The third generation of Naruto looked into the distance with a muddy look, turned his head and saw the window. The village that he protected his life was open, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

Releasing his hand holding Mizunomiya Kamikaze, he whispered, "Do you know Mizunomiya? When I took over Naruto, the first war in the ninja world broke out. The war broke out very suddenly, and the private behavior of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn became the lead to the overall situation.

In order to cover up our young people at that time, Tomoma Tomoma met the elite gold and silver horn troops of Yunxi Village alone. I still remember the look at that moment. Originally... Originally, Tomoma Tomoma could have left."

After coughing twice, he continued to whisper, "Later, the first war in the ninja world broke out completely. Our enemies have many internal contradictions and external pressure. Konoha Village, which had just been established for less than twenty years, tended to collapse.

It was also at that time that I instructed Danzang to establish a root and let him establish a force alone in the Anbu, not only to target the war outside the village, but also to maintain the stability of the village itself."

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but a desolation appeared in his eyes, "Ha, maintain stability. Minato, do you know how heavy the four words "Koba are, so heavy that they can make you breathless. But sometimes, as a Naruto, you have no choice, and you have to pretend not to know what you know, even if everyone is panicked, you can't be confused.

That period was very hard and dangerous, but fortunately we persevered. It was also during the first Ninja World War that Danzo and Menyan had the current rights. As for many things that happened later, I wanted to intervene, but I could no longer.

But no matter what, after the village survived that dangerous war, I did not waste my efforts on both teachers, and it was worth it."

"Is it really worth it..." He asked himself in a low voice, his consciousness gradually blurred. Minato did not make any noise, and at this time he quietly stood in front of an audience.

"After the First Ninja World War, my status was much more stable, until World War II pushed my reputation to the peak. However, I didn't expect the incident of the Uzumaki clan before World War II, and even the series of chain reactions that happened later were beyond my expectations."

The third generation suddenly showed a painful expression on their faces, and tears flowed from their turbid eyes, "Minimen, I don't want it, I really don't want it, but I couldn't do it at that time... Konoha couldn't be confused. She was fighting World War II at that time. Once it was chaos, everything would be over."

Minato was silent. He knew that the toxins had begun to spread, the consciousness of the third generation of Naruto had blurred, and normal logic could no longer be organized in his mind.

However, he didn't know what the third generation of Naruto said, which was very strange. As Naruto, all the files of Konoha Village had no restrictions on him, but he just couldn't find the corresponding information.

During World War II, civil strife that was not enough to overturn Konoha broke out. Who had such power at that time?

However, the topic of the third generation of Naruto has not stayed here for a long time, and it gradually whispers, but it can no longer be organized into specific matters.

Minato listened silently, without leaving or moving.

In the end, the third generation of Naruto talked about some trivial things, which were very scattered, including big things about Konoha and small things about daily life.

Minato was struggling to understand, but her face did not show any dissatisfaction.

Until the end, the third generation of Naruto shook all over, as if he suddenly woke up, and the deep turbidity of his eyes was dispelled a lot.

He glanced at Minato and laughed in a low voice, "Sorry, let you listen to me, the old man, nagging here for so long."

Naoki Mizuno looked sad and said, "No, I have a lot of feelings to be able to listen to the teachings of the three generations of adults here. I already understand how to go in the future."

"This way... I'll be relieved." The third generation Naruto smiled with relief and used all his last strength to hold Minato's hand.

"Koye Village... I'll leave it to you."

"Ah, I will use my life to protect the village."

The third generation's face became more peaceful, his smile was very shallow, but it came from the heart. Before he closed his eyes, he finally spoke, "After I die...Danzang..."

"I understand!" The fourth generation put his other hand on, preventing the third generation from saying the last sentence.

With a hint of relief, a hint of relief, and a ease of entrusting responsibility, Sarutobi Hinata slowly closed his eyes.

The sun shines from the window, falling on the body warms it, as if it is back to the beginning.

Hakusuke Mizuno looked down and watched Sarutobi Hinata gradually loosen the hand he was holding, and the frequency of his heartbeat had completely disappeared in his perception...

Sarutobi Hinata died at the age of 68!

Bang!

The door was directly knocked open, and a ninja rushed in with a joyful look on his face, "Sir Tsunade, Sir Tsunade is back!"

The room was silent, and Habuki Mizuno turned around and shook his head silently.

Three figures entered the room one after another, Tsunade stepped forward and said, "The old man needs quiet now, let me see..."

The words stopped silently, and his eyes were fixed on Sarutobi Hinashin's body and could no longer be removed. Under the perception of the medical ninja, life and death can be seen at a glance.

Subconsciously taking a step back, a dazed light flashed in Tsunade's eyes. Jiraiya stepped forward and put his palm on the other party's pulse.

No response!

His face turned pale in an instant, and he held it tightly with one hand, but after a moment he let go of it helplessly.

Except for sadness, there was no other expression on his face.

The house was silent, no one spoke, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Naruto looked out the window, the breeze blew the leaves and rotated above the leaves, and the four Narutos' rocks stood up, staring at the village unchanged.

After all, it's too late to come back!

As long as there are leaves flying, there will be fire burning, the fire will shine on the village, and new leaves will sprout again!

[Farewell, the third generation of Hokage. You created a prosperous life for Konoha with one hand and passed on the will of Fire with the other. No matter what you have done, you are worthy of the name of Hokage.] Mizumen looked at the quiet Sarutobi and said in his heart. After a moment, he turned around and whispered.

"Prepare the funeral."
Chapter completed!