[Naruto] What I don't know

Part142

In terms of candidates, the results of the discussions between Zhuanju and others were not much different from what was planned by Rope.

The five people will go to the Daming Mansion in the capital together with the same rope.

After confirming the assembly, the chakra was correct, and a chain was thrown out from the rope. There were six hook jades on the chain. The nearest Shimura Shihe subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the chain. He looked at the rope for no reason.

"What is this for?"

"Each person holds a hook jade."

Heng Yue stepped forward, stretched it, and distributed it to other team members, and he was the last one, wrapping it in the palm of his hand.

Turning to bed crimson raised doubts,

"Didn't you say that you should keep moving forward?"

"It takes a day and a half for Ninja to march fast, but it only takes 15 seconds to fly to Raijin." Without touching the cigarette pouch, Rope sighed silently, "At the moment when the guardians of Ninja Twelve suffered serious losses, the safety of the daimyo naturally comes first. I believe that the stationed officials will have no objection to this, right?"

The officials who came to see him off nodded in satisfaction.

The rope is facing her, but he has no choice but to spread his hands.

Having said that, this is the most convenient way.

As for the reason?

When the daimyo said there is no hurry, is it really no hurry?

Get lost, that's just talking.

Just like the reasons she usually talks about, few of them are true, but...

It seems that there are not many people who are serious?

Also strange.

Think about it, and the rope left it behind.

"Please hurry up, hurry up!"

Think about the spare body that was taken out of the unknown liquid under the operation of Orochimaru, the heart of the rope seems to be roasted on the fire, who knows what Orochimaru will do, if he doesn’t pay attention, She played too much... She might have to use the method of pulling back Uchiha back then.

Sleeping crimson wrapped her hands, and before she could open her mouth, the rope had already launched Flying Thunder God. The scene in front of her eyes changed suddenly, and the strong sense of weightlessness and contrast that hit her for a moment made her almost unable to stand still.

"This is..."

Sarutobi Shinnosuke looked at the rope in surprise.

Even though he was the Second Hokage back then, he had never seen Flying Raijin like this before, crossing such a long distance in an instant...the preparation time for the technique...

"New Flying Thunder God."

The rope, who was too lazy to name it and didn't think it was necessary to name it, retracted the delicate chain, wrapped it around his hand, barely put it away, took out the greeting card, and beat the small drum at the gate of the Daming Mansion.

The doorman who had been waiting for these days appeared very quickly, took the greeting card, and notified the ceremony officer and others to prepare for the interview.

A group of people waited at the door for nearly 5 minutes before the ceremony officer came.

Following the guidance of the ceremony officer, enter from the side door.

Men and women are separated and walk different paths. After washing and tidying, they are led to the same side hall, where they sit upright and wait for the arrival of the daimyo.

Still dressed in a light gray and white tea kimono, dressed in beige feather weaving and emerald jade hairpin, the rope eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart, sitting in the seat, silent, just waiting quietly.

The daimyo came late with the assessment officials, got up on ropes, and saluted.

The candidate got up and stood to one side, silent.

This is a warning from Sarutobi and the others before they leave.

Five or six assessment officials have not been quiet since entering the hall.

"It looks okay..."

"Is that Sarutobi?"

"Sleeping change? Shimura? I'm afraid it's not those people?"

"It seems to be directly related..."

"The excellence of the Uchiha clan is obvious to all. With the addition of two Uchiha elites for a while, the daimyo's safety..."

......

They muttered together for a long time, and then one of them came out and said that they would go to the field for assessment to see their overall strength.Those who practiced against them were members of the original reserve team.

Sarutobi and Turnan used to be one of them.

Speaking of it, it is not unfamiliar.

Sheng raised her eyes and glanced, seeing Heng Yue standing there quietly, she looked a little thinner, she couldn't bear to purse her lips, her long-standing habit made her want to go forward to comfort him, but reason told him Rope, he doesn't need such comfort, even if he needs it, it's not at this moment.

I had no choice but to lower my eyes and not look.

"Worried about him?"

Covering his mouth with a folding fan, the daimyo asked in a low voice.

"Of course it is."

No matter which teammate is present, her mood at this time is the same.

Knowing that they are powerful, but worrying about their injury is unavoidable.

Seriously.

"It's rare to see you be honest."

The daimyo chuckled.

"...Am I being frank?"

Rope asked uncomfortably.

"This should be changed to, when have you been frank?" The daimyo came over from nowhere, imitating his father holding a fan and covering his face, and leaned aside, "If it weren't for your teammate being Uchiha, Konoha might not be able to do so." The team that communicated with you well." They were all the same awkwardness, the same dishonesty.

