Naruto God Tree Arrives

At six o'clock in the afternoon, it was already dark, and an eight-year-old boy was walking alone on a deserted street.

The boy's face was pale, his steps were sloppy, his brows were filled with fatigue, and his stern expression exuded a cold temperament that would keep strangers away from him.

The little figure was obviously exhausted, but he still straightened his back and walked stubbornly alone on the deserted street, looking lonely and pitiful.

A few months ago, he was a quiet and well-behaved child. Although he was a little introverted and shy, he was definitely not as sinister and fierce as a little wolf now.

The boy had a seemingly happy family. His parents were both jounin of the Star Ninja Village and were regarded as heroes.Although he didn't say it, he felt deeply proud every time he saw other ninjas respectfully calling their parents "sir".

He has determined since he was a child that he must become a hero like his parents when he grows up!So despite his mother's strict requirements for him, he is still very obedient and stays at home to practice hard, rarely going out to play with his peers.

Even though the training was very hard and his parents often went out on missions and could not often take care of themselves at home, he still persisted and learned to take care of himself. He never had any complaints and felt that he was very happy because his parents were heroes and his peers The eyes looking at him were full of envy.

However, a great change not long ago completely destroyed the boy's small happy world, causing him to fall from the paradise of happiness to the hell of despair.

A few months ago, his parents, who had only been at home with him for a few days, left home again to go on a mission.

Before leaving, his mother unusually spoke a lot to him, and her attitude was particularly gentle. Even his usually taciturn father showed a kind smile.

The innocent boy didn't see anything from his parents' abnormal behavior. He only knew that the task his parents had to perform this time was very special and would take a long time, so they left themselves a large sum of money, enough to live on for several years. !

The boy knew that his parents were heroes in the village and they had important things to do when they left, so although he was very reluctant to leave, he still nodded obediently and agreed to his parents' request as usual.

"I'm the son of a hero, I'm used to it." Finally, the boy pretended to be strong and smiled.

Unexpectedly, after saying this, his smiling parents immediately changed their expressions, and then the two of them hugged him tightly in their arms, and the mother, who had always been strong, burst into tears because of this.

"Child, your parents are gone, you have to take good care of yourself!" These were the last words said by his parents before they left. The boy can still clearly recall every detail of that time.Because he knew that he might not be able to see them again for a long time, he kept that scene in his mind very seriously, which was a habit he had developed since he was a child.

But he didn't expect that this would be the last time he would see his parents.

The bad news came soon...

It was the seventh day after his parents left. That afternoon, the boy was practicing in his yard as usual. Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted the boy's exercise plan.

The knocking on the door was neither urgent nor slow, nor light nor heavy, three times in succession, "dong dong dong", "dong dong dong". The boy knew that the person outside the door must not be his parents. Every time they knocked on the door, Their voices were brisk and powerful and accompanied by cheerful shouts. They were not their own friends. Their knocking on the door was urgent and heavy, as if they were bandits.

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sp; Although he judged that there was a stranger outside, the boy still stopped practicing and opened the door.

After pulling the latch and opening the door, what caught his eye was the figure of a strange male Hoshi-nin.

"What's the matter?" the sweaty boy asked breathlessly.

Although the person in front of him looked kind, the boy thought it was fake, and the pity in his eyes was more like a kind of discrimination, which made the sensitive boy feel disgusted.

"Kid, you are Xinghe, right? Are you practicing? You are really working hard... What a pity..."

Seeing the hypocritical face in front of him, Xinghe said impatiently: "If you have anything to do, just tell me, I still have to practice!"

The annoyance in the eyes of the interrupted male star nin flashed away, and he said in a slightly flirtatious tone: "Since the kid is so anxious, I will tell you straight away. This time I am here to inform you of the death of your parents!"

"What...what did you say?" Xinghe's face turned pale, his breathing became more erratic, and his heart beat faster.

Seeing Xinghe's reaction, a trace of schadenfreude flashed in the eyes of the stranger Xinghe, but he put on a heavy expression on his face: "Your parents were unfortunately killed in the war two days ago. Please express your condolences!"

Xinghe keenly caught that disgusting look, and without caring about being polite, he shouted excitedly: "This is impossible, you are a liar, right? You must be a liar!"

Faced with Xinghe's question, the strange Xingren blinked and replied without changing his expression: "Unfortunately, although things are unacceptable, I still need to ask you to calm down. This is a death notice issued by the village. You need to sign your name on it and you will get a pension every year." The strange man took out a black envelope from his arms and handed it to Xinghe.

Xinghe, who was completely emotional, grabbed the envelope and tore it into pieces without even looking at it. "You are a liar! This is all fake! Tell me! You are a liar!"

Watching Xinghe tear the envelope into pieces, the strange man no longer concealed it and sneered: "There is only one death notice. You gave up the pension yourself. You can't blame me."

Seeing the man's malicious eyes, Xinghe couldn't help the anger in his heart and punched his ugly face: "Go to hell! Liar!"

With a "bang" Xinghe was kicked by the man and flew backwards, crossed the gate, and lay on the ground.

"Kid! Do you still think that you are the young master of two Jonin masters? Now, your parents are just two shameful losers, and you are just an orphan that no one wants! Now you can calmly recognize the reality? "Looking at Xinghe lying helplessly inside the gate, Xing Nin curled his lips and mocked.

Xinghe struggled to get up from the ground despite the pain in his abdomen, and continued to rush towards the person in front of him with fierce eyes: "Shut up! My parents are heroes!"

In the end, Xinghe was still lying in the same position as last time. How could an eight-year-old boy practicing alone be the opponent of an official ninja?

But the boy got up again and again and rushed towards the liar in his mouth. He kept saying that his parents were heroes, and his angry eyes were full of blood, like a wolf that had not yet grown up.

Looking at his eyes, Strange Star couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, "Tch, I'm too lazy to argue with you, a crazy brat!"

He muttered guiltily, closed the door and left in a hurry.

The boy was left lying in the yard, crying heart-rendingly like a beast...