Konoha's talent

Konoha's Innate Ability Chapter 187

Blushing, she squatted down and started to clean up.

"I'll do it." Tsunade didn't know when he had come to Silent's side, and picked up the documents on the floor.

"Yeah." Mute was a little embarrassed. She has been in a very bad state in recent days, and the anxiety in her heart can't get rid of.

She took a glass of water and sat down on a chair beside her, trying to calm herself down.

"Mute, I want to tell you a message, but I want you to stay calm, can you do it?"

Tsunade put his hands on the table and stood opposite Silent, staring into Silent eyes.

"Huh?" Silent held the cup in both hands and looked at Tsunade, she had a bad feeling.

Silent frowned and raised his head to stare at Tsunade, bright light flashing in his black and white eyes.

"Oshemaru just came to me and told me a piece of news, um, about Uchiha Saitama."

Tsunade said as he walked up to Silent.

"What then?" Mute seemed to have a foreboding what Tsunade would say next, his eyes began to flush, the hand holding the cup began to tremble, and even the water in the cup began to ripple.

"Saitama fell into a siege when he was on a mission and died in battle!"

Boom!The cup fell to the ground.

"It's not true, is it?" Silent stared at Tsunade's eyes, tears flickering.

Tsunade understands the pain of Silence at this time, after all, she has experienced this life and death twice.

He hugged the silent voice who had already started to cry, and Tsunade's face was only empathetic and lonely.

"Saitama is so good, how come?" Silent buried his face on Tsunade's chest, still couldn't believe it.

Tsunade didn't say a word, and she couldn't believe it when she knew that she was killed. After all, she was also very strong, so how could she say that she was gone.

"Stop crying, stop crying." Tsunade continued to pat the silent back like a child comforting him.

"Tsunade-sama, let's get out of here!"

After a long time, Silent raised his head, his face was full of tears and his eyes were red.

...

On a small hillside in the camp, Itachi and Zhishui are close together.

Since Shisui learned about Saitama's death, he has been sitting here, looking in the direction of Iwaguru.

There was no crying, no expression, but the aura on his body became terrible.

"I have been trying hard to catch up with you, so I can stand by side with you, but you have gone like this!"

Shisui looked at the sky as if it was Saitama.

"Aren't you talking about reviving the family? Didn't you talking about bringing Uchiha into glory again?"

Shishui muttered to himself, Itachi didn't speak any more, he knew that Shishui must be more uncomfortable than him.

The blood in his eyes flashed by, and Zhishui felt his eyes swelling and painful, as if he was overusing his eyes.

The dead are gone, the living are sad!Time hurried forward like flowing water.

Chapter 105

In the eyes of most people, Saitama's death is so sparse and ordinary, they will only regret it for a while, and there will be no more information.

After all, young people like Saitama are not a few who died on the battlefield.

Saitama is just one of the outstanding ones.

People are useless when they die.Regardless of the evaluation behind him, it actually has nothing to do with this person.

Maybe it was just evidence that he had come. After many years, people who remember him left this world, and he had nothing left.

...

Fog hidden front.

"Mute, have you considered it?" Tsunade hugged Mute and asked, lowering his head.

"Well, it doesn't make sense to stay here, I decided to go out with Tsunade-sama."

Silent's eyes are still red, but the tears on his face have been wiped away.

"Then, when the war here stabilizes, we will leave."

Tsunade patted Silent's head, and she understood how uncomfortable Silent was.

...

That unknown wasteland.

Tens or hundreds of meters down from the ground is a wide tunnel. No one knows who dug it out, and no one knows where it leads.

Tick!A drop of water fell on the ground with a faint sound, waking up a person under the faint light.

"Where is this?" Saitama's mind was very confused, he didn't seem to have changed from his previous state, the kind of unspeakable heat.

At the moment of awakening, he wanted to stand up and touch his waist subconsciously.

However, he couldn't do all this, he seemed to have only one head left.

He couldn't feel the existence of his body, his hands, feet, or even other things, he couldn't feel and control it.

After adjusting for a long time, Saitama was finally able to control the movement of his head, so he leaned his head to one side with difficulty, and he felt that there was someone there.

Suddenly, Saitama saw a pale figure, with black eyes looking at him interestingly.

Without surprise, Saitama recognized who it was at a glance.

"Are you awake?" Bai Jue squatted aside, poked Saitama's shoulder with one hand, as if curiously, then asked.

Saitama could see Bai Zetsu poke himself, but there was no reaction in his body, as if it were not his body.

Thinking of this, Saitama only noticed that his shoulders became the same as Bai Jue, pale and bloodless!

"You are all in a coma... well, I'll count it, well, it's been a few days anyway." Bai Jue said, reaching out his hand to count halfway through, and finally gave up reluctantly.

Saitama recognized that this was Bai Zetsu, but he did not speak, silently feeling the changes in his body.