Naruto: The Story of Kakashi: Skull of the Sea of ​​Blood

Chapter 167

The masked man left silently, just as he appeared.

Because of his sudden appearance, Lingxi once again spent a sleepless night.

She felt more and more like a nocturnal animal, a time to rest, but there was no drowsiness at all, and the whole person was very abnormal.

"No, Lingxi, don't think about it, he's a bad guy!"

But no matter how she advised herself like this, the words of the mask man still echoed in her mind from time to time.

"Come to my side, be my companion, you help me do things, I'll give you Kakashi."

Kakashi was like a poison, his mouth said over and over again and put it down, but he didn't let go in his heart, and Lingxi never dared to face it.

The Hanaba clan and Konoha, who used themselves as tools, compared to Kakashi, there was no need to say which was more important than each other.

Perhaps it is precisely knowing this that the mask dares to break in single-handedly.

The heart is frantically shaking.

She admits that she is a selfish person who can throw away right and wrong for what she wants.

However, what exactly is right and wrong, no one has told her for so many years.

The most that Lord Gojin-in said was to let her recognize her identity and do her duty.

What is her identity and duty, and was she born for this?

Lingxi really wanted to rebel once, for the rebellion he wanted in his heart.

But she also knows that this rebellion is different from the rebellion of ordinary people, and she has no turning back.

Because of the arm injury, the training was suspended for several days.

Originally, she was just sad to fall out of love, but now, she has another trouble.

Knowing that joining the Shō organization, which everyone shouts at, is not the right choice, because the Mask Man promises that she will let her get Kakashi.

Getting Kakashi was like an apple stained with honey, seducing her deeply.

The memories of being with Kakashi in the past were attacking her wavering heart, and the joy and happiness were poppy-like, and she couldn't stop it.

Whether it was in the beginning or now, her life has always been painful, and the person who pulled her out of the dark abyss, she can't let go no matter what.

On this day, the sun was very good, and Lingxi raised his head to look at the sun for a long time.

She seemed to have forgotten how long she hadn't been in the sun, and on a whim, she wanted to go out for a walk.

The beautiful scenery of the sea of flowers has always been a good place for slow life on vacation.

Lingxi walked slowly on the street, through the long street, all the way to the river.

There are few people and quiet people on the riverside, and just sitting on the bank and watching the river flow into the sea at the bottom of the mountain can pass the morning.

When she was a child, Lingxi liked to come here to play, because there were often children playing football here, she envied those children, they ran wantonly in the clearing, smiling bright and happy, even if they didn't join, just looking at their smiles, Lingxi felt very happy.

Occasionally, children who are left alone will play with her, but as soon as they are discovered by their parents, they will be scolded, and over time, no one will take care of her anymore.

In order to make friends, she has made a lot of efforts, secretly taking out the fruits enshrined in the ancestral hall to those children, or stealing toys that other children in the family played with when they were children to attract friends.

So hard, so humble, what did you get in the end?

Maybe it's touching the scene, or maybe Lingxi is doing psychological construction for his imminent defection.

It always takes courage to leave a place that you have been accustomed to living in since childhood.

And to do what the public thinks is wrong, self-persuasion is required.

Lingxi sat on a bench under the willow tree and looked at the empty clearing.

There seemed to be a little girl of seven or eight years old, and the friend she exchanged for candy was taken away by her mother's ears, and said as she walked: "Why do you still play with her, how many times has your mother said, don't play with her, don't play with her, how can you not remember, don't die, she's a monster and will kill you." The

little girl silently watched the little boy walk away from her mother, and the little boy looked back at her with his mouth flattened, and she immediately put on a full smile, which lasted until the little boy and his mother disappeared.

The old and broken flower ball in her hand rolled down from her palm and rolled away, and the little girl just looked at it but did not pick it up again.

Lingxi hooked the corner of his mouth mockingly, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know where he landed.

Do you really want to give up your true desire for the sake of a bunch of people who see her as a monster?

The will becomes weaker, just one step further, maybe ....

"Click~"

There was a flash of light.

Lingxi instinctively raised his hand to block his eyes.

"Ah, sorry sorry, it's really because the way you sit here is so beautiful that I can't help but press the shutter."

Lingxi frowned, following the prestige, a man wearing a green coat and holding a camera was looking at her not far away and smiling.

This face, Lingxi seems familiar, but this dress is completely unfamiliar.

The man walked over with a camera, without the slightest sense of crisis.

Instinctively, Lingxi wanted to stop him, "Don't come here!" The

man was startled, "Why?"

"Uh..." Lingxi was also stunned, yes, why?

The reason was imposed on her by others for so many years, let her say it to a stranger, and for a while she felt a little unspeakable.

She smiled awkwardly and moved to the side, she shook her head and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, you sit."

Without the slightest fear, the man walked over and sat down next to Lingxi, but he could feel that although this girl invited him to sit, she herself was very nervous, so nervous that the hands on her knees could not stop clenching and clenching.

His eyes darkened, but he soon smiled.

He took a deep breath and said in a lazy voice: "The sea of flowers really deserves its name, even the air is full of flowers, I want to write it on the travel column of the newspaper, I believe that people who read the newspaper will want to come here."

His words made Lingxi feel novel, and she turned her face to look at him.

The man looked to be about thirty years old, with short curly brown hair, fair skin, and purple decorations on his eyes.

He seems to have a good temper and a gentle personality, and even his smile has the temperature of melting ice and snow.

For a moment, Reihi seemed to see Kakashi's shadow in him, which soothed her originally tense mood, and her clasped hand relaxed.

The man also noticed that Lingxi had a sticky gaze, he turned his face sharply to look at her, and asked her generously, "Why are you looking at me like this, you seem to like me very much, but we only met on the first day today, didn't we?" These

words were simply a question that could not be answered at all for Lingxi, her white face turned red suddenly, and her hands waved vigorously.

"No, no, don't get me wrong, I... I was just...... Just think you're a lot like someone I know, that's all. The

man raised an eyebrow, and he pouted, neither saying to believe nor not to believe.

Lingxi stared at his face nervously, afraid that he would not believe it, and continued: "What I said is true, it's really a bit like, uh... It may be a feeling, or rather..." Seeing

Lingxi's red face trying to explain, the man grinned at her, and his voice was unusually gentle, "Don't be nervous, I'm joking." "

Whew..." Lingxi turned her face and exhaled, she felt that this person was really strange, and she teased people the first time they met.

Before she could catch her breath, she heard the man continue.

"In other words, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Skya, and I'm a journalist."