After leaving seclusion, he became Naruto's grandfather.

Unlike Jiraiya's obvious disgust, the three generations who have been old and yin all their lives have no complaints about the poisoning of their brothers revealed by the daimyo.

Even because he was trapped in the dark black stone for a long time, he gradually became psychologically perverted, and he was a little more admired by the character of the daimyo.

So he spoke softly and laughed to the Daimyo of the Fire Country:

"Your Excellency the Daimyo, the successor to the throne of the Daimyo is your son, Moto. "

When the daimyo heard the words of the three generations, the whole person was stunned, showing a sneering expression.

"How is it possible, that slut is just a seven-year-old child, and he has the lowly blood of a ninja. "

"The Minister of the Fire Nation will never recognize him as a great name. "

"Sandaimu, you don't communicate well with the usurper and deliberately use the name Yuan to deceive me. "

Jiraiya was disgusted with him because of the conspiracy to kill his brother that the Daimyo of the Fire Nation said before, but now when he hears that this guy has a 'lowly ninja blood', the whole person is furious.

The white hair of the shawl stood up from the roots of anger, and the majesty of the battle-hardened body gushed out, making the daimyo's farts flow in a fright.

Seeing this, the three generations were immediately anxious, and hurriedly scolded:

"Jiraiya, what do you want to do!"

"This is Lord Daimyo, do you still have any dignity and humility!"

When he heard the words of the three generations, his movements couldn't help but stiffen, and his face changed color several times, flickering blue and purple.

In the end, he turned his head with a cold face, looked at the three generations, and said in a deep voice:

"Sensei, if I'm not mistaken, I'm the Hokage now. "

"Could it be that as the Hokage, I can't even protect the reputation of the ninjas in the village?"

When the three generations heard that Jiraiya actually dared to refute their words, an evil fire suddenly appeared in their hearts, but more of them were fear.

Fear comes from it!

Because he knows very well that he is now a useless waste. After all, Uzumaki Qiantang resurrected him with secret techniques to torture him.

In this case, it is natural that there will be no great power that comes from the true rebirth of the soil.

So the reason why he is now able to point fingers in the Hokage's office, and his power is not inferior to that before his death, is because of the reputation of the three generations and the master-apprentice relationship with Jiraiya.

But this relationship is extremely fragile, and the three generations have not forgotten that they were killed by another apprentice.

Therefore, he must always remind him of the courtesy of humility and humility.

Only in this way can he be in this Hokage building forever, Mountain.

The three generations took a deep breath, their eyes slowly changed, and their dry faces were full of furrows, just like the monsters hiding in the corners and eating people in the story.

"Jiraiya!!"

"You are presumptuous!"

"Do you think that if you become the Hokage, you can be unscrupulous? Without the Daimyo, how can we Konoha ninjas sustain their lives!"

"Do you want to let the people of the village go hungry with you for the sake of your so-called reputation?"

"You're selling your reputation, and as a teacher, I have to teach you a lesson. "

"Come here and apologize to the Daimyo. "

Zilai only felt that his head was clouded, as if he had been hit by a sudden hail, and he was dizzy.

He's a ninja, he's an immortal, he's a writer.

Under Ming's keen observation, the fear and anger that the three generations deliberately concealed could not escape his eyes at all.

Why, why are the three generations afraid? Why are the three generations angry?

He, who has been a Hokage for a while, knows everything clearly.

Although, he's just an empty Hokage.

Zilai also means that Chen Za looked at his teacher, the great hero who was once known as Shinobi, and his heart was sad.

Because, on the translucent soul body in front of him, he couldn't see a little human warmth.

Yes, just cold scheming and endless greed.

It's the same as the fat Fire Country Daimyo in front of you.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to care, old man. "

"Talk to the Daimyo yourself!"

Jiraiya waved his hand in anticipation, and then fled as if leaving the Hokage Building.

Behind him, there were three generations of roars.

"Jiraiya, do you still have any rules, and you still know that you don't know that you are the Hokage!"

"Just run out at random, what do you want to do!"

The shrill screams of the three generations, like a woman, echoed back and forth in the Hokage Building, whipping like a whip into Jiraiya's tired and embarrassed heart, making him run faster and faster.

Because he was too flustered, he even lost the vigilance and reaction that a shadow-level powerhouse should have.

Bang –

A crashing sound sounded, and Jiraiya collided with Nara Shikaku, who had come to report the news.

Nara Luku, who had been busy all night, couldn't help but go crazy after being hit inexplicably.

But when I looked up, it was actually Jiraiya, and I was shocked.

Hurriedly asked:

"Goyome, you-"

When he heard the title of 'Five Generations', he suddenly showed a wry smile on his face, waved his hand, and said in a cheerful voice:

"Forget it, Lu Jiu, let's call me to come to myself. "

"Hokage—"

"Hehe!"_

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