In Konoha, Naruto lies down

The ferocious appearance suffocated everyone, and their eyes were fixed on the scene on the field.

"The demon...we released the demon!"

The top leaders of Kusa no Shi were so frightened that their legs went weak. They saw with their own eyes that Wuque from the Box of Paradise killed the warden Wuwei as easily as killing a chicken.

The jailer who had been prepared on the side rushed forward, and Longshe also moved, pulling off the turban on his head, revealing... a head of flowing white hair.

"Wuque! Wake up! Don't lose yourself!"

Naruto watched the dragon tongue show quietly from the side, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking, is this how you reveal your identity? Just showing a headscarf, shouldn't you apologize...

No, at least change your clothes. No one here is blind! Can you pretend to be a man just by wearing a turban and a chest wrap?

hei tui!

"Innocent... To be more precise, Impmon had gone berserk. How could he possibly hang a human female?" He roared, and slapped with his large claws.

With a loud bang, Longshe narrowly avoided the attack, leaving a large hole in the ground. Covered in dust, Longshe rolled on the ground, only to find that the opponent did not continue to attack.

"Wuque!" she shouted.

"Stop yelling, that thing is Jue." Naruto walked out of the smoke with his hands folded. "The Wuque in your eyes has long been assimilated, but it still retains its memories."

"Why do you know this?" Longshe turned his head and asked, "No! You knew it from the beginning!"

"I don't know. I was just captured as a sacrifice and almost died there." Naruto moved his wrists, and all the bones in his body made crackling sounds.

"You might as well save your energy. Just drag that thing down to hell, whatever it is."

"What?" Longshe stared at Naruto, but found that the other party had no intention of using chakra.

Not far away, a huge beast stared at Naruto, a mocking smile on his ugly face. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw an equally huge...

The shadow of death!

Chapter 510 Returning to the village, Dingci secretly inquired about the news

What era is it now? Are you still playing traditional fighting games?

The outcome of a battle is only a matter of a second, so the best strategy is of course to go all out within three seconds of fighting!

So, Shiki Fuujin!

Wuque had just crawled out of the Box of Bliss, stabbed his father to death with a palm, and was about to go out for some fun. Suddenly, he turned around and found that the god of death was coming!

"Are you crazy?" Jue or Wuque stared at Naruto, his huge body trembling slightly.

"You died a long time ago and never come out again." Naruto said this lightly, but it sounded like a cold knife in Wuque's ears, and all the hairs on his body stood up.

"seal up!"

The huge shadow of the god of death moved and pulled Jue over. To outsiders, it seemed as if Jue was restrained by something out of thin air.

Then, a horrifying scene appeared.

The over ten meter tall Jue screamed in agony as his massive body was compressed, collapsing violently downwards. Blood poured down like a torrential rain, stunning everyone present.

The green-faced and fanged phantom of the Grim Reaper opened its mouth, held the white dagger in its hand, and chopped at Jue's body again and again, chopping it into small pieces and swallowing it into its stomach.

Wuque had long been dead, his body and soul fused together in the Box of Bliss. The shadowy figure of the god of death simply crushed him, chopped him up, and ate him alive. To the outside world, it looked as if Jue had been crushed and disappeared.

The scene was quiet as Naruto used lightning to stop the disaster. Perhaps the disaster seemed invincible in the eyes of the people of the Land of Grass, but it could not last more than three seconds.

Naruto didn't even glance at the Grass Country's high-ranking officials, ignored Wu Wei, who had been dead for a long time, and ignored the chaotic prison. He turned his gaze slightly and cast it on Longshe.

Longshe shuddered and had no other thoughts, unable to even ask a question.

People are like this: if it's within their own scope of understanding, they will be dissatisfied and raise objections. But when faced with absolute power, they will look for reasons within themselves.

Even though some details of what Naruto did were different from what he said, there is no doubt that Wuwei did resurrect Wuque as he said.

From this point of view, he has done what he promised to Longshe.

But in the end, Wuque was not truly resurrected, but a regret remained in the Box of Bliss. After resurrection, the regret lost its original heart and turned into a terror.

The terror didn't even jump a few times before being killed by Naruto himself.

So when Naruto glanced at her, Longshe could no longer think of anything else. If anyone was to blame for this, it was Wuwei. No matter what, Longshe didn't dare to have any opinions about Naruto.

He ignored the mess, put the Box of Bliss into the sealed space, and left.

into the night.

Longshe, who had changed his clothes, came to the door through sensing. Naruto was sitting by the fire in the woods. The burnt ashes were emitting a fragrance that mosquitoes disliked.

"Sit down." Naruto seemed to be waiting for her.

"Yeah." Longshe sat across from Naruto across the fire.

