Konoha Warring States Killing God

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The door to the courtyard was pushed open, and Uchiha Zou dragged his scarred body and covered in scarlet blood and walked in. As soon as he entered the door, he saw his grandfather Uchiha Feng sitting cross-legged in front of him, as if he had been waiting for a long time. .

"I'm home."

Uchiha Feng raised his head, looked at Zang up and down with his remaining one eye, and then said in a neutral tone: "Go and wash up first, and I will bandage your wound after dinner."

"Yes, Grandpa."

Uchiha Zang nodded, without saying too much, put the ninja bag and sheathed sword aside, turned and walked into the bathroom.

Looking at the figure reflected in the mirror, bright red blood spots left traces of drying on the cheeks, the kimono was in tatters, and you could smell a fishy smell when you got closer.

"hiss"

Uchiha Zang stretched out his hand to untie his kimono, and the underwear was stuck with the blood at the wound. As he pulled it, the wound that had stopped bleeding burst open again, and bright red blood dripped down his arms and legs.

Feeling the pain coming from his body, Zang's face turned pale. He didn't feel much during the battle, but now that he relaxes, he feels every wound responds with tearing pain.

He lowered his head and glanced at the wounds on his legs. One of them was particularly serious. It was a mark bitten by a certain Cang Yue Wolf with its sinister fangs. The flesh everywhere on it had disappeared, leaving only the hole, which was still bleeding bright red. of blood.

Tick

The blood flowed down the body, and the water on the ground turned scarlet. For a moment, Zang didn't dare to move randomly. He slowly placed his body in the bathtub, feeling the stinging pain from various parts, and couldn't help but feel the pain on his forehead. Sweat was shed, but all I could do was grit my teeth and persevere.

Accompanied by the hissing sound of gasping for air and the muffled sound of the wound being pulled as he moved his arm, the bathing work that could have been completed in half an hour ended up taking him an hour.

Push open the bathroom door.

Uchiha Zang was wrapped in a bathrobe, enduring the pain, and limped out. Then he walked to the table with difficulty and sat down carefully. Due to his leg injury, he naturally changed from kneeling to sitting cross-legged.

"Let's eat."

Uchiha Feng glanced at him, with an expression on his face that showed nothing, and pushed the ramen in front of Zang, with his chopsticks at the ready.

"I'm screaming"

Uchiha Zang clasped his hands and whispered something, but because the wound on his arm was pulled, he couldn't help but gasped subconsciously, but he still managed to pick up the chopsticks and started eating.

"Suck it, suck it"

Although it was inconvenient to have an injured arm, Zang still persisted and solved it with a big mouth.

The weather had started to get cooler, but there was still sweat on his forehead, which was not hot, but painful.

Uchiha Feng looked at his stubborn appearance and still showed no expression, but there was a hint of distress and worry in his eyes.

After all, Zang is less than five years old. Although his strength has reached the standard of special jonin, his body is still in the growth stage in all aspects, and this injury is inevitable. After all, on the road to becoming strong, injuries are commonplace. , which needs to be adapted.

In nearly 5 minutes, Zang finished eating the ramen, wiped the corners of his mouth, and pulled the wound again. The expression on his face was suppressed, and he gritted his teeth to keep from making a sound.

He doesn't want to be embarrassed in front of his grandfather

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p;"you"

Uchiha Feng sighed, as if he didn't know what to say. He stood up, took out the medicine prepared on the side, and began to bandage Zang carefully.

"hiss"

The medicine was sprinkled on the bandage, and as soon as it came into contact with the wound, the excruciating pain instantly made Zang's expression change. However, he still gritted his teeth and stood firm without saying a word, cheering himself up.

Uchiha Feng glanced around, and the movements in his hands were much lighter, but this pain was inevitable. In order to prevent Zang from continuing to hurt, the bandaging movements were still very fast.

"Okay, just stay at home honestly for the next few days and wait until the injury heals."

Uchiha Feng arranged the medicines, looked down at the tightly wrapped Zang, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Grandpa, it's not like I have a broken bone, why did you bandage me like this?"

Uchiha Zang moved his arms and looked at himself who was almost wrapped into a mummy shape, feeling speechless for a while.

It's just a few minor injuries. With such a bandage, it looks like he will be disabled for life. Even if you don't worry, you don't have to worry about it.

"cough cough"

Uchiha Feng looked at his protesting grandson, looking up and down at his masterpiece. His old face couldn't help but blush. He coughed slightly with embarrassment and said, "Grandpa, aren't you worried about you? Don't run around these days, you know. Yet"

"understood"

With the bandage like this, even if you want to run around, you can't.

Uchiha Zang murmured in a low voice, then tried his best to stand up from the ground, limping back and forth, feeling extremely awkward.

Uchiha Feng looked at Zang who was practicing his walking posture back and forth, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal memories. Zang, who was only a few months old, learned to climb and walk like this under his guidance. Now, time flies, and almost five years have passed. .

"Time waits for no one"

Uchiha Feng sighed with a complicated emotion. He also thought about the time when Zang learned to run for the first time when he was a child, and he fell down and bled. At that time, he cried so much that he couldn't stop the tears.

Now his injuries are much more serious than before, and he has not shed a single tear. He has indeed grown up.

Uchiha Feng touched the beard on his chin and the increasing wrinkles on his face, and sighed again. He was getting older, and both his physical fitness and strength had declined significantly.

The squeezing of his potential as a child and the hidden wounds accumulated over the years have also been triggered. Maybe in a few years, his strength will rapidly decline to an unimaginable level.

Rotten old trees cannot hold up the sky.

If Zang does not work hard to improve his strength at this time, the elders in the group will not be merciful when he falls. Zang, who is weak and young, may not be able to escape the fate of being sent to the battlefield.

Uchiha Zang didn't know what kind of difficulties he would face in the future. He was still limping around, looking away from the scabbard on the side, then turned to look at his grandfather, and said with a smile: " Grandpa, my knife is broken, please help me buy a good knife, preferably one made of chakra conductive concentrate."

"Oh, a long knife made of chakra conductive concentrate"

Uchiha Feng came back from his thoughts, with a look of surprise on his face, then stood up and walked over to pull out the long knife. Looking at the blood stains and cracks on it, he nodded and said: "The life of this knife is almost over. Although the chakra conduction Concentrate is relatively scarce, but it is not too difficult for us Uchiha."