People In Konoha: Look At Me, Demacia!

Nara Luchun saw all this in his eyes, but his brows wrinkled slightly.

Minato seemed to be unaware of everyone's expressions and continued: "But slowly, I found that my previous determination was wrong. I used to just blindly carry out the orders issued by the superiors, and just work hard to complete these orders. . Even so, I thought I was fighting for the village?"

"No, that's wrong."

Many ninjas in the team suddenly raised their heads, looking at Minato with confused and panicked eyes.

These are all the same thoughts among them. They have done this before and have always thought so.

But now that they were rejected by Minato, they couldn't help but feel a little confused. Isn't this just fighting for the village?

Looking at the many doubtful eyes, Minato paused and continued: "That is just a mechanical and simple execution of orders. Even if you are hurt because of it, you are only making a contribution!"

This little devil!

What he said was merciless and immediately attracted angry looks from everyone.

"We are all fighting for ourselves!"

Minato said.

"Fight for the ideals in your heart, fight for your friends and family, fight for the obsessions in your heart, and even more so for your own way of tolerance! If you still retain a trace of hope in your heart, then even on the battlefield What’s the point of dying in battle?”

"So, I am going to rescue Kinosuke, not for anything else, but for the belief in my heart. Even if I die, it is still valuable! This is my way of ninja!"

As soon as these words were spoken, many ninjas were shocked. They looked up at the boy who was as warm as the sun. All they could see in his eyes was sincerity, infinite confidence and optimism.

The gloomy atmosphere in the team was immediately swept away, and many ninjas couldn't help but smile.

I haven't even seen a child understand it yet, and my age is like living like a dog.

Gang Yuanshou and Senjouichi's eyes flickered, looking at Minato with admiration, but they couldn't help but make certain decisions in their hearts.

"Remember Kinosuke once said this, if a person loses his ideals and beliefs, what's the difference from a salted fish?" Minato smiled at everyone, but turned around as if he was about to activate the Flying Thunder God technique.

"Wait!" Nara Shikazumi stopped Minato again.

"Uncle, do you still want to stop me?" Minato turned his back to them, but he had already decided to leave.

"Of course not." A smile appeared on Nara's face, but he shouted to the team: "Where are the ninjas of the Nara family?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several ninjas stood out from the team. Their expressions were serious and their eyes were firm. Although they were more or less injured, it did not prevent them from participating in the subsequent battle.

"Uncle, you?" Minato was slightly surprised.

"Take them with you!" There was pride hidden in Nara Luchun's smile, as if the constant conversation had touched the wound again, he gasped slightly, "Kid, our Nara family also has our own beliefs!"

"Not just the Nara family!"

Another shout came, and a ninja walked out of the team.

"How is it possible to let just one kid steal the show?"

"Konoha hasn't fallen low enough yet to let you brats stand in the way."

"Yep!"

Ninjas with less serious injuries kept coming forward. Different from the lifeless look just now, their eyes were full of smiles and determination at this time.

"Everyone..." Minato turned his back to everyone for a moment, but his words were choked.

It has to be said that Little Sun already has some of the charm of Fourth Generation in the future. He is so contagious that he used his actions and words to build up a strong force in a short period of time. Not a bad support group.

There seems to be a reason for Naruto's powerful mouth escape in the future. This skill has already begun to take shape in his father.

…………

The war is still going on, and it is more intense and cruel than before!

Both sides showed real fire!

"Brush!" All three Chūnin's throats were cut with a knife. Normally, it would be impossible to kill three Chūnin with one knife. After all, Chūnin are not just cabbages left there to be slaughtered by you. But here, everything is impossible.

That's right, the person who did it is still that Genin brat!

The boy from Konoha stared coldly at the enemies gathering in front of him like Shura, but there was no fear on his young face. Although his body was already covered with scars at this time, he was as hideous and terrifying as a bloody man.

"Hufu..." Kinosuke gasped hard, the blood on his forehead almost blurring his vision.

He didn't know how long he could hold on.

One second, or two seconds?

Although there is no clear definition yet, judging from the current physical condition, Kinosuke understands that he is at the end of his strength.

Even if he suddenly fell down at any next moment, he would not be surprised at all.

What really concerned him was whether he died of exhaustion of physical strength in the end, or whether he was beaten to death by many Cloud Shinobi before that.

By the way, if the plot is arranged properly, I really don't want to die.

Whether it's for myself or for Xue Ran...

He couldn't fall down. If he fell down here, the girl behind him might be killed by the violent Cloud Shinobi at the first opportunity.

"call…"

He breathed again, but the smell of rust came from his mouth, "tui." If I guessed correctly, his internal organs were bleeding on a large scale, and strong pain accompanied his breathing, making him extremely painful.

Ah, is it serious enough?

Someone who felt that he had endured all the seemingly impossible sufferings on earth could not help but burst out with a cry!

"I can't die here no matter what!"

The exhaustion from the body was whispering in the ears.

You need to rest.

He dragged heavy steps, his arms were so numb that he could hardly lift them, and the energy in his body was getting anxious. It was as if the fuel tank in the car had bottomed out, and the water source seemed to have been exploited wantonly. As soon as a trace of water seeped out, it was The miners couldn't wait to dig out the soil.

"Pfft!" Another stream of blood surged up.

Is this just killing people until they are soft?

Speaking of which, killing people is really tiring!

Someone thought with some evil intentions in his heart, and subconsciously waved the knife-wielding right hand out again.

"when!"