[Naruto] Can one still die without the Sharingan?

This book is fake.

She didn't have much personal experience with her father and mother's love, and she didn't have much impression of it, but she believed in it very firmly.

If there are fans of this pair of parents, then she is definitely the most staunch fan, the kind who won’t turn to fans even if the house collapses during an earthquake. She definitely didn't believe that there were other women who would look at her mother's father with that look.

Sure enough, the man was stunned.

Even if his appearance, voice, and personality are all exactly the same, his abilities cannot be copied casually. No matter how outrageous or weak, it is still a kaleidoscope.

"You've seen it a long time ago, right? Since when?" He smiled again and narrowed his eyes.

"You are very strange. You can imitate so much. You have obviously met my father." Jing raised her head, "Then, why did you find a child to play a role that cannot exist at all?"

"Is it possible that you are testing my belief in my parents' love? Is such a boring and meaningless thing worth going through such a big circle?"

"Hey, how should I put it? There are some things that you find boring, but I find them interesting." He was still smiling, and the Shuyi skin faded away from his face with bursts of light spots, and then revealed a face that seemed to be somewhere. Smiling faces I’ve ever seen.

The smiling eyes, smiling lips, smiling face, and the two red marks extending from the corners of the eyes to the corners of the mouth are him. Jing was a little surprised that she had such a deep impression on a passerby unconsciously, and she was even more surprised by the way he pretended to disappear.

light.

"Unlike the shadow clone, it seems to have turned into light."

Neji's words rang in her mind again, and alarm bells rang loudly in Jing's heart. She calmly entered fighting mode, staring at the man with a pair of green eyes.

"Actually, I'm not very familiar with your father. I've only seen him from a distance a few times." The man still talked, "That time, oh, it was the time when he tore the knife. I was watching from a distance."

"They always say that he has awakened a magnetic escape, but this statement is really nonsense. How can any magnetic escape in the world have such precise and detailed control? And Mr. Shuyi is really a pity, you know Is it? Compared with those large-scale pupil techniques and illusions, his ability consumes much less pupil power, do you know?"

As he spoke, he seemed to be excited. He raised his hands, and his squinted eyes cracked, revealing a line of blue.

"Do you know how strong your father is? He is a real artist, a murderous artist!"

The corners of his mouth raised higher and higher, and he walked towards Jing step by step with his hands open. Strangely enough, Jing couldn't feel a trace of chakra fluctuations from his body, but his existence was very much like those terrifying giant Buddhas in the Tantric religion with three heads and six arms, holding bowls with human heads and eating human blood and flesh. The man came closer step by step, and an overwhelming sense of suffocation swept over her, and she could hardly help but take a step back.

"A needle, do you know how to use a needle to kill someone? Do you know how to use a needle to make a person incapacitated? I don't know, but Mr. Shuyi, he can do it all."

You must know that people will adapt to the environment, and the suffocation caused by this situation is also the same. If you suffocate and suffocate, you can breathe normally. Just like she is now. Jing is a little confused now and doesn't understand the situation. She has often been confused recently. And now she not only doesn't understand the situation, she also thinks that this person may have a serious illness. She stared at the other person, trying her best to suppress the impulsive look in her eyes that looked like a fool.

You call this unfamiliar? You know, she is his daughter, his biological daughter. Just what he said about eye power, fineness, and other messy things that even she couldn't explain clearly, are you just going to say this? Do you still call this unfamiliar?

Jing searched carefully from her narrow knowledge base, and couldn't find anyone who could match him, whether it was from the Handbook of Celebrities from Various Countries or the Collection of Konoha Rebellious Ninjas.

What is this person doing? Where did it come from?

Could it be that this man was actually beaten by his father one day and then awakened strange attributes...?

This guy was really comparable to the original Longquan. He kept praising Shuyi all the time, so much that Jing was stunned. She felt that he was not her idiot father at all. But she didn't know what to say, so she just listened quietly, even wanting him to say more, say more, and say more.

After all, there is a universal formula called, villains die from talking too much.

"Well, actually, I'm really not very familiar with Mr. Shuyi." The guy finally said that it was almost done, and held up his turban with his hand, "We only met once, but I was more curious, so I learned more about him. It’s really a pity for him, no matter from every aspect.”

He suddenly tapped his left foot and came behind her at a strange speed that Jing had never seen before.

Fortunately, her reaction was not slow, and she held his hand with a short knife. But that hand didn't have much strength, and it was obvious that it wasn't meant to attack.

"Actually, I just want to see you this time." He didn't care about this defensive gesture and still smiled lightly.

"I have been paying attention to you for a long time, my sister's child."