farewell , konoha

Chapter 210 You forced me to do this.

Sarutobi Asuma, the second son of the third generation, for this rebellious boy, oh no!

Now he is no longer a young man, but like an uncle who has gone through many vicissitudes of life. His eyes are slightly absent-minded, as if he has not yet gotten over the death of the third generation.

Naoshu didn't care about this guy. Whether he would die in Hidan's hands in the future would depend on his own fate.

At this time, Hong, who had wavy black hair, was walking in a hurry, as if she wanted to catch up with Asuma and say something, but she stopped walking and looked at the rope tree.

This person...

The next moment, Shengshu looked away, curled his lips, and turned into another street.

Hong turned his head and looked over there, then looked at Asuma who was gradually going away, and his heart sank.

Asma, I'm sorry!

Hong turned around and headed towards the place where the rope tree disappeared. She intuitively felt that there was something wrong with the other party, very wrong.

Such a person who sneaks into Konoha at this time must be given special attention.

Nowadays, due to the open election of the new Hokage, there are countless people who have sneaked into Konoha and want to vote.

Whether it's the root or the dark side, more than a dozen people can be caught every day.

As for this person, she found that no Anbu had noticed that there was something wrong with this person.

The pace gradually quickened, and Hong hurried to the place where the other party disappeared. With a sudden look, he found that the alley was a dead end, and there was no figure at all.

"Sure enough, there is something wrong with this guy!"

Hong Xin secretly thought, frowning slightly, and carefully looked around for traces, trying to find traces of the other party's departure.

He slowly stepped into the dead end step by step, looking around with vigilance.

As she slowly went deeper, a figure slowly emerged from the wall on her side, and she looked at Hong and stretched out her hand to it.

"Really, just pretend you didn't see it!" A whisper sounded in my ears.

Kurenai suddenly looked back, looked at a pair of scarlet three-magatama Sharingan and slowly selected it, and slowly covered her mouth with one hand.

"Sharingan..."

As soon as the words in her mouth were finished, Hong fell completely into the illusion.

As a master of illusion, she never thought that she would fail on this and fall into the illusion.

The eyes of Naoshu slowly returned to black, and he stretched out his arm to stop Hong who was about to fall, and slowly disappeared into the wall with him.

…

After a long time, Hong slowly opened her eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling above. Is this home?

He looked a little confused, held his head, frowned, and kept trying to remember in his mind: "I will go find Asma, and then..."

As the memories continued to resurface, his expression suddenly changed. He grabbed the quilt covering his body and was about to get up.

A faint voice sounded: "I don't recommend you to act impulsively."

Hong's movements froze, and he looked to one side, where Naoshu was drinking tea by the bed, and his pupils shrank.

"It's you!"

"Well, it's me!"

Naoshu slowly put down the tea, turned to look at Hong on the bed, and commented to the room.

“The room sounds tidy. It’s worthy of being a girl’s room.”

Hong was shocked and realized immediately that he was at home, how did he know.

"You seem surprised?" Shen Shu said calmly, slowly stood up and walked towards Hong.

Hong clutched the quilt tightly, watching the other party's tall figure approaching slowly, and said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"

As a master of illusions, most of his methods are based on illusions, but he was defeated by the opponent in the area he was best at.

This has lost the biggest weapon for a specialized ninja like Hong.

Hong suddenly lifted up the quilt and was about to escape from the room. The next moment, there was a loud sound in the air.

Several vines shot out and instantly wrapped around Hong's limbs. The strong force tightened instantly, pulling Hong's body straight.

As the quilt fell, Hong's limbs were wrapped tightly by vines, and his whole body appeared in the shape of a large character, suspended in the air.

Shengshu tilted his head slightly, looked at her, and said in disbelief: "You have already recognized me, and you still think about being able to escape from here. Are you underestimating me?"

He stretched out his hand, pinched Hong's chin, stared at the other person's red pupils, looked at the other person's unyielding expression, and showed an interesting look.

Hong showed an unyielding look, looked at the rope tree fiercely, and asked: "What do you want to do when you return to Konoha again?"

Shengshu smiled slightly: "I like the look in your eyes now, that look of ignorance, justice, and the fault of others."

"As for why I came back to Konoha, of course I came to watch the show."

Letting go of his hand, the rope tree moved backwards, and a chair made of vines appeared, rising slowly to look at Hong.

He stretched out his palm, a flower slowly rose up, and said softly: "Originally, I didn't intend to alarm anyone. I just wanted to see whether Danzo would become Hokage or Kakashi would become Hokage."

"Although, I don't care who becomes Hokage, after all, the result is only slightly different for me."

After all, the roots in those two people had already spread throughout their bodies.

As long as they are implanted into his cells, those things will be completely integrated into their bodies.

Compared to Hashirama's cells that are phagocytic, his cells are fusion capable.

Directly integrated into the opponent's body, it is more difficult to remove than Hashirama cells.

Kurenai was a little reluctant to believe Nasuki's words, but said solemnly: "As the grandson of the first generation, why did you attack Konoha?"

The rope tree raised its hand and spread its palm, a flower slowly bloomed, and the bright red flower was as bright as its red eyes.

As it withers and withers, a crystal clear seed is filled with fine lines, like a ruby.

"Attack Konoha, no! I will also destroy Konoha. Today's Konoha is no longer the Konoha it once was."

"Think about Kakashi's father, the Fourth Hokage, and the Uchiha clan. Whose hands did these people die in?"

"The leaves of the wood have decayed. Since the tree's root system has been cut off and rotted, the superficial prosperity is only temporary."

Hong wanted to retort, but Naoshu's other hand had already pinched her mouth again, making a whimpering sound.

"So why don't you continue chasing Sarutobi Asuma? You came to chase me instead."

"Since you are chasing after me, you will naturally have to pay a price. Maybe calling you the person I buried in Konoha is a good choice."

He stuffed the seed in his hand into Hong's mouth, but the other person lowered his tongue, unwilling to swallow it.

Seeing the opponent's struggle, Naoki showed an expression of disapproval, and his eyes turned into three Magatama Sharingan eyes, staring at Kurenai's eyes.

The latter closed his eyes instantly and slurred: "I was unprepared last time, and now you want to use illusion to control me, but you can't..."

Hmm!!!

With her mouth blocked, Hong felt the seed being pushed deep into her throat.

He immediately opened his eyes and looked at the rope tree that was so close, with a smile in his eyes, as if he said you forced me to do this.

(End of chapter)