui Dun, and he praised it sincerely, and with a movement of his mind, a blue light flew out of his cuffs, and he was crashing into the agitated water that shot in front of him.

The water rushed in, collided with the same clear cyan light, and immediately disappeared without a trace, the blue light stopped, scaly and clawed, the size of a finger that could pass through the fingers, but it was a hornless dragon, it shook its head and tail, as if it had taken a bath, lazy.

Nagato's eyes moved, and the handprints on his hands changed again and again.

In the torrent like a high-pressure water jet, a faint and traceless invisible blade suddenly protruded, if the water flow is an arrow, this wind escape blade, like a steel needle, is sharper and more fierce.

With the kinetic energy of the high-pressure water escape, this wind escape blade is hidden in it, extremely hidden, and the power is far beyond that of ordinary wind blades.

Sen Ran's murderous intent went straight to the center of his eyebrows, and Cheng raised his eyebrows, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart.

Reflected in ninjutsu, the cyan dragon pounced fiercely, and the steel needle-like wind blade turned invisible again.

And Nagato's next attack also arrived, left and right, up and down, the walls of the building made of concrete and steel, protruding stone pillars one after another, staggered left and right, cage-like locked Makoto in it, rubbing against each other, dust everywhere, revealing the steel bars in it, and the small shiny electric snake was faintly shining on it.

Makoto's eyes became cold, and he looked at each other across the Nagato through many obstacles.

Nagato raised a hand and pressed.

It burst like thunder.

ps: Dian Niang, don't delete me......