Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

Madara flew towards Kamui with an eye knife and asked clearly, "What's wrong with his eyes?"

Kamui sneered, "It's Hei Jue's conspiracy."

Madara narrowed his eyes slightly, and kept glancing back and forth between Kamui and Nagato's faces, and finally locked on Kamui's face.

He knew that this little guy obviously knew more than he did, but he just didn't tell himself and just deceived him.

Kamui smiled awkwardly. No matter when he faced Madara, he was always a little scared for no reason.

"Sit down quickly, sit down quickly, I'll pour hot tea for you to drink. You must be very tired after a long journey, drink to relieve fatigue." Kamui hurriedly went to the low table in the corner to pour a cup of tea and handed it to Madara's hand attentively.

It's hard for Madara to have an attack when outsiders are around. He can teach her whatever he wants after returning to Konoha, but now that he's outside, he still has to give her some face.

Nagato has never been able to recover from the surprise of seeing another pair of samsara eyes. Kamui said that there is another pair of samsara eyes in this world, and it is in Uchiha Madara's eyes. If this is the case, then the person he is seeing now Is he the legendary Shura Uchiha Madara from the ninja world?

However, judging from the information obtained previously, Uchiha Madara is already very old, but the man in front of him is very young, only about 40 or [-] years old. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't match up with the information.

Madara took a few sips of tea and looked at Nagato again, who had not spoken a word. There was contempt and disgust in his eyes, but also a hint of amusement. Such a disrespectful look was nakedly displayed in front of Nagato, without any hiding.

Strong people never bother to hide those false things, and show whatever they have, the truth is embarrassing.

Kamui once said that his eyes were transplanted by the Black Zetsumen when he was a child. These are not his original eyes. That's why Uchiha Madara looks at him with such contempt, right?

One is an eye transplanted by someone else, and the other is an eye opened by himself. It seems reasonable for him to look down on himself.

Sure enough, after a while, Madara spoke again.

He looked into Nagato's eyes and asked Kamui next to him, "Is this the impostor?"

The words were said so bluntly that Nagato felt as if someone was stabbing his heart with a needle. His hands on the quilt clenched into fists involuntarily, but he still restrained himself.

Although the other party was very rude, he could not feel the slightest malice.

"Nissan, what you said is too much."

Are you speaking for that kid?

Madara glanced at Kamui displeasedly, and Kamui immediately acted like a quail and did not dare to utter a sound, but his unconscious flat mouth revealed his dissatisfaction.

Did he call him brother?

Nagato looked at Kamui unexpectedly, as if trying to find an answer, but Kamui didn't look at him.

The glass that showed off his power was empty, so he immediately refilled it in a ruthless manner. In order to ease the weird atmosphere, he asked casually: "No one noticed that you left the village, right?"

Madara snorted, "Like you, I left a clone at home. Even if that guy stared at me, he probably wouldn't have noticed. I changed my appearance and disappeared, so it's not easy for him to notice."

Thinking of Madara's appearance when they first met, Kamui nodded and said with a smile, "Nisan is more thoughtful and cautious about things."

"If you're trying to flatter me, please save it. To deal with something as big as Hei Jue, you actually want to do it secretly by yourself. Who gave you the courage?"

"Because Nissan, you don't like Hei Zetsu and don't want to meet him, so I..." Saying this, Kamui looked a little aggrieved.

Nagato looked at Kamui in astonishment, he... he was acting coquettishly, right?

Kamui has never shown such a look in front of him...

Madara frowned and stared at Kamui's face for a while. He sighed helplessly and said in a deep voice: "We will talk about these things later. The reason why you asked me to come is because you are sure of victory, right?"

Shenwei nodded hurriedly and smiled, "I would also like to thank Nisan for teaching me well and helping me gain a lot of skills. Don't worry about other Nisan. Everything I need you to help me is written in the letter. Since you are here , so that means..."

As Kamui spoke, he kept glancing into Madara's arms, as if he wanted to see through the clothes to see what was hidden inside.

Madara glared at him rudely, flicked his sleeves, and saw a transparent glass bottle slipping out.

Madara took the glass bottle in his hand and raised it. Under the light, he could see it very clearly.

The bottle was filled with an unknown transparent liquid, and a pair of eyeballs with eyeballs were soaked in the liquid.

Kamui tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise crazily, while Nagato's eyes widened in shock.

"This is..." He made the first sound since Madara arrived here.

Madara looked at him, smiled contemptuously, and said in a rather cold voice, "Huh, you read that right, these are a pair of eyes. If they are put into your eyes, you won't become blind."

Nagato couldn't digest Madara's words for a while. He didn't trust Madara. He only believed in Kamui, so he turned to look at Kamui, his eyes full of questions.

Kamui walked over and knelt down beside him. He patted Nagato on the shoulder and said softly: "I have thought about it for several days. No matter what, I don't want to see you become a blind man who can't see anything. I can't do it either." Just find someone to kill and steal the eyes of the killed person for you to use, so..."

"So, you really gave it back to me?"

"Well," Kamui nodded, he smiled: "Although the Sharingan is not as powerful as the Rinnegan, it is easier to control than the Rinnegan, and it also consumes less chakra, even if When you use the power of the Sharingan later, you don’t have to worry about making yourself weak like the Rinnegan.”

Nagato probably knew why Madara disliked him from the first moment he saw him. Not only did he have the transplanted Rinnegan, but he would also soon transplant the Sharingan that the Uchiha clan was proud of. He was indeed qualified. Not happy.

"So, you are from Konoha?"

At this time, Nagato suddenly said this, making Kamui stay in place. After a few seconds passed, he nodded silently.

Nagato looked at his face with complicated eyes.

He had a question in his mind, but he couldn't ask it no matter what. He frowned and lowered his eyes, not wanting to look at Shenwei's face again.

My heart ached uncomfortably, and my thin body couldn't stop shaking slightly.

Biting his lower lip with his teeth, Nagato was restraining his random thoughts.

The atmosphere suddenly became anxious, Madara watched coldly, and Kamui let out a long sigh.

"That night I asked you what kind of person I was, and you said I wasn't a bad person, Nagato, but what about now?"

His lower lip was bleeding from biting it, and the blood dyed his lips red, with a beautiful broken look.

"It doesn't matter whether I'm from Konoha, Amegakure, or from any village. What I do has nothing to do with who I am, it has to do with my purpose."

"..."

"I can swear with everything I have that the purpose is true. I didn't lie to you on this point."

"..."

"Then are you still willing to replace your eyes?"

What's the point of being willing or not? I don't have the ability to refuse at all. There is not only Kamui sitting across from me, but Uchiha Madara.

If he could definitely defeat Kamui and keep these eyes, then he had no chance of winning in front of Uchiha Madara.

Moreover, Nagato knew very well that he would not take action against Kamui.

"Yes," he said calmly, "I have longed for myself to have a pair of ordinary eyes since a long time ago. I am afraid of the power of the reincarnation eye and cannot control these eyes, so I don't want it."