"So, Hokage-sama, let's take our leave..."

Back at the Hokage Building, Jinyong and Mizumon immediately took their leave... There's no way, if you follow back to the Hokage's office, as the military commander of this mission behind enemy lines, Zhenyong will definitely have another vigorous mission report...

Hawkers, although for ordinary people, as long as they win the battle, this is definitely a good time to show off and invite credit, but for Zhenyong, he has no interest in it.

Even if you give up the Hokage's position directly to him now, it won't really help him achieve his goal...

More than power, Zhenyong yearns for the overwhelming individual liliang... It's like Madara Uchiha.

HE DOESN'T NEED ANY ARMY, HE DOESN'T NEED ANY COVER, JUST HE IS ALONE, AND HE CAN COMPLETELY HOLD THE WHOLE AUDIENCE!

Mud Horse!

How do you train a meteorite with a small mountain and a big mountain!

Mud horses come here at a time!!

You little old man playing with mud... Aren't you going to top? Are you going to take a look at Uncle Ding!?

You insomniac red panda... Aren't you able to carry it? Can you carry another one for Uncle to see!?

…

Therefore, with a large number of miscellaneous fish around him, it is better to concentrate on improving his strength... Of course, it is also a good choice to create favorable conditions for friends and improve their strength... At the critical moment, if there is a group of friends behind you... I mean, it's pretty awesome...

Now that the eagle has been picked up by the Uchiha clan, going home to see his parents is the most important thing right now.

Although it has never been said, for Zhenyong, the first warmth after coming to this shijie comes from this pair of parents who have gone from strange, to familiar, and gradually becoming family...

That's right, for Zhenyong, who has had a complete view of shijie since he was a child, the concept of parents is actually quite vague... For a long time, this young couple was regarded by Jinyong as an aunt and caregiver who took care of themselves...

But as the days of getting along slowly grew, this kind-hearted couple gradually walked into the heart of Zhenyong... They became real family, not just a simple blood type inheritance... Since then, Zhenyong has had an honest and reliable father who gets along with his children, and a mother who is gentle and beautiful, but has some children's nature.

For Zhenyong, they are treasures that must not be lost...

Along the way, Mizumon has already told Zhenyong about Nanmu and Mizuho... Yes, having "lost" their only son, they're afraid they're having a hard time... As soon as he thought of this, Zhenyong was a little distracted.

Miyome originally wanted to say something, but he suddenly looked in the direction behind Zhenyong, thought for a moment, and then nodded and turned to leave.

"Poof!"

There was a muffled sound.

Some kind of special warmth clings to Zhenyong's back... The kind of liliang that can make people relax in an instant is really familiar...

"Now, Mizuho."

After a moment of silence, Zhenyong, who had grown up a lot, was almost as tall as this woman with the title of "mother".

He still reached on his shoulder as he did when he was younger, and gently wiped away the other person's tears.

"If you cry again, it won't be beautiful, it will increase wrinkles, and if you become an old woman, Dad's guy will run away with the young girl~"

"Hehehehe..."Mixed with sobbing laughter, Mizuho also gently pinched Zhenyong's cheek, just like when he was a child, as long as he did this, this little ghost would kneel and beg for mercy like a funny one... In fact, how could Mizuho really exert himself.

"Hey, hey... Private~"

Zhenyong nodded, solemnly daoqian, and then he finally turned around and gave the haggard mother a big hug

…

"I'm back."

…

On this day, there was a rare bustle in a big house of the Thousand Hands Clan, and the Zhenyong family, as well as Mizuto and Kushina, all had dinner together, and Nanmu openly defied Konoha's regulations on underage drinking, and had a bitter drink with Zhenyong... Well, for the users of Mu Dun, alcoholic beverages have almost no effect on him.

Zuihou, Zhenyong still went with his mother and brought the drunk Nanmu back to the bedroom.

Forehead... As for Watergate... This guy also blatantly drank a few glasses, but she was not good at drinking, and she quickly got drunk into a puddle of mud, and Zuihou could only let Shuimen take care of it first...

By the time everything was arranged, it was already the second half of the night, and the courtyard of the Thousand Hands was quiet, and there was no sound of snow...

"Come out."

Zhenyong stood in the atrium, as if talking to himself, but soon a dark shadow appeared in front of him.

"Lord Zhenyong, Lord Tuanzang, please."

Zhenyong frowned, in the territory of Konoha, according to the current situation, it is impossible for Danzang to have any intentions for himself... Although his current identity is still hanging on the root of Konoha, this old guy is now summoning him, what is it...

"Does it have to be now?"

“…”

The person from the root didn't answer, he just lowered his head and continued to squat there.

… That's right...

Whatever...

"Lead the way."

"Yes!"

Zhenyong doesn't know what Tuan Zang wants to see him now, but since that's the case, then it's better to have a showdown with him... Jinyong doesn't hate the work of the roots... Rather, compared to the Sarutobi lineage, which lives completely in the sun, the roots of Konoha and the existence of Danzo are very necessary.

Dark things are easy to do, but bright things are difficult to achieve, this truth is very clear to these people in high positions.

It's just that for Zhen Yong, since he can no longer provide him with more Mu Dun cultivation materials, the meaning of the root to him has been reduced to the minimum.

So...

"I want to quit the roots, Danzo-sama..."

Zhenyong knelt down on one knee in front of Tuan Zang and said calmly - the root is indeed very necessary, but this risk, Zhenyong does not need to take it himself...

He lowered his head and didn't look at Tuanzang's expression... Because with Mu Dun's perceptual ability, he knew that Tuan Zang, who was sitting in the only chair in the "basement", smiled.

"How does it feel to be in this room?"

Sidestep the question... Almost every conversation between Zhenyong and Tuan Zang is led by the nose by the other party, not only because of the overwhelming disadvantage of the report, but more importantly... It's this guy who really seems to have a liliang who can see through people's hearts.

"My subordinates don't understand."

Zhenyong didn't understand what Danzang meant, so he gave the stupidest and safest answer.

"You want to get out of here because you're afraid of getting into trouble with your roots..."

He continued to speak, his tone never changing

"Well, I agree with your decision... But at the same time, I reserve for you the position of captain of the root part..."

Squad Leader!?

This is not a trivial position... At the root, those who can climb to this position are either Tuanzang's cronies, or simply Tuanzang's puppets...

Captain of the root team... They have functions similar to those of the Brocade Guard, and as long as they have enough evidence, they can even purge the personnel inside Konoha - first cut and then play!

This is also weishenme, in Konoha people always talk about root discoloration ...

Zhenyong stood up and bowed deeply

"I'm grateful to Danzo-sama for cultivating... But this position is unacceptable to me. ”

Although it sounds tempting, not everyone can hold this Shang Fang sword... If the sword is too sharp, it will not only hurt others, but also yourself.

After saying that, Zhenyong immediately turned to leave, and before he left the "basement", Danzang's unhurried voice came again.

"You can't escape."