Swing the knife from the leaves

There was a dark cloud in the distant sky, with lightning and thunder in it.

Han Feng was suspended in the air, looking at the darkness that would not go away.

Han Feng's current location is at the entrance to the Kingdom of Rain.

Turning around, I saw a clear sky on the other side of the country.

"Isn't this the tragedy of this country?"

Han Feng's face was expressionless, but his tone was a little sad, as if he was missing something.

Uchiha Madara felt a little strange standing on his shoulder.

Why did this boy's chakra suddenly exude such a low mood?

"call--"

Han Feng let out a long breath, and a long white pillar appeared in his mouth and nose.

A breath of gloomy breath was exhaled by Han Feng, but it was wrapped in the direction of dark clouds by the monsoon blowing from the southeast.

Looking at this scene, Han Feng's expression changed a little, and he said with some sigh:

"Tianshi is not here!"

Above the vast sky, Han Feng was floating alone.

On either side of him were completely different climates, and he himself stood on the dividing line.

Closing his eyes, Han Feng felt the wind blowing with his body.

This strong wind blew from the southeast coast of the Country of Fire, carrying endless water vapor towards the northwest world.

The cold maple slowly rose upwards, and the wind gradually became fierce.

There was also bitter salt in the wind, as if it was the sea.

Gradually there were water droplets on Han Feng's body, and the water vapor in the wind condensed on Han Feng's body.

It's like that dark cloud that never dissipates is floating over that country.

The higher you go up, the more water vapor is carried by the wind.

In less than a minute, Han Feng was soaked all over.

But Han Feng couldn't feel the chill, not at all.

"Yeah, how can a body like mine feel the long agony of this country."

With a chuckle, self-deprecating words came out of Han Feng's mouth.

A pair of bright eyes reflected everything in front of him, and his extraordinary eyes seemed to see into the depths of dark clouds.

Han Feng looked at the dark clouds that were starting to form in front of him, and a feeling of joy suddenly appeared in his heart.

Looking through the depths of the dark clouds, there was still darkness.

But Han Feng's face showed a smile.

He knew that on the other side of the dark clouds in front of him, in the northwest of the Kingdom of Rain, there was a towering mountain range.

They block the monsoon wind from blowing farther away and the water vapor it brings.

In this country, a dark cloud forms over everything.

The rain keeps falling, so that this country can only be named after rain.

And this harmed more than just the country in front of him. The monsoon that originally brought rainfall to the countries on both sides in a diffuse state was blocked by the mountains.

The northeastern region of the Kingdom of Wind has turned into a desert, which should have been an oasis.

The southwestern region of Earth Country is all rocky, and there should be fertile fields there.

Of course, more dark clouds will float on the top of the mountains to the two small countries in the northwest.

This might be the last bit of mercy.

"Ah"

Han Feng laughed, laughing at his own thought.

What mercy, three countries are blocked by a mountain range from future survival.

What kind of kindness is it when the vitality of millions of people is blocked by terrain.

"Hey, boy, do you want to clear that dark cloud?"

On his shoulder, Madara showed an inexplicable expression.

Han Feng suppressed his smile and said to Madara:

"Not only do I want to clear away this dark cloud, I want this country to be in good weather."

Madara looked at the dark clouds in front of him and said with some nostalgia:

"Boy, don't waste your efforts. I've been to this country before."

"When Hashirama and I were both in Konoha, we received a commission. The client was a daimyo from the Land of Rain. He wanted to use me or Hashirama to clear up a dark cloud for him, because that day was his. birthday celebration.

"On that day, Hashirama and I were both in the Daming City of the Land of Rain. There were people from the whole city there, as well as people who came from remote places in the Land of Rain. 10 people were in that small city. Everyone is crowded, waiting for Hashirama and me to disperse the dark clouds."

"Hashirama used Wood Release to lift me several hundred meters into the air. It was the first time that he had no objection to me controlling the Nine-Tails. He even felt that the Nine-Tails' chakra was not enough, and he was afraid that the dark clouds would not disperse. thorough."

