Naruto's heart throbbing

I noticed the subtle fluctuations in the space mezzanine, and I stepped into the mezzanine, and there were ripples under my feet.

"Here we come, Xiaorou." Ying took off his mask and looked at me with a smile.

"My name is Kurama Baiyun." I snatched the mask away, and I don't know why I was so angry when I saw him this time: "Is it uncomfortable to stay in the interlayer? Isn't it a lot less troublesome? You want to do it again?" What? Don't think I can't feel it!"

Ying struggled to get up: "Roar? Your temper has become the same as before. Return to the original space and find your original self? Xiao Rou?"

I widened my eyes, that's right, Xiaorou, it's just this face, rampant, not paying attention to anyone, using a fake mask to deceive one person after another, Xiaoying will not let herself go, most of the reasons are because I had lied to his emotions before, but this time Xiaorou failed to get away, Ying was like a shackle that could not be removed, tightly locking his freedom.

Xiao Ying picked up a strand of hair on my chest: "The color has not changed."

I opened his hand and said harshly, "If only I could kill you."

Xiao Ying clapped her hands: "I like your current appearance the most, it's very interesting."

It took too much energy to come back from the mezzanine, why is my mood so out of control today?Is it really like what Xiaoying said, returning to the original world, the original self will gradually find it?

The power of the world is really mysterious... I can't figure it out, and I don't know when I will fall on this evil power.

Turn on the cold water and pour it on my head, hoping to wake myself up. I feel the cold water, as if I feel Sasuke's cold tears. Sasuke, is your heart at the same temperature at this moment?

I looked at myself in the mirror, as if I was drenched in the merciless summer rain. The summer rain is wearing a hot mask, but it is actually freezing everyone's heart. I watched my red Sharingan slowly return to normal Purple, I know, the world it took away the only proof of having survived in Sasuke's world.

Sasuke, I walked through your world without leaving any trace.I don't know if there are any footprints of mine in your heart.

The summer rain was pouring down, Sasuke was standing in the yard, looking at the vegetable altar that had been repaired into a heart shape, the tomato seeds planted in the spring, now sprouting branches, scattered unevenly in the soil, as if laughing at him, laughing at him His clumsiness, mocking him for being deceived and powerless to fight back.

Yun, are you really only approaching me because of your mission?Mission accomplished so you're leaving?

But, I am selfish, I am really selfish to you, you have to tell me in person that you don't love me, you lied to me, otherwise, you can only be mine, pommel horse Baiyun, you can be mine.

The purple completely eroded the black, and Sasuke felt the impact of the raindrops on his back, the ice was cold and the heat was hot.

"I'm the king."

"As long as the matching dimensional fragments and matching genes appear in the two matching worlds, if one of the genes changes

After that, this will complete the traversal. "

In my sleep, I was suddenly awakened. Why did I suddenly dream of what Xiaochun said to me many years ago?

I actually fell asleep in the bathroom... It seems that illness must be inevitable, so I turned off the water, took off my soaked clothes, and simply wiped my body.

Just like this, I walked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the world, the empty world. It turns out that standing here is such a sense of conquest. No wonder everyone wants to take this position. I laughed and pulled the cloak to wrap my body.

"Who!" It was a strange breath, but no one would survive in this world, they could only have traveled from somewhere else, was it Xiaoying's fault?If it was him, then this person would not endanger my life.

I hid behind the armchair: "Say who it is! I am the World Manager! I have the right to know your name, background, and purpose!"

He seemed to have taken the mask hanging from the armchair, and I grabbed the short sword under the table and rushed over.

But the attack was perfectly caught, I was stunned in place, so quiet that I could hear my heartbeat, I slowly looked up along his blood-dripping hand.

I suppressed the surprise in my heart, and it took me a long time to say: "...Xiaoying?"

Short purple hair, purple pupils looming in the mask, unmistakable.

"You, how did you escape?" What method did you use to recover the power to travel through time and space from the interlayer so quickly?

"The name Xiaoying is very familiar, you mentioned it before." Through the mask, I heard his voice.

Even the voice is exactly the same, who else would it be if it wasn't Xiaoying.

"Stop pretending! No matter what method you use to escape! I will send you back!" I pulled out the dagger from his hand, a line of blood came out from the blade, and then stabbed him in the heart.

Do not hide?I looked at the person in front of me in surprise.

"Too little practice, a little crooked, but it can be fatal." The voice came from the armchair.

I quickly turned back to look at the armchair, Xiaoying was sitting on it intact, with the same lazy look, but how did he do it?The king of the world wouldn't have such power, would he?Could it be an existence like Xiaochun?

At this time, the person I stabbed turned into a stake with a pop.

My body is completely stiff, ninjutsu?It's impossible for Xiaoying to use ninjutsu!

Trembling, I turned around, looked at the person in the armchair, my voice was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't speak.

The man took off his mask, revealing the left half of his face, with a seductive corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of indifference.

Compared with Xiaoying, he does seem to be somewhat different, but the exact same appearance makes me completely confused. It can't be him, he can't come here, it can't be...it's him.

At this time he spoke, and his voice touched a quiet lake in the deepest part of my heart.

"Why do you dress up like this every time we meet?"

I looked at what I was wearing, but I didn't understand.

The man added: "Not only the outside is the same, but the inside is also the same."

It was too late to be shy and annoyed, the tears in my eyes came from nowhere, I didn't know what kind of emotion made it flow out, and I didn't know what kind of mood made me say these three words.

At night, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the girl is wearing a black cloak to cover her exposed body under the cloak, and the boy's half-covered mask covers the sad expression under the mask.

She was crying, and she was so beautiful under the moonlight, but the real desolation may be his heart sitting in the armchair.

She shed tears, under the moonlight, under his dark eyes, mixed with hatred, annoyance, sadness, disappointment and unconcealable tenderness...

Say those three words softly.

"sorry."

The author has something to say: the end of the distance, anyway, soon, I am not sure, do you think it is a tragedy or a comedy?