The sky is bright and the earth is cold!

Ninja, back from the North...

His eyes looked at the familiar land in front of him, and he shook the white hair behind his head and shouted in a heroic voice:

"It's finally back!" Radiating endless freedom...

"Quack—"

The toad couldly screamed! In an instant, the emotion that was full of his heart turned into endless and boring noise. He looked down at the slippery little thing that had been with him all night, as if the lyrical embarrassment of the toad made him laugh out loud in an instant:

"Hahahaha, you think so too!" Turning embarrassment into fun, he immediately touched his right hand towards the wet little head!

"Poof!" The little thing suddenly kicked his leg in disgust, and jumped into the dense forest without giving face. Every time the fart drum pouted in front of it, pouting and pouting until it disappeared completely...

In an instant, the black lines that grew all over the head could no longer cover the untrimmed white hair at this time. The right hand holding the pen habitually thought about it on his chin, and complained boringly in his heart: "It seems that I need to communicate with the toad and exchange feelings." ”

Get up and pick up the pen in your left hand and the notebook in your right hand.

Next, back to the beginning! Stepping on the red flame brown soil of the Fire Country!

One step, the pen in the right hand writes a word again on the book full of words in the left hand...

The second volume of the book is almost finished! As he originally wrote, everything will go back to where he started, and all the plot will go back to the way it was. But the reality is very different from the plot in his book. The place that should be the most powerful and peaceful place in the ninja world seems to have suddenly become more than there should be at this moment!

“？” Underneath his eyes, the young, not yet thick nose sniffed violently.

The smell of blood, the tainted ones?

He scurried forward, and his focused frog eyes instantly looked at the target...

Tombstones, crows...

White paper, black embers...

The mood of returning instantly becomes... Become?

"Whew" he stepped out with a sharp step, looking at the small village that he had passed by when he had left. It was a remote village that only lonely travelers could pass through, and there were only a dozen wooden huts, but they were dilapidated and broken...

"Here, what's going on?" Doubts arise from the bottom of my heart, and I ask as a compatriot . . .

"Bluff!"

The answer to him was a vicious dog that burst out of the haystack. By the way it looks, it should have been a jackal that had recently degenerated to the point of madness. He jerked his foot, and the clogs under his feet instantly kicked out. "Whew~", the wolf that was ready to pounce immediately whined and fled...

"How did the enemy end up here?"

No voice answered this question at this time. The small village of Yijing, which I once passed by when I left, seems to have fallen into complete silence!

Suddenly, he clenched the pen in his left hand and the book in his right. The plot in his mind began to deny itself - war, as he thought and wrote, did not turn into peace, it really seemed... Burned to the last place he wanted to see!

Inexplicably, he suddenly strode towards Konoha Village. Each step was a few battles away, like the stray toad that hurriedly pouted and returned home. Until I traveled dozens of miles in one go...

"Snort, sneer—"

The sound of the clogs rattling on the brakes made a scratch from the old elder...

When the dust along the way cleared, the Konoha ninja, who had suddenly been on guard, finally lowered his defensive arms. The pain that the fire no-ha had just experienced made the ninjas on duty strengthen their vigilance at this time. After seeing the figure with a clear personality:

"Jiraiya-sama!"

The patrol guard shouted, and Jiraiya, who stopped on the brakes, hurriedly asked the Konoha ninja in front of him:

"What happened?"

The answer to him was a story about the pit chief, so long that one of the three ninjas locked his eyebrows.! Until he re-entered the Red Flame Gate of the Fire Leaf, it still couldn't let go of it. That goes against the plot of his own book, the funeral that is as black as a crow...

“... The war hasn't stopped yet... enemies, and will pay for their actions..."

It was a righteous and indignant eulogy recited by the three generations of Hokage apes Flying Hichi, and it didn't seem to be the hopeful "burning" in the future that Hisashi remembered... Foliage... germination". At this time, it is just a radical word that turns grief and anger into strength - the relatives are painful, and the enemies are "hate". An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth!

Suddenly, the right fist that symbolized the oath in the arena was all raised high. After the words of Sarutobi's decision, the collective funeral finally ended with an oath. But something in my heart seems to have been completely released...

Persistence, hatred, revenge... Wave after wave stimulated the white-haired ninja's heart. The crazy white-haired Jiraiya,Tighten his book in the gaze and silence.,As if he lost the plot he had already thought of in an instant.。 He looked at the ninjas who had sworn to fight and asked himself in his heart, "How should I write the third volume that has already thought about peace?" ”

Restlessness is unsettling, but it seems that there is not only one gray-haired person present. In front of Hiza's body, two white hairs, one big and one small, looked unusually dazzling in the black clothes of the village. They held small hands with big hands, and walked lonely among the black crowd that gradually dispersed. Before and after walking to an upright tombstone, after seeing a figure that already exists... Eventually, he took his hand and quietly left!

Sky blue and water blue, not the color of the sky at this time. It's the young ninja who has such a feeling and such a hair color! At this moment, he is quietly accompanying Tsunade in front of the tombstone, gentle as the sun shining on the sky of the cold earth...

"Good cabbage...!"

Seeing the appearance of that person, even the day difference at this moment couldn't sigh the words that followed. He passed by the tombstone and quietly left behind the two of them. But I saw the big snake pill staring at Tsunade alone in the shadow of the big tree!

Uncle Snake, how did you end up here?

He hurriedly passed by, but at this time, Hisashi did not feel the coldness on Orochimaru's body. The snake hand that had scratched the throats of many people was tightly embedded in the dead skin of the trees at this moment. And the vertical pupils in the shadows showed a trace of unbearable pity. Indulging in war, he was scarred like a wounded white snake at this time...

"He's back?" Orochimaru seems to have seen Jiraiya, who suddenly returned to the village like himself. But at this moment, the other party's eyes only have Kato Broken by Tsunade's side...

The mistake of three endured, and the wordless day looked back inexplicably. Orochimaru in the shadows, Jiraiya belated, Tsunade crying in the distance...

He took one last look at the tombstone of the Thousand Hands Rope Tree in the farthest distance:

"I thought I had changed your fate, but I didn't expect it to be just late!"

Ahead, Sakumo Hagi, who went first, led Kakashi and continued...

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(Think more, write a word in one step...) As described! ）

Because I'm writing too slowly, please read it slowly. This is not a book that sweeps ten lines at a glance, the mood at the beginning and the end are different, and if you slow down, you can see a lot of emotions... (The main thing is that I'm too slow to write!) ）