She didn't dare say anything to Naruto, but her attitude clearly didn't seem happy. It was inevitable that she felt a little melancholy or depressed after her childhood sweetheart died again.

Naruto looked up at her from across the fire and slowly threw a piece of dry firewood into the fire. As sparks flew, he asked.

"What do you think about what happened today?"

She wanted to say she had no opinion, but she still felt some resentment. Seeing that Naruto didn't look like he was blaming her, she gritted her teeth and spoke.

"Wuque is still dead."

She didn't mention that Mukuu died at Naruto's hands, not daring to do so, and feeling somewhat guilty. After all, this wasn't part of their previous agreement. It had already happened, and there was no point in saying it again.

"Are you unwilling to accept this?" He glanced at Longshe, "Or... are you blaming me for not awakening your childhood sweetheart and giving him a new body?"

"Hmm...just find a human sacrifice and give the body to your childhood sweetheart. Orochimaru does have this method, but the container is not enough, so we need to find a few more."

Longshe's face turned pale instantly, he swallowed and said in a low voice.

"I didn't...that's not what I meant."

"What does that mean?" Naruto stared at her and returned to the original question, what did she think.

"I........"

"You think too much and your strength is too weak." Naruto stood up. "Ten years ago, your childhood sweetheart was sent to the altar. Why didn't you stop him?"

"I didn't know it was... going to kill me. By then it was too late." Longshe suddenly became depressed. "Our entire village is proud to have opened the Box of Bliss, but we didn't know what it was."

"Really?" Naruto uttered two words.

Those two light words made Longshe lower her head instantly, as if hitting her weak spot. She didn't need to explain so much. The more she said, the more guilty she felt.

This was nothing more than shirking responsibility. No matter how many excuses she made, the situation back then was better than it is now. She couldn't do anything, and she didn't even realize it was a trap until Wuque died.

Now she was blaming others for not being able to save Wu Gou, which was totally unreasonable. She realized this and felt ashamed and blamed herself.

"The dead cannot be resurrected, and even if they can be resurrected, it will come at a huge price." Naruto never shows mercy when he is right, and his words are as sharp as a knife.

"Why didn't you do anything then? Why did you hope for a miracle? The Box of Bliss was opened, and you saw the person. Why did you keep killing people?"

"Or do you think Wuque died too quickly, letting him kill thousands or even tens of thousands of people before dying? Are you thinking that at worst, being buried with him in the end would make your guilt less severe?"

Every word struck Longshe's heart, causing her to lower her head repeatedly and feel a little breathless.

Perhaps Naruto had not felt such a strong sense of oppression before he displayed his thundering methods, but now Longshe has signed the contract with the evil god and naturally understands Naruto's status.

In addition, Naruto's three-second crushing of his opponent today ruthlessly crushed the last bit of stubbornness in Longshe's heart. Reason is spoken to the weak, while the strong only talk about rules.

"I'm not... stop talking!" Longshe was a little overwhelmed.

Naruto's words were like a knife as thin as a cicada's wing, peeling off the scabbed scar in her heart and slicing off a piece of almost transparent flesh.

After doing all this, you have to hand it to her and tell her.

Look, how stupid you were!

"This is his fate. Muque died a long time ago. What you saw today was just a puppet." Naruto was unwilling to let her go. He had no sympathy.

Now that he has signed the evil god contract with Longshe, he cannot keep someone who may cause trouble for him at any time around him. He must learn to accept reality.

"Stop talking!! Wuwu..." Longshe covered her face and cried. Too many things happened that day, and none of them were within her understanding.

Wuwei resurrected Wugui, but he was not Wugui, but a monster that emerged from the Box of Bliss. In the end... in the end, he was killed by that person, his flesh and blood chopped into pieces, and he disappeared without a trace.

Naruto stopped talking and gave Longshe some time to breathe. He looked at the crackling of the bonfire and listened to Longshe's low sobs with a serious expression.

In fact, he was already thinking about what to eat when he returned to Konoha. He was so hungry. Things here were not troublesome at all. All the tasks were completed without missing a single one.

Now there was only one thing left, which was to show Longshe the way forward. Actually, it didn't have to be so troublesome, after all, Wuque had just emerged and was crushed to death by him.

Many things have not yet surfaced, and Longshe is still in the dark, unaware that Wuwei actually took the initiative to resurrect Wuque. Naruto only needs to comfort Longshe, or even take her as his own, and she will most likely follow him wholeheartedly.

After all, he was no longer the Naruto of the past. He had been in the ninja world for six years and had seen everything. The grass on the graves of those who had offended him was already several feet high, so there was nothing he couldn't do.

But he didn't want to be hypocritical. In the past, when he hadn't gained power, he might have used some tricks and some interest. But at this stage, he was used to using power and force to achieve his goals.

