Naruto: Sakura Blizzard

Three generations came over with a pipe in their mouths and smiled. His own son didn't use it very much, and he hasn't been able to find a grandson or granddaughter for him. Now it's pretty good to recognize a granddaughter across the world.

"Now, in the future, this will be your father Sarutobi Asma and your grandpa, Naruto Sarutobi!"

The sixth generation of Naruto Kakashi took the opportunity to introduce the third generation and Asma, and finally broke free from the contemptuous sight of Sakumo Hagiki.

"Eh, father and grandpa?!"

Sarutobi Miku inherited from her mother’s wine-red pupils. There is a little confusion. Before she was born, her father had already passed away. Not to mention, Grandpa passed away earlier. In her life for so many years, she has never The experience of getting along with my father or grandfather.

"The future? It's me and Hong's daughter..."? !

In the end, before the word ‘?’ could be spoken, Asma saw the future of Sarutobi, and for a moment, the originally cheerful expression completely froze on his face.

"Asma, are you too happy to see your daughter?!"

Three generations shook their heads with a smile, and said: "This is the first time I became a father. I think I was also..."

Sandai's words can't be said anymore, looking at Sarutobi Miku's familiar face, Sandai's originally smiling expression instantly collapsed.

"Huh? Three generations of adults, Asma, what's the matter with you? Why are your faces so strange?!"

The sixth generation of Naruto Kakashi didn’t understand why these two men had such a **** expression. He only thought that they were over-excited. At the moment, he couldn’t help but shook his head with a dumb smile, and said to Yuri Hong, “Red, look. I am very excited to come to Asma to meet your two daughters!"

Yurihong ignored the ridiculous tone of the sixth generation of Hokage Kakashi, but walked in front of Sarutobi Miku and looked at her with surprise.

"Are you called the future?" A strange feeling suddenly rose in Yurihong's heart. It was a feeling called blood connection.

"Speaking of which, your eyes look a lot like me, they are both wine red!"

Sarutobi Miku touched the corner of her eyes. Indeed, her eyes were perfectly inherited from her mother, and they were all wine-red like rubies.

"This kid..."

At this moment, Qianshoujian walked over with a frown, looked at Asma, and then at Sarutobi Miku, "Monkey, this is your granddaughter? Why does it look like the boy Shishui? !"

As soon as the words of the Senshoushouman fell, the surrounding atmosphere fell silent for an instant. As the instigator of this confession, the sixth generation of Naruto Kakashi subconsciously looked at Sarutobi Miku, then turned his head and glanced at where and Terumi Mei was chatting in a low voice, and the smile on his face instantly stiffened.

The sixth generation of Naruto Kakashi: "..." mmp, it's over, do you think there is a story in it?

"This should be just a coincidence..."

Shishui looked at Sarutobi Miku's face, and the corners of his eyes suddenly twitched. This coincidence seemed a bit too much.

"Coincidence?!" A cold light flashed in Terumi Ming's eyes that were not covered by hair, and his fingernails gently slid back and forth at the position of the aorta on Shishui's neck. "Why don't I believe it a little bit?!"

"This is really a coincidence!" Shishui didn't know how to explain it. As for the similarity of the two faces between him and Sarutobi Miku, who would believe that it didn't matter? !

"This girl is the child of Asma and Hong. I can only say that she has a face when she looks like it. After all, the world is so big, and strangers who look alike are not uncommon..."

Zhishui racked his brains to explain there, trying hard to clear the relationship, and finally made Asma's complexion a little better, and the hand of his girlfriend on the aorta of his neck was also retracted. When Zhishui thought that things were going to pass this way and he was relieved for a long time, a backhand from his best friend pierced his heart.

"Zhishui, I remember that you were dug out by Danzo and entrusted the funeral to me. When you were about to jump into the river and commit suicide, you seemed to have told me that you want me to protect Konoha's future?!"

Uchiha Itachi frowned, with a thoughtful expression on his face, but what he said from his mouth made Shisui's whole person bad.

"..." I didn't, I was wronged, I didn't mean that!

Feeling the hand that was placed on his neck again, Shisui's face not only showed a crying expression without tears, but the feeling of being stabbed in the back by his close friend was simply enough. With the knife stabbed by Uchiha Itachi, he just now After working hard for so long, the explanations are completely in vain.

"I……"

Shishui wanted to make the final struggle. He didn't want to be caught in a black pot inexplicably, especially this kind of super black pot that concerns the reputation of several people.

"No need to say anything, Uchiha Shisui..."

Asma took a deep breath, the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and teardrops could be seen faintly spinning under his eyes, and Zhishui was stopped by him just as he wanted to explain.

Shaking hands and took out two Feiyan from the ninja bag, Asma's voice was full of crying.

"Draw your sword, today, either you die or I die..."

When he said this, Asma only felt heartbroken, and a teardrop fell from the corner of his eye uncontrollably.

"Asma, are you sure you can beat Zhishui?!"

The sixth generation of Naruto Kakashi kindly reminded Asma, "With your strength, you can fight with me, you can fight with Shishui..."

Asma: "..." Heartbroken!

"Why cry?!"

Xi Rihong gave Asma a cold eye, her tone a little dangerous. "You just don't believe me?!"

"No!"

Asma put Feiyan back into the ninja bag at the fastest speed in her life, and wiped the corners of her eyes with her hands indiscriminately, revealing a jealous expression on her face.

"I just made it on an impulse!"

"You really are, it's just a face-hit incident. It scares you!"

Kozakura couldn't help rolling her eyes. These people were really enough. They made a **** face collision incident.

"Ahaha, there is no way, after all, no matter who suddenly sees a stranger who looks similar to himself, it is impossible to calm down immediately in his heart?!"

Shisui scratched his head and smirked, while quietly pulling Terumi to sit a little farther away from Asma and the others. Even if it has been clarified now, if he is still sitting there, the atmosphere will probably continue to be embarrassing. He might as well hide a little bit farther, let Asma and Hong have a good chat with Sarutobi Miku, by the way, it can also prevent Asma from carrying Feiyan to fight him desperately if he can't even think about it.