I have unlimited chakra

It was only at this time that everyone truly realized what the top force of this era was.

So, the first generation raised his hand and said, "I don't have any opinion on the positions of Hasegawa Santai and my Airo, I advise everyone to lower their stature as well, after all, we are all people who have died once, and it is a great luck to be able to come back to serve our beloved land!"

The fourth generation of Sara also raised his hand and said, "I agree!".

The three generations of Kazekage were made into human puppets by scorpions, and now in the hands of Kankuro, there is no hope for it.

Seeing that the leaders of the two eras seconded the proposal, the other elite Shangnin also raised their hands.

Originally, this matter should have ended here, but at this moment, Hakura, who was the hero of the Wind Country, stood up.

"I don't care if you agree or not, but I want to say that the affairs of the Wind Country have nothing to do with me, and if you are not satisfied, you can take my life back. "

After finishing speaking, Ye Cang walked out of the conference room under the gaze of everyone.

Needless to say, this guy must have been haunted by the betrayal of Sharo, and just when I Airo was about to chase him, he was pulled by Santai.

"Hakura is a very important combat ............

."

"I know, but you shouldn't be there!".

With that, Santai looked at Sharo, who was sitting in the front row.

The four generations of Kazekage sighed, then stood up and said, "You always have to face what you do, I understand, I'll go by myself!"

..............................

It was too bizarre for anyone to come back from the dead, and Ye Cang stood in front of the monument in the Sand Hidden Village Square, quietly looking at his name.

It reads: Ye Cang———— elite Shangnin, the hero of the Land of Wind, died in the intelligence mission of Hidden Mist Village in X year and X month.

"Sacrifice, do they know how their heroes were betrayed?".

"It's not that he was betrayed, but a real sacrifice! Hidden Fog Village gave a good price, tens of thousands of loads of grain, and the entire Shayin Village relied on this to survive the most difficult days. "

Ye Cang turned around and saw the face she hated the most.

The breeze came slowly, blowing up the sand and dust in the square, Sha Luo walked up to Ye Cang, and said: "I don't like to be cheeky to say this kind of thing, but the newly appointed Captain of the Dark Department gave this order, I guess you don't want to see me, but there is no way." "

Hakura grabbed Sharo's collar and said angrily: "I am a ninja of the Land of Wind, I can die on the battlefield for my country, and when I return, the corpse should be covered with the flag of Sand Hidden Village............ I had my friends and family to see me off............ But...... But I died in a vile betrayal ............

."

"I'm sorry, I'm Kazekage~~~~~

".

"I went to war at the age of twelve, and at the age of twelve I started killing enemies for the village, you look at my ~~~~~."

Ye Cang tore his shirt to shreds, but such a beautiful woman was covered with scars under her clothes. From her body, there was hardly a piece of intact skin, ugly burns from the fire, knife marks all over the back, the longest one was at least twenty centimeters, God knows how this woman survived.

"Look at me, look at me, look at me~~~~~

."

As he spoke, Ye Cang couldn't help but shed tears. She frantically tugged at Sara's collar and pressed him against the monument.

At this moment, Sharo unfastened his feather coat and exposed his upper body.

Ye Cang was stunned, because the wounds on Sha Luo's body were no less than his own.

"How so, you're ............."

"I'm Kazekage, but I wasn't originally a Kazekage. I've been on the battlefield and know how important honor is to a warrior, but we're not samurai............ It's not hard for a ninja to give up my life, it's hard to give up my self and my honor! Like you, I also died in assassination, although it was stupid, but I have no complaints about dying for the sake of the village. "

Hakura put down Sharo, who picked up the feather coat on the ground and put it on Hakura's body.

After doing all this, Sharo turned around and prepared to leave.

"Is this how you come to carry out the mission of the Captain of the Dark Division?"

"You have the blood of the sandfolks in you, and if your soul is the soul of the sandfolk, you should be as resilient as we are. Those who will come back will come back after all, and it is useless to say more about those who do not come back! If you still have a grudge against this matter, then one day when everything is over, I will wait for you to come and take my head at any time~~~~".

Sharo is a very proud person, to put it mildly, a little stubborn, he is not even smart!

But it was such an unremarkable person who succeeded to the throne after the defeat in World War III, and actually led the country out of the most difficult days. What does it depend on? It is this kind of diligence and tenacity, about this, Ye Cang knows it well.

Sharo's figure disappeared into the wind and sand, the sun was setting, and Hakura looked from the square and saw the people returning from the fields.

They all had smiles on their faces, expressions that were so unfamiliar in the years that Ye Cang had lived.

So she walked in.

"Did you hear that? The village has occupied land from other countries and asked us to cultivate it, and I heard that the wheat there can produce more than 700 kilograms a year!"

"Long live Lord Santai, the past few years have really gotten better and better, when there was a famine last year, I thought that I was going to starve to death like I was going to last year! As a result, the village gave enough food to every family~~~".

"Thank you to the heroes of the village, long live Santai-sama, long live Iara-sama, and long-live Hakura-sama............

Ye Cang, who was about to leave, was suddenly shocked, and he stood under the monument like that.

Someone remembered, at least someone remembered her name, and when she turned around again, the villagers had already picked up the harvest and disappeared at the end of the long street.

The moon and stars were scarce, and the warm night breeze stirred her long scattered hair, and Ye Cang stood alone on the street for a

long, long time, a long time, a long time ........................