[Comprehensive master Naruto] The daimyo of the country of fire is in a panic

Muto Akinari, a non-Krypton player in the large-scale holographic simulation game "Naruto - Sengoku Storm", has now reached a key plot point of disagreement, and sadly discovered that not only does he not have a golden finger, but even the Save/Load button has been removed.

From a rational point of view, I should accept Sakahara's invitation to have a small meeting with my family members.But 20 meters ahead of me to the left were Hashirama who introduced Madara to the Yamanaka and Nara ninjas, Tobirama and Izuna who exchanged eye-catching swords, and the Akimichi ninja who was stroking Tobirama's hair and talking to Hinata.

Half of Konoha was there, and I couldn't control my legs as I cruised past them on autopilot.

"...This is Brother Momiji of the Yamanaka family, and this is Brother Shikaji of the Nara family - ah! Your Highness!" Hashirama put his arm around Madara's shoulders and led him around, and veins appeared on Madara's forehead.

"Ah, that's good. You guys just want to communicate more and exchange feelings." Maybe it was due to my shyness (?), but I didn't know what to say for a moment, so I choked out the official words dryly.

"puff--"

Everyone looked at the particularly burly Akimichi ninja in silence.He finally suppressed his laughter, rubbed his round face in confusion, and compared my height with his hand: "Your Highness, you are so young, how come you speak so much like my old man?"

Izuna and Tobirama sighed at the same time and gave him a "you're dead" look at the same time; Hashirama thought for a moment, then patted Madara on the back and laughed wildly.

I'm really sorry for being short at such a young age. Are you great if you are tall?

Well, in this era when the average person is less than 1.6 meters, he actually measured more than 1.9 meters, which is really remarkable. Toyotomi Hideyoshi could only touch his armpits.

I didn't feel dissatisfied, and waved my hand to tell him it was nothing: "I just want to ask, have you all gotten paid?"

"I got it." Everyone replied in unison.

"Is there enough food?"

"enough."

"Is there anything else you want to ask of me? Or anything you want to tell me?"

"No-" Only Hashirama and the Akimichi shinobi shouted loudly.The others stared at me weirdly, and Hinata's handsome boy even rolled his eyes briefly, as if I was such an advanced genjutsu.

I feel like I can't go on anymore. The happy atmosphere among the ninjas just now has long since disappeared. Now the scene is like a class teacher asking questions and reciting questions.

Madara suddenly remembered something, scratched his hair and wriggled his lips. I opened my eyes wide in anticipation and faced him with a smile that encouraged a newborn deer to take its first step.But Izuna quickly grabbed his wrist and made a gesture to stop him. As a result, Madara paused, turned his head hesitantly, and avoided my sight.

The Hyuga ninjas had already started to retreat silently with a look of social fear. The ninjas from Yamanaka and Nara also smiled politely until their faces stiffened. The last chance to gain favor was about to pass.Madara also felt that the heavy responsibility of restarting the sorority conversation was on his shoulders, and he gently pushed Izuna's hand away and was about to speak——

——Hashirama quickly pulled his hair from behind, causing him to stagger.

So a mini pillar-spot battle broke out in front of me, and the younger brothers of both sides quickly joined the battle as foreign aid. The fight was lively and lively.

The scene became even colder.

Akimichi Ninja's voice was loud: "Ah, by the way, Your Highness, there is something you may be interested in knowing."

I immediately responded in high spirits: "What is it?"

"I heard from others that Motochika Hamasaka of the Land of Wind gave you a nickname in person."

"Oh? Why don't I know?"

"How could it be! It's spread all over the army coming back from the west!"

I have a sense of foreboding.

"What is it?"

"'Ji Ruozi'."

"Bam—"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hashirama flew backwards far away. Madara kept his punching posture and turned his head frame by frame.

I turned around and left, no longer caring about Akidao behind me, "Where are you going, Your Highness? I just said that you look like a girl and you are so pretty, so you are not so angry. Why did you hit me?"

Sure enough, the previous option of choosing ninja will trigger a punishment event: Your mother has trouble with you.

When I walked into my mother's courtyard uneasily, I accidentally found her standing by the window, looking at the dry landscape in the courtyard through the wooden fence.

"Mother's health is getting better and better." I said to Rong Zhenyin with a smile, and the latter nodded quietly in agreement.

"Come here, Zhangcheng," my mother took her hand from the fire bowl and pulled me to stand in front of her.

She pinched my shoulder, measured the length of my arm, stroked the scars on my hands from various trainings, and proudly announced in a recalling tone: "You are worthy of being your father's child."

I am your child too, mother.

