Hokage Izumi Nana, don't run!

What kind of color is it? It is different from the enthusiasm and vitality of the Uzumaki clan's hair color, and it is also different from the mysterious beauty of the Uchiha clan's Sharingan. There is violence, bloodthirsty, and ominousness that are not belonging to humans.

When Mizurama opened her eyes again, she felt heavy all over. She was standing in the middle of the swamp. The person facing her from a distance had dark hair and red eyes, and was dressed in black and carrying a sword. When she was clear and bright a few times, that familiar face made Mizurama's eyes widen. :"you……"

"Awake? Me? I am you!"

"you are not!"

"Heh," the man started, but when he stepped into the swamp, he felt as if he was walking on flat ground, "Whether it's Ah Shui or Qian Shu Shuijian, you won't forget it, you are the sword idiot."

"Even though Thousand Hands does not kill in the water, there are countless dead souls under the sword of Jian Chi. You enjoy the honor of the world, but I am here to listen to the wails and screams every day. Do you think this is unfair?"

Mizama was stunned, and her lips trembled: "Are you my...inner demon?"

"Oh, every monk calls us that, but we coexist, we are one, and I help you bear the dark side."

"I am you."

"no!"

"Don't deny it in a hurry. Don't you want to know what kind of life the other you is living?"

"Take a look, my sword madman, take a look, take a look at every life that dies under your sword, how they are cursing you; take a look at what you fear, take a look at what you fear most That future.”

"Do not……"

"Come on, cultivate your mind, how can you resist yourself? Take a look..."

"Leave this body to me..."

Redness flashed before his eyes, and the black swamp began to bubble up, like a pot of boiling stinky mud, rising up Shuijian's calf.

Shuijian saw that the world was in ruins and monsters were raging. The old man held Jishi in his hand and turned around to tell her to run away. However, he was stripped of all his cultivation by the monsters and was shattered to pieces.

The scene turned, and several little monsters were carrying Xiao Hei. As a spiritual beast, it was whimpering and struggling desperately. She wanted to take action, but was trapped in place, watching helplessly as Xiao Hei was brutally eaten.

The country that was prosperous in the previous life is now in devastation, and there is no longer any revival of the aura of the Cultivation Continent.

No, that's not the case...

Shuijian's heart tightened, and the violent ups and downs made her breath broken. She felt a splitting headache, but her hair was pulled up by an invisible force, and she was forced to watch the next scene after scene.

The battle between Senju and Uchiha.

Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama ignored their past friendship and sent each other's swords into each other's chests, breaking each other's hearts at the same time.

Her stern but caring second brother was besieged by dozens of people from different ninja clans, and eventually his chakra was depleted, and even his body became the other's bragging rights.

There was also the sister-in-law, Maki, Anri, Eichi, Sister Mooka, Brother Tae, and even Aunt Noriko, all of whom died tragically.

Mizama no longer had the strength to support her. She opened her mouth to try to get some oxygen, but her eyes blurred by tears in the next second tore apart her last sanity.

The young man who was impatient with her but upright, the young man who was proud but patiently explained to her, the young man who could wear a navy blue robe and look like a young man in troubled times, was humiliated and trampled on before her eyes. His eyes were dug out and he was used as a test subject.

Shuijian, go quickly...

Everyone, without exception, whether they tried to seek help from her or fought for her with their lives, was cruelly deprived of life before her eyes, and none of them was even intact.

No...that's not the case...

no, do not want……

Sword crazy! Give me back my life!

Sword crazy! This is the price!

Sword crazy! You can't save anyone, you are powerless!

The wails, curses, and roars from her past life all rang in her ears, tearing at her nerves.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The black swamp rolled excitedly, swallowing the figure of the girl in white little by little. The girl in black smiled happily: "Then, we can change positions."

The dull red eyes burst out with their own radiance.

"boom--"

The sword was unsheathed, cold light appeared, and the barrier developed by the entire Hagoromo clan was like a piece of tofu being chopped into pieces by her sword.

With the mist dispersed by the huge momentum, Izuna was pushed far to the side, her body was not stable but the hair on her body was standing upside down.

The murderous aura is billowing, the killing intention is boundless, and the sky and the earth are pale. It was mixed with the resentment that had not seen the light of day for many years and the extreme excitement of finally being liberated, which gradually filled everyone's eyes.

Quan Nai looked at the figure wrapped in black energy in disbelief.

Didn't Senju Mizama never kill anyone? How could she have such murderous intent?

The moment the barrier was broken, the mist quickly dissipated. Almost at the same time, before the Uchiha tribe could break free from the illusion, several Hagoromo tribesmen rose up to attack. Izuna's eyes flashed, and she turned around to face Hagoromo without thinking too much. The kunai of the tribe.

The remaining people in Hagoromo were shocked by the killing intent at the same time. With Takuo Hagoromo's order, everyone formed a circle and surrounded Mizama.

Hagoromo Takuo frowned and stared at that figure. how? Another variable? Senju Mizama, she ended up...breaking the barrier with one sword...

Shuijian, who was heavily surrounded, slowly raised his head. People who had killed thousands of years of monsters had a murderous aura that was no less brutal than a thousand-handed monster. Perhaps because of this, no one dared to act rashly.

