The wind on Yan Yan blew against Lu Sheng, Madara, Hashima, and the robes of the three.

Under the dark moonlight, the three of them looked down at Konoha and even at the ninja world wrapped in darkness.

After all, Lu Sheng said his worries, "Was the split Kaguya a little bit of a big deal with such a grand treatment?"

"In his prime, Kaguya, and Haei and Hamura were excited for several months to decide the outcome. They are now in the ninja world, so it is not too much to treat her."

Banyan glanced slightly and poured out a breath of turbid air from the night sky, and said with a serious face.

"I agree with Ban's opinion."

Hashirama followed up and expressed his views.

Lu Sheng clearly accepted it. The eyes that were shining through the night, and the power in his eyes was self-evident.

A once-in-a-lifetime combat opportunity cannot be destroyed by once.

Hashirama, staring at the sacred tree, broke the small movements of the master and the apprentice, "I'm more worried than this, how can ninja avoid being entangled by the sacred tree when using the infinite moon reading."

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Madara, who came to his senses, looked at Hashimama with a look of surprise, and coughed lightly interrupted his question, "I have it all, Hashimama, why are you just as worried about some minor things like Lu Sheng?"

"hateful."

The ten-tailed man, Wu Riki, was wandering in front of him. Hashima realized that he was worried too much. Madara was no longer Madara, and there was only a strange thing in his body.

"But to inform other shadows of this kind of thing, the entire ninja world needs to be mentally prepared."

“That’s natural.”

"Make a promise to Hei Jue?"

Strength is Madara's greatest confidence, and he can respond freely to the questions on his side. "If the plan changes, let him watch it."

The perfect and impeccable plan was completed, and only Hei Jue was injured.

Lu Sheng looked at the place where Hei Jue was imprisoned in the night, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes. No one could say something to you at heart now.

"White Jue, who is a container, is ready. What is the specific time to resurrect Kaguya?"

Hashimara and Madara looked at each other tacitly, and both saw the troubles in their eyes. What Konoha lacked the most now is time.

It is better to be early rather than late.

Otsutsuki, who was eyeing him, might be rushing towards the ninja world from the depths of the universe.

The moonlight suddenly cleared. Banyan looked at the red jade above the tree canopy, and a surging fighting spirit was hidden under his solemn expression. "Just above the celebration, announce this news to the ninja world."

Preparations for the celebration were planned tensely and orderly inside Konoha.

Building a place of cultivation for ninjas is a unique feat.

Many ninjas are willing to avoid points, but also contribute their own part to join the feast of all ninjas.

The Konoha is located in a semicircle and expands its scope outward. The main urban areas inside are centered on the Naruto Building and are divided into four urban areas according to their orientation.

The airport opened deep in the forest is trending towards the fifth urban area, and the three daimyos, wind, fire, and water, migrating first, live here.

The other old nobles who followed also lived here.

The distance between Konoha and not too close is completely in line with their awkward psychology.

I am afraid that ninjas will attack them, but I can't escape, but I want to enjoy the efficient life convenience brought by ninjas.

Simple teahouse.

According to the aristocratic dining habits, the tender flesh placed in the fruit plate made the famous name of Beiyiyuan, the country of Feng, unable to raise any appetite.

He could only pinch his nose and look at the Daming Masato of the Water Kingdom sitting in front of him and feasted on him.

After the annoyed bare lips disappeared, Kita Yoshimoto looked at Masato, who had no aristocratic style, licked his fingers.

"Aren't you afraid that ninjas will poison these fruits and vegetables?"

"Give poison?" Kita Yoshimoto leaned back and sat upright with his eyes tilted. "It's better to talk about what happened when you poisoned the ninja in the northwest."

"Ha, I just guided the desires in their hearts."

Seeing that Kita Yoshimoto did not cover up too much, Masatozo glanced at the airship that was flying across the sky and sighed: "Isn't it good to let go of the obsession in my heart and accept the status quo with peace of mind?"

"Why didn't Muye find that old fox to be a lobbyist?"

"The old fox refuses to come, so I am the only one who comes."

Kita Yoshimoto fell into silence and a thought emerged.

The name of the Fire Kingdom with a kind face, and under the seemingly honest appearance, he would not be merciless when stabbing the knife in his back.

"Koha wants to pass you and warn me not to cause trouble during the ceremony?"

“Not.”

Zong Zheng lazily fiddled with the ink-colored watermelon with a body size of nearly several times, and couldn't help secreting the outlet of water, wanting to swallow the refreshing and sweet melon flesh in one bite.

Kita Yoshimoto knew very well that after migrating to Konoha, all the backhands who had been in the Wind Kingdom also failed.

The area where they lived, Konoha had already laid various eyeliners, and it was more difficult for the old subordinates to contact them than to reach the sky.

Even if the information is transmitted through secret channels, he will even feel suspicious whether this is Tomoma's fishing trick.

"What did Tomoma want to tell me?"

"It's not Tobirama, but me."

Masatozo gracefully held Kuwu and slashed downwards. Hearing the crisp sound of the melon skin bursting, he couldn't help feeling a little relieved.

The doubts made Kitano Yoshimoto feel itchy, but in order to maintain the cultivation of the nobles, he could only wait for the red flesh to be cut off and calm down.

"Do you think we look like this watermelon?" Masato Sect, who put down the kunai, looked at the equal parts of the watermelon, "from the whole to the individual, then to the whole."

"You mean?"

Kita Yoshimoto's voice became trembling, staring at the red liquid flowing in the tray.

"Migrate fire, wind, water, nobles of the Three Kingdoms, and Konoha."

Kita Yoshimoto couldn't hold on, so he sat on the chair and whispered unwillingly: "Hashima clearly agreed to us that Daming Mansion is our last fiefdom."

"That's right, and it's said there is no deprivation."

"call--"

"According to internal news, all our property is no longer inherited by the eldest son alone, and the second son, daughter, and illegitimate son are all part of it."

Exhaust the firewood from the bottom of the cauldron.

Kita Yoshimoto stopped sit-ups, and could imagine that the children with different ulterior motives would put the fight on the table and shouted desperately, "Why are you like nothing?"

"I surrendered early. What Konoha gave me was a breeding stock, which was enough for me to support my old age."

"Then...that old fox is the same?"

The accumulated breath of depression in his chest made Kitayoshi feel difficult to breathe, and he needed... to go to Konoha Hospital for treatment.

"The density of airships overhead is far greater than before."

Zong Zheng, who was wiping the corner of his mouth, looked over the teahouse and looked at the seven tails that were flashing fins.

"The backyard will be in a state of chaos soon, so there is no time to destroy the celebration."

Daming of the Kingdom of Wind, whose eyes were covered with a dull gray light, was completely lying flat on the chair.

“I mean…”
Chapter completed!