The morning light rose slightly, making the flat road in front of the gate of Konoha Village golden. The cool wind blew, and the woods on both sides of the road made a rustling sound of leaves rubbing.

The unshaven young man with his luggage walked out of the corner of the road, looking at the towering gate at the end of the road, his face, which was hit by wind and rain, showed a smile on his face, and his bright eyes were flashing with an excited and relaxed look. That was what only people who traveled far away would appear when they returned to their hometown.

"Koye! I'm back!" The vicissitudes of young man finally couldn't help but screamed in the distance.

The sudden shouts made the gate guards, who were a little confused because of the unique tiredness in the early morning air, immediately woke up and looked in the sound.

"That's..." Hirano Yoshi, who has been serving as the gate guard for many years, has set up a pergola with one hand and squints his eyes against the rising sun, looking in the sound. The expression on his face is a little unsure.

"Senior, who is that?" the young man with a white bandage on his face that crossed his nose and crossed his cheeks came over and asked curiously.

"I can be sure I haven't seen it before." The young man who leaned over to the other side of Hirano Yoichi, combed his hair diagonally and covered his right eye with his arms hugged and said in a sure tone.

Hearing this, the young man over there leaned his head and curled his lips, "Of course you haven't seen it before, Izumo, after all, you have just become the Chunin and were sent to guard the gate shortly."

The young man who was called to make clouds rolled his eyes speechlessly and said, "You are not the same, Iron."

"Don't argue with you two." At this time, Hirano Yidon retracted his gaze, and he punched him at the same time without falling left and right. Then he looked at the two subordinates who were holding his head and screaming in pain, and said, "This person suddenly came back. One of you needs to report to the Naruto. Who will go?"

The two looked at each other after hearing this, and then they saw the fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

"Come on!" the two of them shouted, then fisted together.

Hirano Yoshi's mouth twitched, facing the gaze of the two, sighed: "Stone vs. Scissors, Izumo won."

"Haha! Tie, you still have to practice." Shenyue Izumiyun laughed proudly.

"Tsk, I'll go." Gangzi Tie was reluctant, but then he turned aside, looked at the figure gradually heading towards the gate, and looked at Hirano Yoshi curiously and said, "By the way, senior, who is that?"

Hirano raised his eyebrows and said, "You should know him better than me, after all, you are from the same class."

"The same class?" Gangzi Tie and Izumi Kami was stunned at the same time, "Who?"

"Asma, the son of the third generation master, Sarutobi Asma." Hirano Yoichichi replied.

"Asma? It turned out to be Asma?!" Kamitsuki Izumi said in surprise, "Has he finally returned?"

"Since you know that this is surprising, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and report to Lord Naruto." Hirano Yoshihiro urged.

"Yes!" Gangzitie took action immediately. Compared to the better eloquence of the god Yue Izumi, he was an action faction.

Just as the boy who ran away from home, carrying a frost and growing up, at the border outside the Fire Country, the rebels and horses of the twelve members of the Heteroi Guardian Ninja who had been renamed the Swordsman, were intercepted by a team of ninjas with silver armored animal masks.

"Even if I am dead, will Konoha Village still let me go?" He Ma, disguised as a civilian, sighed and slowly straightened his back. His aura changed drastically, and he returned to the aspiring young man who was unruly and dared to assassinate Daming for his ideals.

"Are you surprised by this?" A ninja with a dull mask walked up to Kama and asked faintly.

"Shouldn't I be surprised?" He Ma took out his weapon and sneered: "I did underestimate the guy Asma before, but I didn't expect him to hide so deeply!"

After hearing the other person's words, Shan Zhifeng gradually understood that it turned out that the other person was thinking awkward.

The trick of being able to use fake death to escape is beyond the ordinary people, but it is precisely because of this that he mistakenly thought that the situation in front of him was because of Asmasa Sarutobi.

"This matter has nothing to do with Sarutobi Asma." Yamatsu didn't want to get involved in this, so he casually said something and got to the point, took out a scroll and threw it to the horse, "This is for you."

"What is this?" Hema glanced at the scroll in front of him and asked, "Why give it to me? Who gave it to me?"

"Your all your questions and the contents of the scroll can be answered." Shan Zhifeng turned around and said, "Now you can leave, go wherever you want."

After the words came, a group of ninjas had left in an instant. The strong wind blew the wilderness, and the dry grass tilted like waves, making a rustling sound. Only the horse was left with a little confused expression.

Be sure that the ninjas had indeed left, and squatted down with horses, picked up the scroll on the ground, and slapped off the soil that was stained on the scroll.

Holding the scroll, he frowned and hesitated for a long time, but finally untied the rope that bound the scroll.

He has experienced a crushing defeat just now, and there is nothing that cannot be lost. Since that is the case, so what is the medicine sold in the Muye Gourd!

Pulling apart part of the scroll, and the horse's pupils suddenly contracted.

At the same time, the two circles of patterns on the upper and lower sides of the scroll suddenly seemed to come alive. They climbed up the palm of Hema, forming an invisible shackle between his fingers, and then slowly disappeared, as if they had never existed.

But quietly, a force of psychological suggestion had been passed into Hema's mind, urging him to read the contents of the first half of the scroll. When his eyes finally fell on the ninjutsu recorded in the second half of the scroll, the focus of his eyes had completely dispersed, even if the ninjutsu was so unusual.

"The Kingdom of Fire, two jades... enemy, enemy country, Iwaken Village." He Ma's eyes were confused, and his words were intermittent and muttered to himself: "Internal conflicts are transferred to the outside world, provoking the enemy country and causing war, so that the enemy country can be attacked, and at the same time weakening the uncontrollable ninja village forces. Also, if Daimai insists on his own and does not listen to advice, then a wise lord who listens to advice will control the country. In this way, the Kingdom of Fire will continue to grow until all barriers are eliminated and the entire ninja world is ruled!"

His voice became louder and louder, and the emotions contained in his words became more and more intense. The excitement and the noisy wind seemed to be shocked and gradually calmed down. Only the sound of laughter and laughing were left in the world.

The goshawk was in the sky, with sharp eyes looking down at the ground, as if looking for prey to have a meal, but the next moment suddenly let out a sharp long roar.
Chapter completed!