"You're right, there is indeed room for a turnaround."

Hanzo did not deny that he understood the psychology of those big countries better than anyone else.

But even if he understood, Hanzo would not allow himself to make an unseemly retreat again.

From the moment the war started, he retreated too much, and now Yuyin is panicked. Compared with Yuyin during the last ninja world war, his will to fight is too different.

And these are all to be blamed on the wrong command of the leader of Yuyin.

He overestimated his own deterrence, and underestimated the arrogance of the five major powers.

In their eyes, the fate of the Land of Rain is no different from that of livestock.

He also wanted to regress again, but he remembered the boy named 'Nagato', the question of 'war cannot bring peace, but it can prevent war', and the pair of reincarnation eyes that only exist in legends... …

Hanzo felt that he had to act like a 'ninja'.

This is a provocation by a big country, and he must fight back in a battle of dignity.

"Kanzang, who do you think this old man is?" Hanzang suddenly asked this question.

"This..." Kanzang looked embarrassed, not knowing how to answer.

"Can't answer it? Don't mind, because this question, as an old man now, can't answer who I am. I can feel that my will as a ninja has gradually disappeared from my body. Indulging in the glory of the past, indulging in controlling Yuyin's power, the old man's hands have not been stained with blood for a long time..."

Having said that, Hanzo raised his head and looked at the dark sky, his gentle eyes gradually became cold and cruel, his body seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-red mist, even his eyes were tinged with scarlet...

Kanzang half-kneeled behind Hanzo, his body turned cold unnaturally, and slowly lowered his head, a trace of fear and solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The murderous aura of this old thing is so strong that it even feels higher than the third generation of Hokage. Is this the aura of a demigod?Heh heh, it's getting a little more interesting. 'He' thought so happily in his heart.

"Kanzang, go do your own thing." Hanzo took two steps forward, then stopped, and said in a low voice: "Please, Yuyin's future."

"Leave it to me, Hanzo-sama!"

Kanzang put his palm on his heart and solemnly declared.

After his voice fell behind, Hanzo's figure had disappeared into the vast wind and rain, without a trace.

"Master Kanzang." Less than a minute after Hanzo left, several Ukakushi ninjas suddenly appeared next to Kanzang with a teleportation technique.

"How did things go?"

"The evacuation of civilians is halfway done and the other half is still being arranged."

"Complete it as soon as possible. The battle of ninjas should not affect civilians. Moreover, they are the important future of our Yuyin, and must be protected." Kanzang said.

"Yes, we'll arrange it right away." Those Yuren turned around and prepared to leave.

"and many more."

"Excuse me, what else is there, Mr. Kanzang?" Those Yuren looked over suspiciously.

"It's nothing, I suddenly remembered something and wanted to borrow something from you."

Before those Yuren could ask back, Kanzang's eyes showed a trace of cold murderousness, and the blue lightning flashed away.

Kanzang's palms were arranged like knives, several heads rolled down at his feet, and the blood on his hands was being washed away by the rain.

Kanzang's body was shrouded in white light, turning into Ye Ji's original petite figure.

Turning around and shaking her long hair, shaking the rain on her hair, the corners of her mouth were bent upwards, and she walked leisurely into the dark corridor behind her...

Chapter 170 Three Sad Rain

"Xiao Mi, where are you, Xiao Mi?"

The little girl's crisp voice yelled in the corridor, but it was useless, nothing happened.

Wearing a cute little dress, her hair combed into a mushroom head, and her big smart eyes shining brightly, she was looking for something in the somewhat dim corridor.

She stood there alone in a daze, looking left and right, but found nothing.

Suddenly, a 'meow' sound came from behind.

The little girl turned around with surprise on her face, but bumped into something and fell to the ground. She was about to cry out in pain, but there were already tears in her eye sockets, and she started whimpering.

"Are you OK."

It was a young woman's voice. The little girl raised her head, and saw Ye Ji's gentle and amiable smiling face. The little girl froze for a while, and saw Ye Ji holding a big black and white fat cat in her arms. It was her. The hard-earned pet 'Xiao Mi'.

"Xiao Mi!"

The little girl quickly stood up and called out to the big fat cat.

After a 'meow', the big fat cat got out of Ye Ji's arms, felt the master's call, and threw himself into the arms of the little girl affectionately, licking the little girl's cheek with his tongue, drooling.

"Oh, it's annoying, Xiao Mi, stop making trouble."

The little girl felt that her cheeks looked good, and was teased haha, looking very innocent and happy.

"Your name is Lingling, Hanzo's granddaughter, right?" Ye Ji smiled.

"Yes, Big Sister, do you know Grandpa?" The little girl Lingling opened her eyes wide curiously, her eyes were unguarded.

"That's right. Why are you here alone? It's very dangerous." Ye Ji laughed.

During the period of pretending to be Kanzang, Ye Ji also had a certain understanding of Hanzo's relatives.

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