【Naruto】Hyuga Neji’s Beautiful Life

Neji did not break his promise, so he pulled the panda-eyed siblings out of bed while it was still dark and threw them to Dr. Fujiwara, who was still dazed beside him.

"Hurry up, we're about to leave."

After spending these days together, Fujiwara almost understood Neji's grasp of time.

When you can grind, move to the next location.

To urge them to set off, they would most likely have to make an appointment to meet somewhere.

He tidied up the children neatly: nothing more than washing their faces with cold water, and then raising his eyebrows to urge the children to get dressed.

The two were reluctant to say goodbye yesterday, but spent a lot of time getting close to the masters. When they came back and on the morning of the next day, Neji didn't say much. He just told Fujiwara Yusuke to take good care of the child and not to feel dizzy. Lost.

The further you go, the more the Country of Grass looks like a country, as if the village on the edge of the national border escaped the protection of the Country of Grass early and died young.

Anyone with eyes can see that this is incorrect and wrong.

"Neji, where are we going?"

Why is it that the more we advance, the more people we see behind us! But fortunately, they don't look like ninjas, and they don't have the mark of Kawa no Kuni on their bodies.

"The Daming Mansion."

Was it just said so simply?

No matter how you look at them, they look like an illegal armed group, especially with so many grass ninjas following behind them!

"Sure enough, the origins of the masters are unusual!"

It was Fujiwara who should have spoken this time. Only then did he realize the origin of the rib.

Richa was mostly used by samurai to kill themselves. Ordinary samurai or more sophisticated ronin had two swords on their waists. One is a knife and the other is a rib difference.

This sword is short and fragile, making it difficult to cause damage to the enemy compared to the katana and tachi, but it is just right for seppuku.

"Apologise to seppuku..."

Retainers who are supposed to be loyal to the country, isn't this a way of being loyal to the country?

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and leave."

The implication of this is that there are people waiting in front of you, so don’t ask them to wait in a hurry.

The Daimyo's mansion in the Land of Grass and the border village are the difference between heaven and hell.

“What a luxury!”

Even Nunnally, who grew up in the daimyo mansion, couldn't help but sigh.

However, at a height of more than ten meters, the end point could not be seen from behind. Even the outermost walls are painted with gold powder mixed with paint. From top to bottom, everything is carved and painted, and even the growth direction of the grass buds in the courtyard is stipulated.

Looking to the left is a fountain, but what comes out is not water, but gasoline with a subtle smell. The entire table is made of diamonds, which are so carefully carved that people cannot open their eyes.

Look at the back garden near a hilltop, decorated with colorful flowers and golden colors. Even the leaves on the trees have been replaced with golden leaves.

Ningji raised his head, the daimyo here must be a nouveau riche who has no taste and thinks highly of himself.

Absorb the anointing of people and people and use it to supplement his extravagant life.

Just a little bit dripping from your fingers can provide a looming end to the suffering that surrounds this land.

The nouveau riche passed down from generation to generation...I don't know which generation it started from, but the genes really make people doubt it.

"who!"

The guard suddenly jumped out, pointing a spear at Ningji, but thinking that this was just a child, he pointed the spear at Fujiwara who looked like a guardian without leaving any trace.

These people were dressed neatly and neatly, and they did not look like unruly people from their own country. The Daimyo of the Land of Grass always welcomed wealthy travelers to visit and be guests. Of course, the premise was that they could not be followed by so many unruly people.

There are also envoys from the Kingdom of Fire coming today, so there can be no trouble...

"No further..." One step!

Before he could finish his words, Neji stepped forward and stabbed him to the core with a kunai.

One died, and another one popped up like bamboo shoots after a rain. It was so annoying. But this only adds to the worries.

Neji tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and his sleeves drew a semicircular arc in the air. His bandaged half body was exposed in front of everyone. The next second, the bandage automatically spread out and fell to his feet.

The bone whips seemed to have the ability to think independently. There were 24 bone whips in total. They penetrated from the spine of Neji's back and flexibly bypassed the intricate nerves between them.

"That's...a bone whip that is transformed from the spine!"

Fujiwara Yusuke has always been thick-skinned and has rarely been frightened by murderous intent. At this moment, his clenched fists were shaking uncontrollably.

So strong! Better than every time I encountered before!

The chakra on that bone whip far exceeds the bone spurs Neji usually uses... This does not refer to the hardness or sharpness, but the compatibility with the Byakugan.

The bone whip moves extremely fast, and the afterimages streaking through the air almost converge into a pure white surface, and under this hemisphere are more and more corpses.

The bone whip seemed to have eyes. Under Neji's control, it quickly locked onto the enemy dormant in the dark and pierced it with one breath.

It's like, the god of death has come to the world...

The crowd following behind didn't think so. Hinata Neji was here to open the way. For the first time, they entered a place that they usually couldn't reach. And if they took another step forward, they seemed to be able to pick the fruits of victory.

With Hyuga Neji, there will be no problems ahead!

It was just a piece of cake for him.

"Little Lord!!!!"

"Little Lord!!!"

The roaring rioters grabbed whatever weapons they had and rushed inside at a rapid pace. They were a sea of ​​people, stepping on the still warm corpses and dyeing the white guards new colors with their shoe prints.

"go to hell!!!"

"go to hell!!!"

......

They didn't care whether they would step on the bodies of their companions. They were just a mob. They just followed their psychological instincts and moved forward. They took this step and shouted out, and the rest would be considered later.

However, there is nothing wrong with this.

Neji lowered his head, and while dealing with the guards, he took advantage of the chaos to expose a few people with second thoughts.

There was something wrong with the way they died, and they didn't look like they were one of their own.

The dark sea of ​​​​people rushed past, at least tens of thousands of people, and the most important people inside were only a few dozen people.

The viscous liquid lingered from Neji's eyes and dripped on the ground, which completed the smallest artificial blood pool in the Daiming Mansion.

But within two or three seconds, it merged into the larger red in front.

"This is really..."

"A feast for the unruly people!"

Fujiwara Yusuke was very agile. He took the two children and Shiro Zetsu to a safe height before the incident got heated. He also cooperated with Shiro Zetsu, using one pair of hands to correspond to one pair of eyes, to hide the red scene tightly. Reality.

But screaming and wailing... listening to them is not harmful to the healthy growth of children.

Hyuga Neji had reason to suspect that Fujiwara Yusuke just wanted to leave some room for the twins' imagination to give the originally normal riot a color of massacre and terror.

What should I do if my child doesn’t like to have nightmares? Little Fujiwara’s mother’s class has started!

Fujiwara Yusuke saw that the progress was going smoothly and that none of the guards survived. He was about to duck down and explain something to Neji, but the mute button was pressed on the world.

No, to be more precise, he alone has the power to turn on the microphone.

"Guys, how about a little quieter time?"

The man wearing a Konoha ninja forehead protector and a bamboo-green kimono walked out of the room casually.

"Such noise makes my lord uneasy."