"In the end we succeeded. Hashirama was there cheering like a child. The sun was shining all over the sky. Standing on the people of the whole city, I also heard the shouts of 10 people. They cried bitterly."

When he said this, the corners of Madara's mouth curled up. This was one of the few things he and Hashirama were happy about.

"But one day later, the dark clouds gathered and the sunshine was over."

Madara continued to speak, but Han Feng felt a trace of pain in his heart.

"Hashirama looked at me pleadingly, just like before. In the end, I didn't refuse. After the two of us were dozens of kilometers away from that city, we began to use our full strength."

"My Susana was attached to Hashirama's wooden style, and the fox was attached to it. The combined blow of Hashirama and I exploded at an altitude of one kilometer, scattering the dark clouds covering a hundred kilometers in radius. , then Hashirama and I continued to work together, and all the dark clouds above the country were dispersed, and the sun shone on the land."

"But Hashirama and I overestimated ourselves."

Madara's eyes flashed with sadness and he stopped talking.

Madara didn't talk about what happened next, and Han Feng didn't ask any further questions.

Han Feng stood high in the sky, feeling the loneliness and the heart of the black hand next to him.

Madara closed his eyes and mentally recalled the scene back then.

That day, dark clouds continued to cover the country, but he and Hashirama ran out of chakra. They fell to the ground, and Hashirama's tears flowed along with the heavy rain.

Madara's own eyes also shone with sadness.

For two months, the dark clouds continued to disperse and gather again. Finally, Madara knocked Hashirama unconscious and carried him back to Konoha.

Interrupted this guy's idea of ​​saving the country.

"Does senior know the reason?"

At this time, Han Feng's words came, causing Madara, who had his eyes closed tightly, to open them.

"How can it change the fate of this country just by dispelling the dark clouds on the surface?"

Han Feng's eyes sparkled with an inexplicable look. Knowing the reason behind it, he had the direction to break all this.

Han Feng's words aroused Madara's curiosity, and he looked at the passionate face on the left, with the same expression as Hashirama back then.

Madara turned his head, feeling a little complicated, but still said:

"Boy, do it before you say this!"

"Yes, only when you do it can you speak loudly."

In response to Madara's words, Han Feng turned around, gathered chakra with both hands, and an invisible wall began to take shape in his hands.

After blocking the wall in front of Ji Feng, Han Feng nodded with satisfaction, and then waved the small wall away.

Turning around again, looking at the dark clouds in front of him, Han Feng plunged into it.

Lightning and thunder filled Han Feng's surroundings, but he had no fear.

At his level of strength, there is no threat from the power of nature. Even meteorites from outside the sky can wipe out the surface of the earth, so there is no need for a head-on confrontation.

While flying, Han Feng spread sword energy.

It flew irregularly, but its tracks began to cover the entire country.

Finally, five hours later, Han Feng took a fairy bean and his strength returned again.

After wiping his sweat, Han Feng felt the sword energy that filled the entire country and said happily:

"Finally finished."

After spending three fairy beans, and his chakra had not yet advanced, he finally completed this arrangement.

"Hey, kid, you should know that this method won't work."

At this time, Madara crossed his arms and said to Han Feng.

"Yes, Madara-senpai, this method can only allow the Rain Country to have sunshine for a few days."

Such monsoons with abundant rain will soon form dark clouds over this area again.

But Han Feng smiled slightly and said:

"But shouldn't the first thing be to give them hope?"

"After all, my solution may take several years or even more than ten years based on my current strength."

Han Feng turned his head and narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the towering mountains in the distance.

That mountain range was very similar to the roof of the world in his previous life.

Although the height is much different.

But it is enough to block the monsoon wind that wants to go northwest.

"Hmph, boy, I hope your method works."

Madara's voice continued to sound, bringing Han Feng back to his senses as he recalled his past life.

"Just keep an eye on it, senior."

"But now, I have to solve the war."

Han Feng turned around, looked at the area disappearing on the horizon, and said with a cold expression.