People in the ninja world, interpreting the coming of the myth

Byakugan observed that after Minato Namikaze and Rin Hoshinomiya had dealt with the enemy, Hinata Teru came up to them and flattered the two of them: "It's really amazing. You really killed the elite Jonin of Iwagakure Village!"

Through the performance of the two people just now, Hinata Hui realized clearly that his position in the team was just a tool used to detect enemy ninjas. Fighting should be left to the professional combatants in the team. A weak person like himself The chicken ninja just stands behind and shouts 666 to them.

After thinking about it, Hinagaki completely gave up his arrogance as a child of a wealthy family, and helped the two of them with the aftermath with a positive attitude. Namikaze Minato and Hoshinomiya Rin were not used to being overly attentive.

Namikaze Minato, who was not used to Hinata Teru's change in attitude, smiled to himself and said, "It doesn't have to be like this, Teru, the three of us are teammates."

Looking at the strange expressions of Namikaze Minato and Hoshimiya Rin, Hinata Hui scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, but still maintained a certain awe and restraint in his attitude toward the two.

This is of course, in the world of ninjas, respecting the strong has almost become an iron rule in their minds. The weak will worship and follow the footsteps of the strong.

Hinagaki knew very well that he was the only weakling and burden in the team, so hugging the thighs of Namikaze Minato and Hoshinomiya Rin was the only way to survive that was related to his own life.

Ten minutes later, after reading the information scroll from Namikaze Minato, Orochimaru sighed sincerely: "Have you solved Iwagakure's elite Jonin Black Fang? You are young and promising. That guy Jiraiya has taken on a good apprentice. .”

Orochimaru knew a little bit about the information about Black Fang, the elite jounin of Iwagakure Village. He was an experienced ninja who was proficient in Earth Release Ninjutsu. Although he was not as good as himself, he was considered to be a high-end combat power among the five major ninja villages. Thinking of dying in the hands of Namikaze Minato.

It was the first time that a 13-year-old boy killed an elite jounin from an enemy country since the village was founded in Konoha.

This talented little guy hopes to survive until the end of the war.

Orochimaru thought to himself as he recalled the faces of Namikaze Minato and Hoshimiya Rin, and thought of his dead disciple Naoki.

Orochimaru has seen too many ninjas who are known as geniuses, and has personally killed many such geniuses.

In the final analysis, only the genius ninja who can survive to the end is qualified to become a strong person, while those geniuses who die young on the road of life can only be said to be nothing more than that.

Thinking about the impact of Black Fang's death, Orochimaru said to himself thoughtfully: "But this time Black Fang's death will definitely bring a huge shock to Iwagakure, and it is estimated that a general attack will be launched against us. Let’s thoroughly explore the details of this front.”

Spreading the military map flat on the table, with the specific locations of Konoha Camp and Iwagakure Camp circled on it, Orochimaru lowered his head and thought about the next offensive layout of Iwagakure's side and how to deal with the counterattack of Iwagakure's troops.

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In a small village in Tian Country.

The raging fire was burning these houses and buildings, and the corpses of the villagers fell in a pool of blood, with the expressions on their faces still retaining the fear and confusion before death.

The ninjas of Kumogakure and Kirigakure swept through the destroyed village and left after confirming that there were no survivors.

"why?"

"We obviously didn't do anything, why did those ninja masters kill us?"

"So hateful! So painful!!!"

Under the ruins of the collapsed house, the dying boy was pressed inside by huge rocks. Blood flowed out from the wounds on his damaged body. His dull eyes revealed deep resentment and indignation, and he silently felt the passage of his life.

I don't know how long it took, but my brain gradually became drowsy. The boy's breathing gradually weakened, and I seemed to hear a strange voice coming from beside me.

"What a pitiful and stubborn little guy. He is still alive today even though the lower half of his body was crushed by rocks. Is it the resentment in your heart that is supporting you?"

He gently raised his arm and moved the big stone that was pressing on the young man away. The young man wearing white baboon skin squatted down, reached out and stroked the young man's head, with an evil smile on his lips.

"I don't want to die, please save...save me..."

The dying boy, who had only one breath left, opened and closed his mouth. He seemed to see a white figure in his blurred vision. As if grabbing a life-saving straw, he held on to the other person's hand and held on to it with all his last strength. Lili called for help to the strange figure in front of him.

Seeing the young man tightly grasping his palm, Naraku chuckled, took out a small purple jade and fed it into the other man's mouth with his own hands: "A strong desire to live and a deep hatred for the killer should be able to cultivate a A beautiful flower, I hope you won’t disappoint me.”

The dying boy who swallowed the fragments of the Four Souls Jade coughed violently, and the death energy flowing around him seemed to be attracted. It all gathered and merged into the boy's body, lifting him and suspending him in mid-air.

After taking one look at the strange changes in this young man, Naraku chuckled and left the ruined village.

"Uh...ah...ahh-"

With hatred and resentment towards the ninja, the boy widened his bloodshot scarlet eyes, let out bursts of shrill screams, and his body limbs gradually grew sharp claws like wild beasts.

"I want to live... I want revenge! Kill those damn ninjas!!!"

The blood in his body was boiling and burning, and the young man with fangs and claws roared and howled. The anger and hatred in his heart almost made him lose his mind. The corpses of the villagers in the village floated out black mist in the shape of skulls, surrounding, Wandering around the boy, he opened and closed his upper and lower jaws to let out silent roars and roars.

"Mom, Dad... where are you? I feel so uncomfortable..."

"My child, they killed my child! I hate it so much, why did this happen!"

"It's gone, gone, gone...my family, everything about me!!!"

"..."

There were faint sounds of crying and wailing from neighbors, village chiefs and children in his ears. The boy covered his ears and screamed, trying to block these sounds from entering his brain, but these whispers seemed to have magic attached to them. No matter what, will be transmitted into the depths of one's mind and soul.

buzz-

The black resentful spirit invaded the boy's body along the seven orifices, constantly tearing and piecing his soul together until it completely turned into the shape of a twisted stitch monster.

The boy slowly opened his demonic red and black eyes, with deep hatred and resentment towards the ninja, and successfully broke away from the embrace of death and returned to the world.