Deserted study... One person sits alone.

Zhenyong couldn't find a reason, he could only replay that hurried glance in his mind over and over again... I can't tell if it's because of weishenme, the more I want to expel this thought from my head, the clearer the inscription, the more my heart is stuffy...

――Even if you are already at the pinnacle of the ninja world, the only thing that is powerful is the body and liliang, and in the face of feelings, in the face of inextricable entanglements, even a real iron man cannot be saved in the red dust...

I got up in a hurry and sat down again...

The sensible little Qianxia didn't come to bother him, and Zhenyong understood very well that his daughter was far more sensible than in the eyes of others.

And now he should have accompanied her to play freely, but Mo Min's wonderful sense of guilt overwhelmed him...

Who is that little girl?

Questioned and searched again and again, but Zhenyong never found the answer - she was like a fairy sent from heaven, her gray hair was bright and beautiful, and her weak body was lovable... But no matter how he recalled, Zhenyong could never find her face, whether it was the glance of the turn or the silent crying with his back to him... When he turned his gaze to the little girl, she turned her head away like a prophet...

At that time, it had not occurred to him that he must see her face; At that time, she didn't want to look at him again...

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Right hand, covering the heart.

The most important organ in the body has completely lost its value to the current Zhenyong... The cultivation of Yang Dun's physique has made him and ordinary human bodies have undergone qualitative changes, and the death point of human beings can no longer be his limitation... But now, the place that used to belong to the heart is gradually blazing, and the pain is gradually increasing...

Because weishenme? What is the answer?

…

He got up again, and the wooden door of the study was already halfway open by him...

Go to her?

Or do you want to go to Orochimaru and ask for clarification?

Frowning at him, Zhenyong never likes to hesitate, but today, this simple decision made him waver...

It's time to go to her...

In his heart, Zhenyong silently erased Orochimaru's name - this kind of excuse was just thrown aside from the beginning, he instinctively didn't want to do anything to cover up this matter, and if he missed it, it might make him regret it for the rest of his life...

Case... Then let's go.

Taking a deep breath, Jinyong finally pushed the door open, his steps gradually firmed, and the great courage urged him to face everything that happened, he was not trembling, and he was not just silent and stiff...

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It's just that maybe all this came a little late.

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"Uncle..."

There was still some moist voice, but the little girl stubbornly suppressed her crying

"Let's go back... Mom should be worried. ”

"I left her a letter."

Looking at the little girl in front of him who seemed to have calmed down, Orochimaru's brows furrowed even tighter... She has always been the daughter of a thousand hands and true bravery, missing her father, and even misunderstanding her father and crying, Orochimaru will not mind, but if he is silent like now, it is the situation he is most worried about...

She is far from the age when she is used to being silent, and blindly closing her feelings and stifling her sadness will only make her completely collapse one day after... He had seen too many examples like this.

He reached out and patted Xiao Shion's head, speaking in a voice that was as gentle as possible, but slightly rusty

"Let's rest here for a day, and I'm not in a hurry to do it for a while."

The little girl seemed to want to say something more, but when she touched Orochimaru's concerned gaze, she fell silent again... She just nodded obediently - there were so many ups and downs in a day for a child that she shouldn't have to bear... Orochimaru finally understood why the shrine maiden had been refusing to tell Shion anything about her father.

But now that things have come to this point, there is no room for maneuver for a long time... Orochimaru also understands that if he doesn't untie the knot in Xiao Shion's heart this time... I'm afraid that Zhenyong will not have this opportunity in his life - Maitreya's physical condition is really not optimistic, after this time, I'm afraid...

"Hey..."

Sighing helplessly, looking from behind, Xiao Shion's dejected back is even more poignant, but as a bystander, Orochimaru can't give her more help...

Pushing open the door of the hostel, the little girl disappeared without saying a word, and almost at the same time as the door closed, the voice of Orochimaru, all too familiar, sounded from behind.

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"Where is she?"

He didn't turn around, because even if he turned around, Orochimaru didn't know what kind of expression to use at this time - if it was just an ordinary person, Orochimaru would have captured him a long time ago and brought him to the land of ghosts...

"Don't you ask who she is this time?"

The-for-tat rhetorical question, without any scruples because of the identity of the other party's first person in the ninja world... They are allies, and nothing else.

“…”

"It's not convenient for her to see you right now."

Orochimaru shook his head, the silence at the moment, isn't it the greatest tolerance and anxiety? He understands everything, so he is equally contradictory inexplicably ... This matter, as if no one is wrong, wrong, just God's trick...

"Come in first."

The former was helpless, but Zhenyong, who was closely following behind, could only repeat stupidly

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"I want to see her."