Long Live The Hokage - Chapter 417

[Chapter 123 Meng Huang]

noon.

It’s almost August, and the air is still so hot and restless.

In front of Masahiko, the three teenagers had sweat on their foreheads after telling their thoughts.

However, Masahiko is not only cool on his body, but also cool in his heart.

“In the end…you thought of such a solution?”

The three looked at each other for a while, and Itachi asked softly, “Ancestor, is there any problem?”

Masahiko almost laughed out loud, is there any problem’?

He said that the ancestors have not been able to solve it, what can these children do…

Net out some bad ideas, at first glance it seems that I didn’t study the thirty-six strategies well.

“No, you are taking it for granted. If you really do this, the ancestors will have to prepare to use force to pacify the chaos. On a hot day, go back to take a bath to cool off, calm down, and then think about whether there is any other way.”

Shishui was still unwilling: “Senior, where is the problem?”

Masahiko pondered for a moment, raised his eyebrows and said, “Don’t ask me, go back and ask the mirror!”

Seeing that the three of them were still on the verge of speaking, Masahiko raised his hand and gestured to seal the seal: “Don’t give up yet? Then let the old ancestors relieve the heat for you!”

As soon as the voice fell, the three disappeared one after another.

Looking up, Masahiko sighed softly: “Three geniuses, Zhishui’s instant speed is about to catch up with Minato.”

After a pause, Masahiko shook his head and laughed: “But it’s still the fastest ancestor, so it’s okay to let you run for half a minute first.”

The flicker disappeared, Masahiko’s figure appeared behind the galloping three teenagers, and his hands turned into afterimages: “Water Escape – The Technique of the Great Waterfall!”

There was obviously no water around, but after Masahiko completed the seal, a curtain of water hundreds of meters high appeared out of thin air, sweeping the world and swooping towards the three teenagers in front.

“Woodun – the technique of the big forest!” Itachi couldn’t use the tree world to descend, so he could only use the weakened version.

Variety of trees, curb the flow of water…

“Fire Escape – The Technique of Dragon Fire!”

“Susanoo!”

Masahiko’s figure flickered again, and he slammed a soccer ball on Susanoh of Shishui, and then he stayed away.

After a while, the three teenagers who took a cold shower looked at each other helplessly.

Looking at the several Anbu rushing towards Konoha, Itachi murmured softly, “Is our idea really that bad?”

Zhi Shui and Yun Chu looked at each other: “How about…try?”

…

At the same time, Masahiko has slid into Konoha, heading towards the Qianshou clan.

Because he didn’t want to get involved in the dispute between Chishou and Uchiha, he had not been to the Chishou clan for a while, otherwise he would not even know the news of the death of the three Jounin in the battle of Chishou.

Of course, this is estimated to be related to the more than half a month he spent recovering from the injury.

He hasn’t been here for nearly a year, and the Qianshou people are still very enthusiastic about him. Masahiko greeted him all the way to the patriarch’s hall.

“Grandpa Gaozu, why are you here?” Shengshu greeted him.

Masahiko was startled: “Rope tree, has matured a lot? There are two wrinkles on his face?”

Shengshu scratched his head and smiled: “After all, unlike you, I am already 36 years old.”

Masahiko chuckled, his panel age is also 36 years old, but his ancestors are young and look younger than rope trees.

A few steps into the patriarch’s hall, Masahiko’s face became serious: “In the battle at the beginning of the year, three clansmen were killed in the thousand-handed battle, why didn’t you tell me?”

Shengshu was stunned for a moment, and the smile gradually disappeared: “I wanted to inform you at first, but the country of the vortex said that you were also injured. After they were buried, they didn’t bother you anymore.”

Masahiko stared: “What did you say! This kind of thing is timely in the future… Forget it, it’s better not to have this kind of thing in the future. Who are the three who died in battle?”

Rope tree sighed and slowly explained to Masahiko.

Qianshou is very particular about choosing people for ancestor worship, and the three represent the three generations.

The eldest is Qianshou Sanchen, who is nearly sixty years old and is one of the few remaining ninjas in the Qianshou clan.

Masahiko was not impressed with him, and there was no intersection.

The same generation as Naoshu is called Chishou Tsuruichi, 39 years old, Masahiko can be more impressed.

When treating ‘infertility’ for the Senju family,

Forced him to drink medicine.

Rope tree added: “After you applied it to us, he had a son the next year. He was very talented. Before he was ten years old, he was already a member of the graduating class of the ninja school.”

“Is that so?” Masahiko murmured: “Train well. Is there another one?”

Shengshu hesitated for a moment, then sighed: “There is another one that you should be impressed by, Qianshoufengji, 22 years old.”

“22?” Masahiko was startled and nodded heavily: “I know who it is.”

When it was discovered that there was an age gap in the Qianshou clan, except for one Itachi, who was less than three years old, the second youngest was the 12-year-old Qianshou Fengji.

Masahiko remembered that he was a very lively and naughty boy. Because he was young, he didn’t need to drink Masahiko’s medicine, and he was a little ‘schadenfreude’ to see his brothers and uncles pinching their noses and drinking medicine.

“At the age of 22, he is an elite jōnin, and his talent is good, but it’s a pity.” Masahiko sighed: “He has no children?”

Hearing this, Shengshu smiled bitterly: “His wife is just a commoner, and the two have a daughter who is only two and a half years old.”

Masahiko nodded lightly: “It’s good to have descendants, I only lost my father at the age of two and a half, and my mother is still a commoner. You take good care of it… eh? What is your expression?”

Shengshu hesitated: “Uncle Daoshan likes that girl very much. UU reading www.sonicmtl.com often goes to her. And it seems that he intends to accept her as his righteous daughter.”

Masahiko was stunned for a moment, and laughed dumbly, no wonder Shengshu made such an expression.

Daoshan is four years younger than Tsunade, but the seniority is there. If he really accepts a righteous daughter, the two and a half year old girl will become the sister of rope tree and Tsunade…

Wei Qi sensed that Masahiko found that Daoshan was not in the direction of his own home, and stood up: “I’ll go take a look.”

Shengshu quickly followed: “Grandpa Gaozu, do you want Uncle Daoshan to accept her as his granddaughter?”

Masahiko smiled: “Let’s see the situation.”

In the southeast corner of the Qianshou Clan, Masahiko saw Daoshan, and on his shoulders was riding a little girl with golden yellow braids.

“Blonde hair?” Masahiko was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: “With mother?”

Daoshan, who was coaxing the child, was stunned when he saw Masahiko and Shengshu, and glared at Shengshu: “Grandpa, why are you here?”

The little girl on his shoulder leaned over slightly and looked at Masahiko curiously.

Masahiko looked at the two-and-a-half-year-old girl: “It’s cute, but why does it seem familiar? She looks like her father?”

Daoshan noticed Masahiko’s sight, quickly coughed lightly, and patted the two calves on his shoulders: “Menghuang, say hello to Grandpa Masahiko, you want to call… Grandpa Gaozu.”

Masahiko laughed, Daoshan was very old, and that simple little boy would also use means back then.

“Hello, Grandpa Gaozu! My name is Qianshou Menghuang, and I am three years old this year.” When the little girl greeted her, there was a lovely blush on both sides of her cheeks.

Masahiko tilted his head and glanced at the helpless rope tree beside him: “Is it cute? It’s so cute… The name is also very cute.”

“Huh? Menghuang?” Masahiko was startled: “Why does this name seem to have been heard before?”