Great Unification of the Ninja World

Chapter 53 Dawn (5) Devil!
"Pfft!"

Sake's right hand suddenly stopped in the air, a long knife pierced his body, and the silver-white knife tip reflected his astonished face.

What a quick cut!

Such a quiet knife!

"Cough...how come?"

In an instant, Sake's chest was stained with red clouds and blood poured out. Looking at Sato Harutoyo who was so close at hand, he desperately reached for his right hand.

Just a little bit, just a little bit...

"Cough cough..."

Accompanied by a painful cough, Sake spurted out another mouthful of blood, and his hand that was in the air loosened weakly.

"My vision is blurred... I can't move my body... Am I going to die... Master Ghost Lantern, you must live well..."

"Wow—!"

Sake's body was like dead wood, gradually stiffening, and the long knife stuck in his chest was withdrawn from his body bit by bit.

He fell straight on the ground, staring blankly at the night sky. When Mizukage-sama left that day, the sky was so dark...

Perhaps as he said, losers have no value and no sympathy!

Sake just fell asleep in a place where his companions couldn't see, without anyone's mercy.

Before going to sleep, Sake seemed to see the sun rising in the sky.

This sun is a bit like Mizukage-sama!Sake thinks so.

At the last moment of his life, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was as sweet as the wine in his name.

In the night, under the body of Sake, the dark red pool of blood seemed to be a candle that had burned out hope, and it was extremely gloomy.

Ahead, Sato Harutoyo listened to the commotion around him and watched the terrified flow of people below the stage without any panic.

He never believed in Mist Shinobi, and he didn't feel much about the assassination and death of sake, just like an elephant wouldn't care about the death of ants.

At this moment, his back is extremely safe, because standing there is Kou Takei, a powerful ghost driven by his daimyo.

In this world, friendship, family affection, and love are not worthy of his trust and entrustment!
Only by handing over benefits can he truly feel at ease!

In front of the main hall, Sato Harutoyo's calm demeanor was like a pinnacle of calming the sea, affecting everyone.

Gradually, the night became more eerie, and the panicked temple calmed down again.

At this time, a middle-aged official walked behind Sato Zhifeng and asked in a low voice: "Master Zhifeng, what should we do in this situation!?"

"Don't panic, I have my own opinion!" Sato Zhifeng looked calm, he took a step forward, and said loudly to the crowd: "Harayoshi has become history, we need a new daimyo!"

The audience swiped, and there was an eerie silence.

Sato Harutoyo said that for this sake, as long as the people present are not fools, they can understand what he means.

It's just that Sato Harutoyo's words were too shocking, which caught everyone off guard.

At this time, among the crowd, Kurosaki Junchen voiced a passionate questioning voice: "Are you planning to become a daimyo yourself? Do you think you are worthy?"

Sato Harutoyo smiled: "Why not?"

He turned to the government official and asked, "Have I ever been corrupted by ink over the years?"

The government official thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No way!"

Sato Harutoyo turned to look at the crowd, shrugged, and asked, "Have I ever broken my promise to you all these years?"

The audience was in an uproar, all whispering and discussing.Not long after, everyone said in unison: "No!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Sato Harutoyo's mouth, and he continued: "I have never been greedy, which means that I will not extort money, and that I have never broken my promise, which means that I will not change orders overnight! The first minister of the country of fire, I can do well, my name is me!" I can do well! The new daimyo is mine! Who agrees? Who opposes?"

After saying that, Sato Harutoyo let go of the headband, his gray-black hair fluttering in the wind, he turned around, and Domineering Wushuang looked at the Fire Nation officials behind him, his eyes were full of threats.

As far as Sato Harutoyo could see, all the Fire Nation officials lowered their heads and remained silent, obviously hesitating.

Just when the atmosphere stagnated, Kou Takei strode forward and half knelt at Sato Harutoyo's feet.

"On behalf of the warriors of the Fire Nation, I am loyal to you!"

Takei's words seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. Officials from the Fire Country, who were watched by Sato Harutoyo, expressed their allegiance one after another.

Among the crowd, His Highness the Seventh Prince pushed Ryoko Sato away from her arms and ran towards the main hall.

Ryoko Sato, who didn't catch His Highness the Seventh Prince, was shocked and fell to the ground in a panic.

His Royal Highness looked at the mountain-like crowd in front of him, without the slightest hesitation, like a lonely and stubborn pony, he ran towards Sato Harutoyo over one hill after another!

His Royal Highness Qi silently encouraged himself in his heart, he is the son of Harayoshi Kamyo, how could he shrink back at such a time!
It's finally here!
"I object!!!"

The immature voice was extremely resolute, resounding through the sky!

The Seventh Prince came to the front of the main hall, gasped heavily, and shouted again.

"I object!!!"

This child's voice seemed to be a heart-warming question, and the officials, monks and common people present fell into deep thought.

"I'm against it too!"

The first voice appeared from the crowd, followed by voices of opposition, which became more and more dense like drums.

"I object!"

"be opposed to!"

"opposite……!"

The handsome facial features on Sato Harutoyo's face twisted together frantically, he staggered back and forth, and asked unconvinced: "Why?"

In the crowd, Cheng Wujing, who wrapped himself up tightly, shouted in a muffled voice: "The one who activates the holy fire is a great name, you don't deserve it!"

"Hahahaha! Not worthy?!"

Hearing this voice that came from nowhere, Sato Jifeng laughed wildly, his laughter made people shudder!

While laughing, he walked towards the huge bronze cauldron, tightly holding the glass container full of blood in his long sleeves.

