Reborn Naruto: Starting with its own system

Naruto shook his head slightly to indicate that he was fine, his expression solemn yet with a hint of relief, he said in a deep voice: "The evil god is dead, and can no longer bring disaster to the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaohui, who was hiding in the bushes, rushed out as if he had mustered up his courage.

Before, he saw with his own eyes Kimimaro holding his brother. The powerful and oppressive Kimimaro made Xiaohui's body seem to be nailed to the spot by fear, and he dared not move at all.

Every urge to rush out was suppressed by the surging fear.

And now, seeing Naruto returning from the cave, that familiar figure, that figure that seemed to be shining, made Xiaohui's heart, which had been hanging in the air, instantly feel at ease.

Xiaohui's eyes were red, and his voice was trembling with excitement, "Brother Naruto, you really rescued my brother!"

His eyes eagerly passed over Naruto and looked at his younger brother in Kimimaro's arms. Every movement revealed his concern for his relatives and his deep gratitude to Naruto.

Naruto looked at Xiaohui and gave him a warm smile before taking the child from Kimimaro's hands.

A stream of spiritual power poured into his body, and as the spiritual power was input, the child's eyes opened slightly.

There was confusion in his eyes at first, as if he had just awakened from endless darkness, and then a look of surprise appeared. He recognized Xiaohui and weakly called out "Brother".

Xiaohui rushed forward and hugged his brother tightly, tears streaming down his face.

Naruto looked at the two brothers hugging each other and smiled with relief.

He knew that although this battle with the evil god was difficult, the scene at this moment made it all worth it.

Kimimaro stood silently by, a trace of warmth arose in his heart, and his cold face softened a little.

At this time, Sasuke asked doubtfully: "Naruto, do you know the details of this evil god?"

Naruto thought for a moment after hearing what Sasuke said, and then he sighed leisurely: "They are not from this world. What I just killed was just one of his clones. If I am right, he should exist in the same world as Yaowang Palace."

Sasuke frowned, "Then we must prepare early. If his true form attacks, it will probably cause unimaginable disasters."

Naruto nodded slightly, without commenting.

After resolving this matter, Naruto took a few people to make a barbecue in the forest.

Naruto couldn't help but laugh as he watched Xiaohui and his brother wolfing down their food.

The laughter echoed in the forest, carrying with it a sense of ease and joy.

Sasuke ate quietly on the side, glancing at Naruto from time to time, his eyes less cold than before.

Kimimaro looked at everyone silently. Although he didn't show much expression, he could feel the warmth of the atmosphere.

Xiao Hui ate while mumbling: "Brother Naruto, this is the most delicious barbecue I have ever eaten!"

His brother also nodded vigorously.

Naruto smiled and handed over a few more pieces of grilled meat, saying, "Eat slowly, don't choke, there's still a lot."

The firelight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, falling on everyone in a mottled manner, as if adding a warm filter to this beautiful moment.

A few days later, Naruto brought the two little guys back to his original home.

Although Naruto brought back Xiaohui's younger brother, which made the family feel a little reunited, the worry that was shrouded in their hearts like a haze did not diminish at all, because their father was never found.

There was often a flash of loss in Xiaohui's eyes. His younger brother was still young and didn't quite understand the severity of this, but he could feel his brother's low mood and became a little taciturn.

Naruto saw it, but could do nothing about it.

But the moment they opened the door, a figure suddenly appeared sitting in the corner of the room.

Xiaohui was first surprised, then shocked, and then surprised. Endless tears burst out from his eyes. His lips trembled, and he seemed to want to say something, but his throat was choked by excitement.

When the figure saw the few people, he was stunned at first, then his eyes became red. He slowly stood up and opened his arms.

Xiaohui couldn't bear it anymore, he rushed over, hugged his father tightly, and kept shouting "Dad".

The younger brother was a little confused, but when he saw his brother like this, he also ran over and hugged his father.

Naruto stood at the door with a relieved smile on his face.

Then the three of them slowly walked out of the room, leaving this precious moment of reunion to the father and his two sons.

Naruto closed the door gently and continued on their journey with Sasuke and Kimimaro.

The sunlight shone on them, as if they were covered with golden armor.

Naruto looked back at the house, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He knew that there was a warm story left there.

Sasuke looked at Naruto and teased, "Why, you can't bear to let them go?" Naruto smiled and said, "I just hope they can always be happy like this."

Kimimaro walked silently, his eyes determined, "We also have our own way to go."

Somewhere in the Land of Ghosts, there is an underground palace. Five figures, one black and four white, appear at the entrance of the palace.

At this moment, the black figure suddenly waved his hand, and four black tentacles stretched out from his body. These tentacles seemed to have life and went straight into the back of the necks of the four white figures.

Then, the four white figures seemed to gain some kind of power.

He paused and immediately launched an attack on the guards at the entrance of the underground palace.

The sudden attack caught the guards off guard.

The attacking ninja was like a ghost in the dark night, his movements were swift and fierce.

Each of their ninjutsu and kunai carried a fierce murderous intent, and their moves were coordinated with great tacit understanding, as if they were killing machines that had been rehearsed countless times.

On the other hand, the guards' vigilance had long been worn out in this peaceful environment all year round.

Their eyes were filled with fear, their bodies were stiff with tension, and they could barely hold the weapons in their hands in the panic.

Faced with the ferocious enemies, they were so clumsy that they could hardly defend themselves, let alone organize an effective counterattack.

Some guards were hit by the ninja's jutsu just as they raised their weapons;

Some had their throats cut by sharp blades before they could even call out to their companions.

Blood spread on the ground, and the shadow of death quickly covered the entire entrance to the underground palace.

His crazy smile looked particularly eerie in the dim light, as if the bloody scene before him was the most exciting show he had ever seen.

Every scream and every sound of the knife entering the flesh were like beautiful notes that intoxicated him.

At this moment, the four white figures became more and more crazy in the killing, their movements were almost mechanical, and there was only the desire to kill in their eyes.

The guards' resistance became increasingly weak, the ground was littered with broken limbs, and blood gathered into dark red streams.