Everyone looked at Uchiha Mitsuki's determined smile and immediately understood the young man's thoughts.
"Then let us protect you!" Fugaku said with an excited expression and a low but not deep voice.
"yes!"
Matt Dai, Aburame Ryoma and Uchiha Tatsumi said in unison, and the others also looked in agreement.
"Okay!" Thinking that the migration period of the dusk crows was coming to an end, Uchiha Mitsuki did not insist: "Today is the first day of the new year, don't think about that, just relax."
"yes!"
Everyone nodded.
"Hey, why didn't Minato come?" After looking around and not seeing Minato, Uchiha Mizuki was a little surprised.
Gu Jie took over the conversation and said slowly: "This kid has a cold."
Got a cold...?
Uchiha Mitsuki blinked, looking a little confused.
…
Inside a two-story building.
Minato was like a salted fish without dreams, lying straight on the bed.
"Minato, don't sleep on the floor again!"
Kushina touched Minato's hot forehead, blaming herself and blushing.
"Really?"
Hearing this, Minato, who was in a daze, suddenly became energetic. He first started doing it excitedly, and then looked at Kushina shyly.
"Yes." Kushina nodded and gave a positive answer: "When I went out to buy medicine, I ordered a new bed and the boss sent it over in the afternoon."
Uh... Why is it so different from what I imagined... Minato lay on the bed in dismay, feeling that his condition was getting worse again.
"Are you okay, Minato!"
Kushina quickly bent down and helped Minato tuck the quilt.
"It's okay, I want to be quiet."
While speaking, Minato closed his eyes.
"All right."
Although Minato felt weird, Kushina didn't dig into it.
…
Hefeng Town, Lizi Tofu Factory.
Today is the first day of the New Year, and this shop that used to do a good job is not open.
At this moment, in the backyard of Tofu House, a family of three is sitting in the courtyard eating a reunion dinner.
The young man in coarse linen clothes drank tea instead of wine and paid respect to the two relatives in front of him.
"Brother, sister-in-law, Happy New Year!"
"Xiaoqi, Happy New Year!" The one-armed man and the woman with the bulging belly looked at each other and smiled, and replied together.
"Your sister-in-law is pregnant, it's inconvenient! I'll drink her wine!" The one-armed man smiled and drank two glasses of wine happily.
"Just in time to cure your alcohol addiction!"
The woman touched her belly that was pregnant with new life, squinted her eyes and joked.
"Ha ha!"
Putting down the wine glass, the one-armed man giggled.
Seeing this scene, Qilang secretly wiped away his tears. At this moment, he just wished that the years would be peaceful and he could wait for his cute little nephew to be born.
Compared with the life he once had as His Highness the Seventh Prince, Qilang prefers his current life, which is calm and warm. Even if he is tired from buying tofu every day, he still enjoys it.
"Bang bang bang!"
In the midst of the peace, the wooden door was suddenly split into pieces by a sharp knife, and dozens of masked men in black rushed in.
"Your Highness, His Highness Seventh, it's been a long time!"
A young man wearing a black official uniform came in and stopped behind a group of people in black.
The one-armed man did not panic, and said in a calm and rhythmic voice: "My lord, you have mistaken the person. There is no His Highness and His Majesty the Seventh Prince here, but only the two brothers Dalang and Qilang from Tofu House."
As he spoke, he gave his younger brother a wink, and after the young man came over, he hugged his wife and younger brother with his remaining left hand.
"Dalang and Qilang, right?" The young official lowered his head and repeated softly, then smiled cruelly: "Kill them!"
As a good dog raised by the daimyo, his conscience has long been eaten by others. As for whether what the man said is right or wrong, he doesn't care at all.
After receiving the order, the black-clothed assassins did not dare to hesitate. They waved their bright long knives and killed the family of three in the yard.
"go to hell!"
The ferocious faces kept magnifying in front of Qilang, and he closed his eyes in horror.
This scene is very similar to the scene where Sato Haruyo killed him four years ago!
And when he faces things related to Sato Harutoyo, he often loses courage.
"Four years ago, my eldest brother lost an arm to save himself. Shichiro, Shichiro, do you still want him to lose another life?"
A voice of doubt rang in Qilang's heart.
No!
He did not want……!
Thinking of his brother who had risked everything for him, the young man instantly overcame his fear. He broke away from his elder brother's arm and jumped in front of his relatives.
This time, let him protect his eldest brother!
At the critical moment, a terrifying wind blade passed by and instantly cut open the bodies of several assassins who were rushing forward. Red blood spurted out in a steady stream, and a salty smell hit their faces.
The assassin behind him was startled by the scene in front of him and stopped immediately.
"Where did the ninja come from!"
The official in black at the back looked around with a serious expression.
At this time, his eyes were dazzled by the cold light, followed by a sharp pain in his neck, and a thin line of blood entered his eyes. The official in black knew that the artery in his neck had been cut open by the enemy behind him.
.
"Hiccup!"
The official in black seemed to have something to say, but his vocal cords could only make a sound like dead wood breaking in a cemetery.
Just like that, his consciousness gradually blurred and his body fell down weakly.
"who are you!"
The remaining assassins couldn't help but feel a little scared when they saw the enemy killing so decisively.
What they hold in their hands is just a long sword, but what the opponent holds is a kunai. The strength of samurai and ninjas is often very different.
Although they are cautious enough, how can well-trained root members give them a chance?
While the assassins' consciousness was still functioning, they were unknowingly being scolded and rubbed on the neck.
"ah!"
"ah--!"
Long and short screams sounded continuously, and soon the root members successfully cleared the area.
Enzo Shimura, Masaki Kurama and Kyo Minazuki appeared in the courtyard instantly.
"The killing efficiency of the root is so fast!" Kurama Masakiro looked at the corpses lying in a pool of blood and couldn't help but praise.
"Mizuki-sama's judgment was indeed correct. Fortunately, we caught up!" Enzo Shimura felt that they were lucky to be able to save the family of three in front of them.
Lord Mitsuki? It's Uchiha Mitsuki's person... Dalang breathed a sigh of relief instantly.
Only now did he have the mood to look at the three unmasked ninjas in front of him. The brown-haired boy on the right seemed familiar to him: "Are you sent by Uchiha Mitsuki?"
"Yes!" Kurama Masaki took a step forward and smiled at the man: "Do you still remember me? Your Highness!"
"Your Highness? No, no, no! There has been no Your Highness here for a long time..." Dalang quickly denied it. At the same time, he recognized the brown-haired boy.