"This battle was well fought," her sunken eyes flashed. "The Kingdom of Sichuan and the Kingdom of Rain can satisfy the appetite of the Kingdom of Wind. The Kingdom of Earth has been in constant civil strife since the Changlu family conquered the country, and has no time to east. Come out, until this year's autumn harvest, there will be no more war in the west. Next, you have to maintain your prestige, win over Sakahara and the others, and fight against the Kingdom of Thunder with all your strength."

The more her mother spoke, the more excited she became: "That wild boy who came out of nowhere can no longer threaten you! It's useless no matter how loud the plans of Chongmingyuan are!"

I whispered: "Actually, grandma--" she was also protecting me in her own way.

"Shut up!" The mother was furious, her pale face quickly flushed, her light eyebrows raised high, and she tore her own clothes hard: "You still say good things about her! Don't forget your brother - your third brother still doesn't know Where are you starving and freezing! You can’t see people alive, you can’t see dead bodies! If it weren’t for her! Why would you be like this! Why would I be like this!”

I couldn't refute, I could only look at the stranger I was most familiar with in front of me silently.She was always like this. When she was calm, she was as rational as a snake stalking its prey. But once she crossed that thin safe zone, she immediately turned into a violent lioness, covered with a self-destructive resentment, devouring others. Also devour themselves.

I took her hands and pressed them firmly back onto the warming bowl, kneeling in front of her and raising my head.She slowly calmed down her violent breathing, turned her head and stared out the window, not wanting to look at me anymore.

The sun shone on her chest, piercing her excessively pale skin. She hid her face in the shadows, her mouth was pressed as usual, and her bloodless lower lip trembled slightly, and was bitten tightly by her teeth.

A tear fell quietly.

My breath hitches.

Maybe I was too arrogant and held others to the standard of "perfection", but never thought about the pain she suffered.Her brother died on the battlefield before the decisive battle. The Uesugi clan had no heirs and could only be inherited by the branch family, so she lost her natal family. Although my father only had children with her, he did not lack concubines and lovers. Moreover, She also died early in her early forties, so she lost her husband; two of my three brothers died in mysterious circumstances, and one escaped into Buddhism and disappeared, so she lost all her sons; in this long and In a difficult life, she followed her father around the world, and her excessive emotions destroyed her body, so she lost her health.

All she had left was me.

"Brother, he must be a master in some ancient temple. He will definitely come back to see us in the future." I buried my head in her knees, as if this could cover up the lie.

She said nothing.Until I bowed and left, she was still sitting there stubbornly like a statue, looking at the snow-covered pine trees in the dry landscape.

When I pushed open the courtyard door and walked out, Rongzhenyuan followed me slowly.

"What was the specific situation on the day my mother was attacked?" I asked.

Rong Zhenyuan apologized first: "I'm extremely sorry. If I could have found out in advance that day..."

"It doesn't have to be like this. No one is asking you to take responsibility for this." I stood still and said to her as sincerely as possible, "You are also a victim. Are you scared? It doesn't matter. The person who deserves to be punished has already been executed."

Rong Zhenyuan avoided my eyes, but I was shorter than her, so I could just see her bright eyes under her lowered eyelashes.We faced each other for a while, and she started to narrate in a low voice when my cheeks turned red.

It snowed so heavily that day that when standing by the window, I could barely see the courtyard door. The wind blew so fast that it made a whining sound. It was said that a piece of the roof of a house was blown off.

The servants in the mountain city were all arranged to clear the snow. Rong Zhenyuan accompanied her mother to study in the palace until after feeding, she left the main hall and went to the kitchen in the back hall to boil medicine for her mother.

When she returned to the main hall, she found that the window had been propped up at some point.She felt very strange because her mother had always been afraid of the cold, not to mention it was snowing heavily now.She leaned down and looked into the room through the gap, and found that her mother was shouting something to a stranger. Then she drew her sword and rushed forward with the short knife.

She was confused for a moment, and when she came to her senses, she had already picked up the naginata that her mother had hidden under the steps, and forced the man into the corner with her mother.Then she took charge of the watch while the mother went and called the maid.

After Eizenin finished speaking, he smiled shyly: "Fortunately, my father let me choose to learn the naginata. If I had chosen bows and arrows, I would have no idea what to do."

I looked at her in shock.She still has the same soft and watery appearance, with slender eyebrows, and her body is not much older than my child.

Yes, she has not always been Rong Zhenyuan. Perhaps before wearing this headscarf, she was once a girl who could laugh, be playful and act coquettishly, someone who cherished her dearly.

She mentioned her name to me before, how could I forget it?

"Thank you, Snow." You are actually so brave.

She opened her eyes wide in surprise, and soon the corners of her eyebrows were filled with tenderness: "This is what I should do."

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