Naruto: The Strongest Kakashi

Kakashi talked with Yufengchang once, and finally let Yufeng keep the matter secret.

Yufeng also knew the strong relationship, so he agreed.

Withdrawing from the world of illusion, Kakashi left.

Yu Feng left a look of contemplation.

What happened today made the young Yufeng suddenly know too many things that he shouldn't know.

He suddenly felt that he seemed to change his way of life.

More than ten years, not only for myself, but also for the illusory future.

"It really makes people feel heavy." Yufeng whispered.

At this moment, Xiaoyun, who was sleeping on the side, moved his finger and woke up immediately.

"Huh? Xiaoyun, are you awake?" Yufeng said with some surprise.

Xiaoyun touched his dizzy head and said, "Yufeng? Where is this? Are we dead?"

"Of course not, we succeeded! That Yanyin Shangren is dead!" Yufeng said.

"Really? That's great!" Xiaoyun said excitedly, but then dimmed again.

"Unfortunately, Midori Maru can't be seen anymore."

Yufeng felt heavier again when he heard this. Yeah, Luwan died and never came back.

The lives that weren't taken by the war are so easily confessed here.

This may be the fate of the ninja, who never knows when and where he will die.

No one knows whether to die with those ties or leave naked.

Yufeng whispered: "Luwan, a hero, will always live in our hearts, and his name will always remain on the memorial monument."

"Yeah." Xiaoyun nodded.

Immediately, Xiaoyun looked at Sanbang on the side and said, "Yufeng, is Sanbang teacher okay?"

"It's okay, it's just taking off. It's fine to rest for a while. It's dark outside. We will rest here tonight. We will wait for the Sandan teacher to wake up and make plans.

"it is good."

The sky outside was dim, and a light rain slowly began to fall. Kakashi walked alone in the woods, the rain already drenching his hair.

"Just now there seemed to be someone in the dark looking at Uchiha Yukaze. He had a strong breath, but he didn't have much malice. Who would it be?" Kakashi muttered to himself, but couldn't think of an answer.

The man seemed to be passing by, and he didn't chase after Yufeng had left. It seemed like he had watched a good show, and then left with satisfaction.

"Could it be... Uchiha Madara?" Kakashi murmured.

This period makes Kakashi feel unpredictable, there are only a few people, and it seems that only Uchiha Madara can appear here.

The rest should all be shadows in their own villages, wandering around wherever they are free.

"If it's Madara, did he stare at Yufeng?" Kakashi frowned, feeling something bad in his heart.

Yufeng's talents are outstanding, but he belongs to the late bloomer type, which is somewhat similar to bringing soil.

In the end, there is not much difference in talent between father and son.

After all, in the world of Naruto, the power of blood is no joke.

Generally, the father is strong, and the son will not be weak.

Kakashi suddenly thought that perhaps it was not accidental that Ma Ma was staring at him with the soil, but the template of Yufeng.

"Could it be..."

Kakashi suddenly thought of something, but it was not very clear, but there was a vague thought in his mind.

"Let's put this matter aside for the time being, the energy of the dragon veins is still accumulating. Although the energy consumed this time is not much, it will take a while, then, what's next."

Kakashi stood in the rain, not knowing what he was thinking.

Soon after, Kakashi took out a handful of Flying Thunder God's kunai, looked at it, and smiled: "Perhaps we should go and see the situation over there."

Immediately, Kakashi disappeared in place.

For more than ten years, the situation in the Ninja world has been constantly changing, and the accumulation of contradictions has become more and more prominent. World War II will inevitably happen again.

Those who were a little boy at that time have now become uncle-level figures.

This year, Konoha was thirty-five years old, Uchiha Yukaze was thirty-two years old, and Sakumo Hagi was thirty years old.

On the battlefield, Yufeng couldn't help but recall the time of the past ten years.

As the young man who claimed to be Shuo Mao's son said that day, his child was born and was sent by ghosts and gods and named him Dai Tu.

As that person said, Shumao had a child and was named Kakashi.

Yufeng knows everything, that what the man said is true.

The so-called future also exists.

So, this year, is it your own time?

At this moment, Yu Feng has never been calmer than ever.

death? Terrible?

If it was a seventeen-year-old Yufeng, he would say that it was terrible, but for Yufeng, who is now thirty-two years old.

Death is not terrible, because he knows that there is something more terrifying than death in this world.

In the tent, Yu Feng sat quietly, and suddenly, a middle-aged man with silver hair came in.

Yufeng smiled and said, "Suo Mao, why are you here?"

"The front line is tight, Hokage-sama asked us to join hands to support." Shuomao directly stated his purpose without any sloppiness.

The smile on Yu Feng's face gradually diminished, and there was a feeling in his heart that something called death was calling him.

Nodding solemnly, Yu Feng said: "I understand, let's go."

"Ok."

The woods behind them constantly shuttled past, and the two set off and rushed to the front line.

The two had just won a war before, and at this time they rushed to another battle site again.

This place is called Yuren Village.

The three nations of wind, soil, and fire set the battlefield in the country of rain, so as to avoid the impact of war in their own countries.

As for the destruction of the country of rain?

In the eyes of major powers, where would care about these?

War, where are the undead.

As long as it is not your own people who die, what does it matter if more people die in other countries?

"Yufeng, it seems that your state is a bit wrong, what's the matter?" Shuomao said suddenly.

"It's okay, just a feeling." Yufeng whispered.

"How does it feel?" Shuomao asked curiously.

Yufeng shook his head and said, "Suo Mao, if I die, please help me take care of the soil."

Shumao frowned and said, "Yufeng, with your ability, wherever it is so easy to die, unless you encounter the combined attack of Tuying and Fengying. But you forgot, and I am here, how could you be left alone? Face such a terrible opponent. Don't worry."

Yu Fengchang sighed and said, "I hope so."

As Yufeng said, he touched his eyes and said in secret: "I already have these eyes, and I should be able to change my destiny..."

Looking up, Yurencun was already in front of him.