Sato Jifeng was very proud of himself, and soon he was the master of the country of fire, the only truth!it's all over!
When Sato Harutoyo was overjoyed, His Royal Highness Seventh Prince ruthlessly rushed towards Sato Harutoyo, he soared into the air, and hugged Sato Harutoyo's legs.

With hands tied to his thighs, Sato Harutoyo instantly lost his balance and fell forward!

"Crack!"

The glass container in his hand shattered, and the blood in it flowed away like time.

"Do not!!!!"

Sato Harutoyo went crazy, he quickly touched the blood on the ground with his hands and tongue, and begged in his heart, just one drop, one drop will do!
But time is gone forever, and so is the blood that sank to the ground.

In an instant, the blood on the ground dried up. Sato Jifeng withdrew his tongue and hands in despair, his eyes were lifeless, his face was ashen, and his gray hair danced wildly in the wind.

Sato Harutoyo turned his head to look at His Highness Seventh Highness grimly. At this moment, the boy was holding his leg tightly and looking at him firmly.

Sato Harutoyo thought of countless possibilities, but he didn't expect that it would be His Royal Highness who broke his dream here.

From the beginning to the end, Sato Harutoyo never looked at the child in front of him. In his eyes, His Highness the Seventh Prince was just a dog he once raised.

"It turned out to be you. You took your life. Isn't it good to live?"

Sato Harutoyo turned his neck, his bones made a crackling sound, and stared at His Highness the Seventh Prince coldly.

In the next second, killing intent was like a sea, churning, surging, roaring, rolling towards His Highness the Seventh Prince.

His Royal Highness Seven instantly felt that he was a solitary boat in the vast ocean, and that the boat might be destroyed at any time!

His body was trembling, and he subconsciously let go of his hands, his heart twitched suddenly, as if a nail had been pierced in, and it hurt so badly.

"Third Brother, I'm hurt...in pain..."

Sato Harutoyo grabbed His Highness the Seventh Prince's hair and lifted the boy up. He lowered his eyelids and looked at His Highness the Seventh Prince indifferently.

"It hurts... it hurts..."

His Highness the Seventh was hanging in the air, blood was already oozing from his scalp, his short arms and legs struggled feebly and moaned in pain.

Outside the main hall, the officials of the Fire Nation and the other officials saw that their headaches were splitting, and their hearts were pierced like a knife!
Such a small child, Sato Harutoyo can do it!
At this moment, they had no interest in their minds, no calculations, no longer care about gains and losses, and ran towards Sato Zhifeng desperately.

There is only one goal, and that is to save His Highness the Seventh Prince!

At the same time, the monks of the Temple of Fire were faster than the officials of the Fire Country, and they had arrived in front of Sato Zhifeng in an instant.

However, in the next second, Mr. Takei pulled out his long knife with a "chuckle" sound, light and shadows flashed continuously, and the blood was like hell. .

Before Xiaofu Wujing could act fiercely again, the sound of "Wow" sounded like the tide, and the crowd in the temple rushed towards him like waves, and Xiaofu Wujing was submerged in the sea of ​​people in an instant, not knowing whether he was dead or alive!

Sato Harutoyo did not provoke the crowd any more, he put the delirious Seventh Highness on the ground, and held the boy back towards the huge bronze cauldron.

"Stay away from me, or if I shake my hand, his neck will be broken!"

After hearing the words, everyone could only slowly back away.

Sato Harutoyo strangled His Royal Highness Seventh's throat with his right hand, leaving dark blue fingerprints on the boy's throat, pointed at officials and monks with his left hand, shook his head angrily and said:
"It's not enough, it's not enough, go back to your original positions, and all of you Yuanji's dogs will go down too!"

Restrained by others, everyone had to retreat one after another, but their worried eyes were fixed on His Highness the Seventh Highness, for fear that the young Seventh Highness would die in the hands of Sato Zhifeng.

At this moment, the holy fire in the huge bronze cauldron was still burning, and His Highness was lying half dead next to the huge cauldron.

Sato Harutoyo looked at the beating holy flame in the huge bronze cauldron, his eyes were full of complexity, his eyes seemed to be sighing, melancholy, and reminiscing!
"It's over... I will definitely die... The Harayoshi lineage is also doomed to perish..."

Sato Harutoyo threw His Highness the Seventh Highness on the ground, stretched out his hand to hang on the huge bronze tripod, felt the wonderful temperature of the holy fire, and laughed.

"I killed all the uncles of the daimyo, I killed the daimyo, I killed the second highness, I killed the fourth highness, and the only remaining ones, the first highness and the seventh highness, are also in my hands at this moment!

I know there must be some of you who have unrealistic fantasies about the Third Highness who didn't show up.

But what I want to tell you is that he is dead too!Yuanji's lineage all died because of me alone, this is hatred! "

Sato Jifeng turned his right hand, drew out the soft knife wrapped around his waist, and waved it in the air, and then there was a crisp sound of "dang bang bang" in the air.

The man in front of the main hall, at this moment, has gray hair like a waterfall, draped behind his back. The thumb and forefinger of his left hand hold the blade from the handle, and slide towards the tip of the knife. With a bang, the tip of the knife escapes instantly. The bondage of the man's fingers, under the light of the fire, is like a silver snake flying, shining brightly!

With a bang, Sato Harutoyo raised his soft knife high, as if a demon lord had descended, with black hair dancing wildly and red eyes, he slashed fiercely at the Seventh Highness on the ground!

　Thank you for being depressed, there is no heroine and no cp, San Fradino's support!I recently changed what I wrote before, and the more I read it, the more I felt uncomfortable. The writing is too bad (ω)!It has been changed to ten chapters, friends can go back and read it again.Newcomers writing books are really making progress slowly. . .Love you (ω<)★

　　
　
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