The strongest support for the fourth generation

Zhenyong, holding his little daughter in his arms, is still the man standing at the pinnacle of the Ninja world...For him, many forces that ordinary people can't understand at all have become his instincts—the simplest one can probably be regarded as the way to look at the world angle.

Different from ordinary people, in the world of true bravery, human beings are more like the embodiment of some kind of life energy... Although in terms of results, what he sees and perceives is not different from normal people, but the way is completely different ——Although the illusion that can completely control the five senses like the photogenic Hua Suigetsu cannot have a miraculous effect, but if it is just an ordinary person... no matter how exquisite the transformation technique is, it cannot escape the true brave's eyes.

"Ha~"

He chuckled, and the little princess in his arms looked at his father curiously.

Although Orochimaru's face painting skills are indeed excellent, and even the body seems to have undergone some special changes... probably because of the soft transformation.

But this disguise is meaningless in Zhenyong's perception... Orochimaru is just Orochimaru, no matter how his appearance changes, in Zhenyong's eyes, he is still the Uncle Snake back then.

"Nothing~"

He squinted his eyes and smiled, and then touched Xiaoqianxia lovingly. For his little princess, Zhenyong has always been used to shielding her from all the wind and rain——Qianxia's talent is beyond doubt, and she relies on her own strength to walk step by step. How could the true courage here not know that setbacks and sufferings are the best motivation for children to grow up, but as a father, as a father who loves his daughter so much that he is almost going crazy, how can he overcome the contradiction in his heart...

Turning around, Zhenyong did not let go of Xiaoqianxia in his arms, but walked in the direction of Uncle Snake indifferently.

Before he could open his mouth, the corner of his mouth was already teasing.

Although he had already discovered it through perception, when the little girl who was also decorated with powder and jade appeared in Uncle Snake's arms, Zhenyong was still three-point surprised and seven-point joyful.

This is Uncle Snake's daughter?

After all, that expression of tightness on the face, but showing the slightest concern cannot be faked - if it was just an experimental product, it would be absolutely impossible for Orochimaru to hold her in his arms so indulgently.

There is no such a number one character in the original book. Although Zhenyong seldom thinks about the original work until now, at least it is certain that the appearance of this little girl is also a product of the butterfly effect.

"Your daughter?"

I don't know why, it was obviously meant to be a joke, but at the moment when he spoke, Zhenyong suddenly felt a palpitation... The trembling and despair that came from the depths of his soul spread to his heart from another, more fragile soul, and then it seemed to be The sledgehammer pounding in his heart made him breathless for a moment...

Starting from the arm, there was a terrible stiffness, as if what he just said was completely wrong.

Orochimaru didn't spray venom wantonly like in the past... He didn't even give a simple reply.

...There was a certain complex emotion in his eyes, like blame, but also like speechless...

And in his arms, the little girl's tears-filled eyes became even more blurry, her young body trembled, her expression and emotions were killed at the same time, she was crying, sad...

The illusion was shattered, and Ziyuan could no longer imagine herself lying in his arms with peace of mind. That smile, that tone of voice that seemed to be joking, made the little girl fall into the ice cave in an instant...

She stubbornly turned her head away, and then just leaned on Dashewan's chest - she wanted to go back, she never wanted to, and she would never come back here again.

Father and daughter are heart-to-heart... How could Zhenyong be really unaware of the entanglement in the blood?

"She...is she..."

The stiffness was transmitted to Qianxia in her arms through her arms. The little girl stared curiously at everything in front of her with wide open eyes... No matter how precocious she was, she was still just a child when she approached, and the little princess still didn't understand why Zhenyong, who has always been calm, lost his composure in this way. Similarly, she is just a little girl, but she has a kind of natural kindness towards the little girl who looks inexplicably sad in front of her...

The little princess stretched out her hand. She seemed to want to touch the other person's cheek, pat her on the back, and wipe away her tears...

However, Orochimaru took a step back—dodging silently.

One is Konoha's princess...the other is a miko who has nothing.

Maybe God destined them to be the closest people... But any slight touch will hurt Ziyuan's heart that is already riddled with holes...

So Orochimaru refused... Now is not a good time to be honest.

Little Ziyuan has been pushed too fast today, if it continues like this...it won't be a good thing for anyone.

——From a logical point of view, Orochimaru has no position to blame Zhenyu, but how can humans be such a simple animal...Because of personal relationships, and because of his preference for Xiao Shion, Orochimaru retreated.

Turn around and leave.

...

"Wait…"

Zhenyong wanted to stretch out his hand to keep him, but the weight in his arms still pressed his arm down... Xiao Qianxia's weight became a little heavy for the first time, as if an invisible barrier cut off the road between the two...

"Really brave?"

The little princess shook her father's arm in confusion, just as cute and cute as ever...

"Qianxia... let's go back first..."

Lowering his eyelids, Zhenyong forced himself to calm down... At least not to scare his beloved daughter.

...

"I'm a little tired."