The girl slowly raised her head. There seemed to be a trace of childlike curiosity in her red eyes. Then it became foggy and seemed like she couldn't find the focus. Her little white head with a high ponytail slowly tilted to the side, and she said crisply " "Click!" The sound caused by the friction of bones was particularly harsh at this moment. Some people swallowed their saliva unconsciously and took a step back.

Mizama seemed to be completely unconscious. He continued to straighten his position and slowly fell to the other shoulder. There was another crisp "click" sound.

In this waiting for the unknown torture, someone finally couldn't suppress the fear in his heart and took the lead in shouting and throwing a kunai at Mizama. I don't know if it was because he was too afraid, but the strength and throwing route of the kunai were deviated. The general only brushed against Mizuma's arm, cutting the plain robe and leaving a bloody mark.

Minato's head was tilted to one side without raising his head, and his eyes were drooped. When he touched the blood stain, his eyes trembled as if he suddenly woke up, his pupils shrank to a small point, and black energy rushed through his body.

She tilted her head and looked up. When she found the owner of the kunai, she suddenly focused. Her eyes widened as if a bird of prey had located its prey, showing a feverish excitement.

She grinned a strange smile and said, "I found it..."

As soon as the words fell, everyone felt a gust of wind pass by. The Yuyi clan member faced the dilated red eyes and let out a scream before he was cut into two halves.

Blood splattered everywhere, staining the clothes of the narrator red. Before the man could react, he stared blankly at the instigator who raised his head, stretched out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, and the steaming human blood was dripping on his pure white hair. The skin was extremely eye-catching, and coupled with the sinister red eyes at this moment, he seemed to see an evil ghost in hell. He was trembling, he was afraid, his body was not obeying his orders, and his instinct... wanted to run.

Because the next second, the evil ghost smiled at him.

The sword rose, the sword fell, and this time the screams resounded throughout the forest.

"...What are you doing standing still! Come on!"

I don't know who it was, and everyone in the feathers woke up from a dream. They transformed into hungry wolves and pounced on the girl in the middle.

At the same time, Izuna, who had settled her family members, breathed a sigh of relief, but was turned back by Hagoromo's roar. When she looked back, she only saw the submerged white figure.

That stupid guy Senju Minama...

He threw a soldier's food pill and chewed it into pieces. Just as he was about to get up, he saw blood splattered three feet and stumps flying everywhere.

Obviously he doesn't belong to that little white-haired guy.

He froze in place.

The kaleidoscope that had been used to fight enemies and dispel illusions for too long was aching, and the remaining chakra was pinching his nerves. Every time at this time, he missed the treatment of Senju Minama.

Is it called spiritual power?

He always clearly remembered that power fluctuation.

Therefore, he knew that the blood did not belong to her, but... I was afraid that this her was not the one he knew.

The Senju Mizama he knew had a sharp sword, a warm breath, and a sunny smile.

As for her, her sword aura was full of violence, her aura was bone-piercingly cold, and her smile, judging from the severed limbs alone, looked like a ghost.

But isn't she Senju Minama?

I'm afraid I can't say that, because the power fluctuation still makes him feel friendly.

So...he suddenly remembered her cautious words, "Do you believe in reincarnation?" "If I said that I have memories of past lives, would you believe it?"

Does he believe it? Of course he found it funny, since everyone was no longer a three-year-old kid still listening to bedtime stories.

But what now? Does he believe it? I'm afraid he can't help but not believe it.

Izuna suddenly understood that Senju Mizuma was so innocent that he could be stupid. How could she say such a thing without any knowledge, unless that was simply the truth.

So she doesn't have chakra, so she uses spiritual power instead; she doesn't know ninjutsu, so she uses swordsmanship instead; she can't speak until she's twelve years old, because this is simply not the world she's familiar with.

Being alone, she must be confused.

But she just trusted him so much, so much so that she even favored him, so much so that he even...

Quan Na took a breath and felt a little at a loss. His tribesmen were low on chakra and energy at the moment, and he wasn't much better, but... he looked at the massacre figure again.

No, not her, this is not her!

No matter what, Senju Minama, you stupid guy, get back here!

Izuna gritted her teeth, picked up her sword and rushed into the encirclement. Get rid of the estrangement between his family and the ninja code. When did it happen? She is not that annoying white hair!

When the Yuyi clan members on the periphery realized that they had been losing companions all the time, their eyes turned red and they stared at Quan Nai like a piece of fat.

"Uchiha Izumi..."

"...We can't let Jiro and the others die in vain!"

"At least one must stay!"

Izuna counterattacked with a sullen face. The charming young man was proficient in swordsmanship and ninjutsu, and he managed to fight his way through the heavy siege.

The closer he got to the center, the more frightened he became. The thick blood almost dyed the land dark red. He almost walked on the stumps. The frightening murderous aura in the center never stopped for a moment.

Izuna's heart was about to sink to the bottom. This kind of aura had nothing to do with Senju Mizama, no, even half, not even a little bit!

He maintained the kaleidoscope and searched for the red eyes in the middle, "Senju Mizama! Wake up!"

The grinning Minama was stunned for a moment when she faced the kaleidoscope. There was a trace of confusion and a trace of panic in her red eyes. She staggered suddenly, and her messy hair blocked her struggling expression.

"Senju Minama!"