Simply put, use your brain when you don't have the strength, and use your hands when you have muscles.

He didn't bother to plot against Longshe. While he was reluctant to give up this hard-earned consumable, he didn't value it that much. He asked a direct and heartfelt question, letting her make her own choice.

Of course, whether she chose it or not, she had already signed the evil god contract. The difference was that if she couldn't figure it out herself, then Naruto would no longer care about her.

Gradually, the sound of Longshe's sobbing became inaudible.

"Actually, it's not your fault." Naruto suddenly said this. On the other side of the fire, Longshe raised his misty eyes with tears in his eyes.

"Musuke died for the Kusagakure Village. Ultimately, his death was in vain."

Hearing this, Longshe became even sadder.

"This is your village, so I can't say anything. I just want you to understand one thing." Naruto continued, "The world will change. Kusagakure Village will continue to exist, but everything will be blown away by time."

"Whether you're willing or not, it's over. Wuque is dead, and Wuwei is dead too. It's over here, so what are your thoughts?"

He didn't give her a choice, but asked her what she thought again. This was the third time he asked Longshe what she thought. What was it?

Longshe's mind was in a mess, and Naruto's words echoed in her mind. She had to admit that even if she was unwilling, the matter was over.

From the beginning to the end, she felt like a small fish caught in the waves, being swept around in the whirlpool by the undercurrent. She couldn't see the situation clearly, and when she looked back, everything was over.

This feeling of powerlessness made her extremely frustrated, as if her life had lost all purpose. Any ideas? What else could she possibly think of now? Everything had already…

It's not over yet! Longshe's pupils dilated slightly as she recalled the scene where Naruto single-handedly defeated a hundred people in the exercise yard. The scene where he was shirtless and defeated everyone with his bare hands.

And the scene of crushing the monster transformed by Wuque in three seconds was constantly magnified in her mind, boom, boom, boom, replaying over and over again.

Is it powerful? Very strong. She also wants to be that powerful. If she had even one ten-thousandth of this power back then, would Wuque not have died?

Become stronger, become stronger!

People live by obsession, and the more paranoid they are, the more so. Longshe has always believed that she was the one who killed Wuque, and there are some things she can't say.

Wuque had already noticed the anomaly with the Box of Bliss and had expressed his concerns to her before the sacrifice. However, Longshe hadn't taken it to heart at the time, even saying it was a matter of honor.

Although everyone in the village thought so at the time, Longshe could not forgive herself after knowing the truth. She wanted to see Wuque again and say sorry all the time.

Unfortunately, the dead cannot be resurrected, and even Cang Nian couldn't last more than a few seconds after being resurrected. She really had no choice, because Wuque had completely disappeared.

But she wanted to become stronger, and the way to become stronger was right in front of her.

"I... want to follow you." Longshe stood up, walked in front of Naruto and knelt down, "I want to become stronger, please let me follow... Master."

She finished her words haltingly, then knelt on the ground with her head bowed. She didn't know why she was crying, but the tears just kept flowing. Humiliation, regret, guilt, and remorse...

Countless emotions surged into my heart, and I couldn't control myself for a moment.

Looking at the kneeling Dragon Sheath in front of him, Naruto smiled slightly, and his voice became gentler. He didn't say those hurtful words, but smiled and said.

"it is good."

.........

Naruto left Ryusho in the Land of Grass and rejected her plan to return to Anbu to hide. Now that the Hidden Grass Village has collapsed and the Ninja Village cannot be rebuilt in a short time, there is no benefit in returning to Anbu to work for the Flower of Grass gang.

Although the Grass Village collapsed, fortunately, the Grass Country was a mess, and no one would take it over. The population was too large, the territory was too small, the economy was too poor, and there was a mixed bag of good and bad people.

To put it bluntly, this is just a pool of mud. Even if it explodes, no one will step on it. Mud cannot be propped up, and there is no profit to be made from it.

Anyway, if left alone for a while, Kusagakure Village would slowly establish order in the chaos. So Naruto just let Longshe settle down and rest for a while.

When he returned to Konoha through the Yellow Springs Gate, it was already late at night. He was so hungry that he could only hurried downstairs to eat some midnight snacks, take a shower and go to bed.

Nothing happened that night, and when he opened his eyes it was already noon.

After washing up, Naruto went out feeling refreshed and even had a deluxe set meal at Ichiraku Ramen. Now that the mission had been perfectly completed, it was time to report back to Kakashi.

By the way, let's take a look at what bargaining chips Kakashi holds in his hands. He is so confident that he can solve his urgent problems. If he really has a way to resolve the grudges between his two fathers-in-law, what's wrong with calling him godfather?