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"Three generations of adults!"

Namakaze opened his eyes wide in disbelief, Hiruzaru Sarutobi sat there, although he still had the majesty of Hokage, but there was an unconcealable, shallow tiredness in those eyes.

The blond young man couldn't help but took two quick steps, and put his hands on the table, "Master Sandai, this matter... Does Mr. Orochimaru know about this matter?"

The old man was silent for a while, he didn't speak, but his expression showed a faint sigh.He nodded slightly, but saw that the young man on the opposite side did not have a happy expression.

He lowered his head and clenched his fists, "It shouldn't be like this at all... Don't you know the third generation, everyone thinks that the person who can take over this position should be him!"

"Why, the person who succeeded you as the Fourth Hokage, wasn't him? Mr. Orochimaru, he should be more qualified than anyone else...Third Generations, please tell me the reason!"

"A reason?"

The Third Hokage didn't look into his eyes, he turned his head, and his gaze stayed on the small piece of green branch outside the window, although it was so fragile that it trembled in the breeze, it was such a shallow but fresh life.

"Three generations of adults..."

Everyone looked at the old man's old face in shock, and the two lines of turbid tears slowly flowing out of his eyes, but the feeling of uneasiness in their hearts was getting heavier and heavier.

Among Konoha, the most famous ninja is the "Three Ninjas", and Jiraiya is also born to escape and doesn't like to be restrained, but Tsunade has changed into a blood phobia because he witnessed the death of his loved one. .Although Orochimaru has a cold personality, he is strong and persevering, and bears the name of a genius. He has always been the best candidate for the fourth generation of Hokage in people's eyes.

But, why...why did the three generations of adults tell him that they hoped that he would succeed Hokage?

Everyone looked at the sad eyes of the old man in front of him bit by bit, but he couldn't help but think of a night when he woke up in the middle of the night when he was a child, but saw an indifferent figure who seemed to be disappearing. .

The black-haired man just looked up at the moonlight, but his golden eyes were full of sarcasm. He was obviously a mortal standing on the ground, but it gave the impression that he had traveled through endless time... He, It is looking down on the world, even dismissing its own existence.

So, even though the scene was extremely beautiful, all the child could feel was the word "fear".Such a teacher Orochimaru, just looking at it, seems to be able to make people feel endless chills from the bottom of their hearts.And that person's own despair was buried deeply in such a chill, corrupting alone.

So, he doesn't like it.

"Everyone..."

The voice of the Third Hokage was weak and hoarse, but each word was like a bright red iron, firmly engraved on his heart, they were repeated in his mind, bumping tirelessly, and then he heard the most mournful in his heart moans!

Everyone staggered back a step, feeling that the flamboyant colors were swaying gorgeous light and shadow in front of his eyes, but they all withered into extreme black and white in an instant.The world in front of him shattered into pieces of irregular shapes in an instant, weird and absurd.

However, the voice still penetrated into his ears, "Oshemaru, I'm afraid he won't live for another year."

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The heavy rain beat on the glass windows, making a fierce "cracking" sound.

Orochimaru gently stroked the soft fur of Nine Tails, quietly looking out the window.His eyes seemed to have passed through layers of rain curtains and reached a place that no one knew.

Kyuubi wisely didn't say much, but quietly leaned aside - there is nothing more stupid than this to piss off this man at a time like this.

However, a sudden knock on the door broke the tranquility.

Orochimaru sat motionless, not intending to pay attention to it at all, while Kyuubi was gloating in his heart, which unlucky guy chose to disturb him at this time.

The knock on the door became more and more urgent, and then there was a sudden silence.

However, everyone in the house knew that the person outside the door did not leave.

Drenched all over, the distraught Bo Fengju stood there, but suddenly smiled faintly.

Orochimaru-sensei, you know it's me, but you can't even meet him?

He stood there for a while, but his thoughts gradually cleared up. The feeling of confusion at first gradually disappeared, but turned into something deeper, slowly settling in the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't help reaching out to touch the slight mottled marks on the door panel in front of him, thinking in his heart, if he was Teacher Dashemaru, he would definitely not see him.

He would come here so recklessly, entirely out of obsession, but he didn't think that even if he saw Teacher Dashemaru, what should he do? He just feels ridiculous now.If Mr. Oshemaru has only one year left in his life, then all his previous struggles and decisions, and self-righteous distance, are nothing but a despicable comedy.

Exhausting all the desires in his heart now, he just wants to guard him and watch him until the end of this world.

But this is nothing more than his despicable and selfish wish, and he can't change anything, it will only make everything gradually get out of control as it gets closer and closer to the end.

So Mr. Orochimaru will not see him.

It was he who cut off the bond between the two with his own hands, but at that time he didn't understand, what else is more important than this person?

If time could come back again, he would definitely cling to him and bother him, never taking a step away, and then justifiably stay by his side at this time.Everyone in the wind was thinking infatuatedly, how could someone as proud as him let others see the slightest bit of embarrassment in him?Just like now, he will never allow anyone to look at him with such sad and regretful eyes...

Such feelings are useless and weak things, and should not even appear on a ninja.

Feng Fengjie smiled slightly, and he turned around quietly, but felt something cool pouring out of his eyes and sliding down onto his cheeks. ——This time, he still chose to stay away.

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Hokage's succession ceremony has always been grand and solemn, and Konoha, as the most powerful Ninja Village, is especially particular about power and influence at this point.Not only the subordinate small countries, but also the high-level leaders of the five major countries arrived, and even the daimyo sent people to send congratulatory gifts.

It's just surprising that the successor to Hokage is not the most popular Sannin Orochimaru, but the much younger Golden Flash.Although surprised in their hearts, everyone's expressions were calm and gentle, sincerely happy for Konoha.

Some thoughtful people even wondered if Konoha made such a decision, wouldn't he be afraid of causing scandals such as "teacher and apprentice turning against each other"?Or is there something unique about this rambunctious person that they don't know about?In any case, even though this Hokage is a rare genius, he is still too young after all. Compared with Orochimaru, who is deep and deep, they are naturally willing to deal with the new Hokage... Konoha is such a huge village, I am afraid...

Is that old man of the Third Hokage really confused?

No matter how they judged in their hearts, these people raised their smiling faces and greeted them cautiously.They stood under the stage, looking at the two people on the stage with mysterious eyes.

The Third Hokage smiled, but his old demeanor was unstoppably revealed.He looked at the outstanding young man in front of him with loving eyes and sighed.

Such a burden should not have been entrusted to this child.

But Sandai's movements did not stop, he took off the Hokage hat from his head, and slowly and solemnly put it on the head of the young man who was bending deeply to him.The blond hair flows down, looking younger and more lively under the long-distance white Hokage.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi nodded slightly, and said softly. "Everyone, stand up straight."

"Good boy, from now on you just need to remember one thing: As the Fourth Hokage, you can no longer bow to anyone for anything. Everyone, this is your responsibility until the end of your life!"

Feng Fengjieren's body trembled slightly, then he raised his head and looked around subconsciously.The man with black hair and golden eyes stood in the crowd, looking at him indifferently, neither sad nor happy.

His expression froze slightly, but he finally returned to calm.

"Yes, three generations of adults."