Miss Konoha Hinata is a master of martial arts

Chapter 232 236: The Will of Frost
People in the picture of gradually losing their spirits or maintaining that demeanor forever, they came out!

At this point their fear could not even be suppressed!

At the same time, Hinata seemed to feel something, and she directly saw the pictures in these people's minds!And the source of their fear.
Those pictures are actually not that emotional for Hinata.

But Hinata smiled knowingly.

The Frost Fairy Chakra, along with where the eyes look, refers to Itachi's Amaterasu.

Condensate chakra, then release it on the side of the eyes, release it with sight.
"hiss!"

A strange feeling came over him, as if he was walking forward, even took a step, but was pushed from behind, his steps became chaotic, and his original deeds gradually became chaotic.

All in all, the creation of Xianshu failed this time.

But the battle is still going on, and Hinata is almost instinctive, combining fists and body movements, all exerting strength, turning into a swimming dragon.

Every punch and kick carried extremely terrifying power, defeating these people steadily.

Blinking his eyes, the chakra that had been washed away after the failure directly re-condensed, and even unconsciously, a line of blood and tears flowed down his cheeks from the corner of his eyes.

"Om~"

While conceiving in her mind and casting spells with her eyes at the same time, the people present in the extreme north felt that a picture gradually appeared in her mind.

Just like just now, Hinata's avatar began to gradually emerge from the ice, those memories were frozen and left in place, and the scenes that I don't know whether it was when I was young or young began to revive.

Those people held out their hands, and they started walking towards themselves.

Their eyes full of brilliance are strangely lifeless
Are they alive or dead?He was obviously dead, but why did he come out again at this moment? !They are approaching!

The frosty cold wind, accompanied by the young ignorance at that time, and the uncomfortable feeling all over the body, as if the feeling of nausea hit, the world was spinning, as if I was in the same state when I saw this picture at that moment.

What will it be like then?

Anxiety, panic, and unknown emotions filled the brain.

Many people in the extreme north lost their ability to attack directly under the attack of this inexplicable scene.

Originally, they were attacking the Konoha Barrier while defending against the attacks launched by the Konoha Village ninjas in the Barrier, but now, with the ninjas in the extreme north, they gave up the attack.

Even the big leader stagnated strangely, his wrinkled face was full of convulsions and ferocity.

It seems to be resisting something, and it seems to be meditating.

With the appearance of such a scene, everyone in Muye Village looked at each other one after another, and then launched an attack!
All kinds of ninjutsu flew, and a series of ninjutsu such as wind, fire, thunder, and earth smashed out, and the opponent suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

"Boom!"

There was a sound like an explosion, and then a wave of waves struck.

The strong wind rolled up by the fluctuations blew the big chief's cheeks, and for a moment, a sliver of clarity appeared in his originally cloudy, but at the same time confused eyes, and he woke up.

But even after waking up, the scene that seemed to be vivid just now and the goosebumps all over his body, and the panic all over his body still affected him enough.

So much so that now, although he is awake, his mind is still a little unclear, but the picture in front of him allows him to see clearly.

The flames of war are in full swing, and the opponent's attacks are coming again and again.

The big leader realized that the situation in front of him was not good, but his whole body was a little numb.

Until a group of flames rushed to his side.

His chaotic mind immediately became a little bit clearer, as if something was occupying the high ground.

"Big boss be careful!"

Immediately, the next moment, a young man in Beidi costume rushed up, and a flying pounce protected him.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

"cough!"

A series of sounds came out, the young man's body trembled unceasingly, the warmth of blood accompanied by the impact of the surrounding sounds, and the recognition of the scene in front of him made the big leader suddenly wake up.

"My child! My child! Are you alright?" The chief's eyes widened, and he looked at the boy who was protecting him in front of him.

"I didn't." While the boy was speaking intermittently, his eyes widened and his pupils gradually dilated.

As soon as his hands went limp, he stopped breathing immediately, and his body temperature gradually dropped.

The big boss is awake, completely awake!

Holding the boy in front of him away, the big leader stood up hesitantly, and stared blankly around.

At this moment, it is still a series of wars.

"Children! Children! Wake up! The storm is over! It's over!"

The voice rang out, as if it would always appear in every cold winter. Mind leads us forward.

Whenever everyone can't hold on, there will always be a familiar face in front of them. This face will grow old with time, or it will become another face and person to replace him, but this voice and this voice Everyone understood the meaning behind it in an instant.

This is the leader calling!
When you can't hold on, he will smile and stuff you with a congealed ice cube. The ice cube is frozen with snow milk. It's not very delicious, but looking at his simple and kind With a smile, I always think that if I persevere, I can start a stable life, and I can lie in the tent and sleep comfortably.

As a result, the feet, which were sore and even frozen to the point of being unconscious, began to move again tremblingly, with the purpose of moving forward, which had become their tradition.

Even the bravest warriors in the Far North couldn't admit frankly that they were not afraid of storms and frost. Their fears existed, and they admitted their fears decisively and positively.

And when the children asked, "Why are you afraid to continue? Can't you escape?", the warriors would look at the figure that was not tall at all, and even a little rickety. It was old, but it had always existed, and it had always led them. The figure walking down.

"I don't know. Probably, there will always be someone leading us down the road, resisting all the frosts at the forefront, and looking for the most suitable path for us. Although it may not be correct, but he is also facing it."

The boy lying on the ground had lost his breath, but his bright eyes were filled with peace of mind.

If at this moment, he can say the last sentence, it must be: "Great, the chief is fine, he will continue to lead us down the road"

Voices and figures guide the lost lambs towards dawn in the snow and cold winter.

(End of this chapter)