Sorry, my hand trembled and I clicked a few more times, accidentally sending it three times…
This was a fiery red world. The sky and the earth were filled with endless flames. In this sea of fire, there was a majestic palace. The entire palace was golden in color. It stood in the sea of fire and gave people a strange sense of admiration.
In the palace, a huge black shadow was lying there. Its body was moving up and down, and it seemed to be asleep.
Suddenly, a red light illuminated the hall and woke up the sleeping creature. Golden eyes, fiery red scales, wide wings, long tail, and sharp claws. His identity was obvious-a dragon.
Looking at the red light again, it turned out that it was caused by a person rushing into the hall. That person was a young man with short cherry red hair. When the dragon saw the young man, its entire body suddenly emitted raging flames. When the flames dissipated, only a red-haired middle-aged man in a fiery red robe was left.
"Is everything settled?" The middle-aged man rubbed the young man's short hair and said dotingly.
"Of course, but Dad, I'm running around alone while you're sleeping at home.”The young man pouted his lips, expressing his dissatisfaction.
"Cough…well, young people should exercise more.”
"Tsk, just say it if you're lazy. However, if the clansmen saw the Fire Dragon King Iguniro in such a silly state, they would definitely feel disillusioned. After all, he was a dragon king who had become a god. He was a god-level, so could he have some dignity?”
Igunilu smacked Naz on the head and said angrily,""You're very arrogant, kid. How dare you talk to your father like that? I won't argue with you about this for now.”
Naz stretched out his hand, and dozens of balls of light the size of ping pong balls floated in his hand.
Iguniro reached out to take the light balls and muttered to himself,""This should be enough." After saying that, he waved his left hand and opened a hole in space. Through this spatial crack, one could clearly see the chaotic flow of time and space. With a shake of his right hand, the dozens of light balls were thrown into the chaotic flow of time and space. Then, the crack automatically healed.
"Is that all?" Naz asked.
"They will find a suitable successor. I just hope that this time, we will be able to reap some benefits.”Iguniru paused for a moment and said with a wicked smile,""Then, it's time for us to settle our matters. Children in the rebellious stage need to be properly educated.”
Naz was stunned. Then, he turned around and ran without saying anything." Um…Dad, Gray is looking for me. I'll be leaving first. Take your time to sleep…" As he spoke, he had already run far away.
Iguniro shook his head, feeling helpless towards his son…
The universe was vast and boundless. There were countless different dimensions within it, and between each dimension, there was a violent dimensional turbulence. If one looked at it now, one could see that each dimension had a small crack open. Colorful light clusters emerged from within and scattered randomly in the dimensional turbulence. They were the legacies of various worlds released by the gods of various dimensions...
The sky was dark, and heavy rain poured down. The rain mixed with blood flowed across the man's face. The man was carrying a child of about three or four years old in his left hand and a long knife in his right hand. He moved with difficulty.
"Found them. They're here." The enemy shouted excitedly behind him.
The man couldn't help but feel a little hopeless, but he still held the knife tightly. He had to do his last effort.
Seven enemies in night suits appeared from the forest.
"Give up. Hand over the child in your hands and we will consider giving you a complete corpse.”
"Dream on. I'll never give you the last bloodline of the Windwave Clan even if I die.”The man roared.
A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and it was only in that instant that the situation at the scene was clearly seen.
The black-haired man was carrying a golden-haired child and was surrounded by seven people. It seemed that the man's injuries were not light.
"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Hmph, won't I still get that brat if I kill you?”
One of the men in black took out a stick of Kunai and rushed forward to kill the man.
The man tried to resist, but his heavily injured body did not even have the strength to lift the knife. Looking at the sharp blade that was so close to him, he despaired.
" I'm sorry, Master. I can't protect Young Master anymore. I'll repay your kindness in my next life…" He closed his eyes and waited for his impending death.
" Clang!" The sound of metal clashing could be heard. The expected death did not come.
He opened his eyes and saw the back of a silver-haired youth. It was this youth who had used Kunai to repel his enemy.
"Can you still hold on?" A very sweet voice came from the side. He turned his head with difficulty and saw a beautiful woman with long light yellow hair. At the same time, he also saw the symbol on the ninja's forehead guard on this woman's forehead-Muye!
Seeing that it was Mu Ye's reinforcements, his tensed nerves finally relaxed, and then he fainted.
"Hurry up, Su Mao. This person and this child need treatment. We can only do some emergency measures here.”
"Understood," replied the silver-haired man."It'll be done soon."”He reached out and pulled out the chakra knife on his back. Lightning began to jump on the blade." Let's begin…" He looked at the seven men in black without a trace of emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a group of dead people…
In the ward of the Kinoha Hospital, the man who was being hunted was lying on the bed, dying. There were three other people in the room: Selaiya, Tsunete, and Orochimaru. The three of them were the disciples of the third generation Naruto, so they had been sent here to inquire about the Windwave Clan.
Okami looked at the dying person in front of her and could not help but feel a little sad. Previously, she and Qimu Shigeru had gone out to save this person and that child, but the person in front of her was seriously injured. Even she was powerless to save him.
" I finally met…cough cough…Mu Ye's people…" the man said intermittently.
" Sorry, by the time we arrived, it was already…" Okami apologized.
The man shook his head." It's nothing. The old master had expected this day to come. Although the Windwave Clan had been destroyed decades ago, those people would definitely not let go of their scattered clansmen for the sake of their own interests. Therefore, the old master had already made preparations. If anything happened, he would ask me to bring the young master to Muye... cough cough..."
"Young Master?" That child is…"
"That's right. He should be the last descendant of the Windwave Clan. He said to Okate,"" The Windwave Clan has provided Muye with a lot of help ever since it was built, and they have a good relationship with your Thousand-Hand Clan. Can I ask you to help our young master grow up happily in Muye…" After saying that, he coughed violently again, and even coughed out a trace of blood.
"I will. Even if I don't care about the relationship between the two races, I will take good care of this child. What's his name?"
"Thank you so much. Young Master's name is…Feng Shui Sect.”
After saying this name, the man closed his eyes and stopped breathing…
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