Rope stared back angrily,

"There's no~"

If Uchiha is not frank, then...why can he admit in public that there is nothing wrong with 'liking her'?

Obviously frankly a bit too much.

"Okay~~ Let's watch their contest."

Daimyo Shizi thoughtfully changed the subject.

Rope nodded silently.

Watch the brought players play one by one, separate, form a team randomly, and practice with others. The result will determine the list of candidates for the Guardian Ninja Twelve this time.

If nothing else...

They should have changed.

"You today, where did your heart go?"

Daming squinted his eyes, teasing maliciously.

Rope looked around and whispered back,

"Granduncle..."

"Not yet?"

Daming was a little surprised.

"No, it's been a long time after all, I'm worried, I won't be here..." Whispered with the daimyo, the worry couldn't be concealed on Rope's face, "I'm afraid someone will attack."

Knowing his name, he turned his head to see the glued battle situation off the court, and it was hard to let go of the rope to leave, "Wait a little longer, don't worry, he will be fine..." A comforting voice came to my heart, somewhat calming my anxiety .

Rope nodded silently.

Looking at the morning when the selection started, it gradually moved down to the time when it was getting dark, and the anxiety did not decrease but increased. Counting the time, Rope can only pray now, and one of the two sides will be able to do it, even if she comes back later. Yes, as long as...as long as this trip is safe and smooth, Hengyue is fine, Daiming is fine...

That's all fine.

It was dark and the review was over.

The audit officials seemed to be very satisfied. After talking with each other, they gave a satisfactory score and evaluation. After passing the audit officer's statistical evaluation, they handed it over to the daimyo.

Daming Xuan accompanied the attendant to fetch the seal.

After reading it again and again, it was sealed.

In triplicate, two copies are put in the file, and one copy is returned by the rope.

The five people who passed the assessment were taken down by the maid to wash up and attend the banquet tonight.

From today onwards, they are members of the Guardian Ninja Twelve.

Although I brought other people, but this way...

Can Heng Yue be kept?

Sheng's heart is dull, there are many things that are difficult to talk about, some things in the village will always be disturbed, some people should be suppressed, so as not to know who they are.

"What else do you think?"

Watching his father leave, the daimyo son turned his head and asked.

He hadn't seen such an expression from his friend for a long time, and he didn't know what happened in Muye Village?

"Some people, maybe it's time for me to suppress them."

"Otherwise, do you want to keep it in the way?"

"...I wanted to stay."

"Because of Uchiha?"

Daming Shizi asked back.

Rope defaults.

I originally wanted to give my teammates some weight on the basis of repaying the cause and effect, and balance the relationship in the village, but I forgot that people's greed is not satisfied. With the previous sweetness, I forgot the past suppression. It's not a strange thing... For the sake of Hengyue, Fuyue and Miqin, she had to think about it.

"I'm surprised, Uchiha is not someone like you, why do you care so much about his feelings?" Seeing his friend looking depressed and bored, the daimyo conceded angrily, "Regardless of whether you like it or not, the relationship between teammates can make you feel better." Are you bound and forced into such a situation step by step?"

The rope didn't make a sound, and stood with the same person. It took a long time to see the bustle and bustle of the hall on the other side, and he fumbled for the cigarette bag in boredom. It didn't feel so good to feel empty.

"...Is there any smoke?"

"I'll take you to fetch it," said the daimyo son helplessly. After yelling, he also understood what Sheng was worried about, but he couldn't apologize. He went to Zhenbao Pavilion with his friend, "Here, there are still a few boxes of good shredded tobacco, you should take them with you this time too, so that your mother won't always talk about your father's bad conduct, and if you don't have any, just quit, so as not to cause harm to your health. Bad."

Thinking about the unknowingly entertaining daimyo, Rope glanced outside, "Don't you need to report this matter? Just take it, wouldn't it be too good, won't daimyo tell you?"

"Don't worry, with your mother on your side, your father doesn't dare to say anything." The daimyo shizi waved his hand nonchalantly, picked it up and stuffed it in the rope. For the cigarette device, put it in a brocade bag for the rope, and let the rope put it away, "Let's go, eat something before going back."

The rope being pulled away was speechless.

Looking back, I can only say that's it.

Your brat, you take care of it~

Hope the daimyo can hold on.

The author has something to say:

The writing arrangement of these chapters is a bit trivial, not very good, please forgive me, I will catch bugs later and fix it a little bit, after all, there are still some shortcomings in the mobile phone editing.

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