Konoha’s Sealing Fire

In the dark space of the underground, White Zetsu dropped a thirteen four years old Sao year on the ground, said with a smile: “Master, the person you want, found! Hehe, this guy’s physique is very special, on the transplant Any organization on your body will not be rejected, and it will meet your requirements.”

“Yes.” The old Uchiha Madara eyes opened the eyes, and the evil eyes-power, like a stormy wave, instantly awakened the fainting years on the ground.

“Who? Where is this? Who are you? What are you doing? Let me go!” The rise of one’s head out of fear, then he saw a pair of blood-color Three-Tomoe Sharingan, instantly the whole person Not good, “good beauty…”

“Tell me your name.” Uchiha Madara slowly started to talk, the sound is hoarse.

“Sharingan, are you Uchiha Clan?” Sassy’s greedy eyes gazed at Uchiha Madara’s eyes and kept swallowing.

Third Shinobi World War Although it is a ninja war between Five-Great Hidden Villages, it has a great impact on the general public.

Like the Battle of Kikyo Pass and the Battle of Kannabi Bridge, not only the ninja, but the ordinary people are also rumored to be rumored.

As a rogue-ninja, Idol of Sao, is a great glory in the Battle of Kikyo Pass… Uchiha Fuko!

“It’s a good look.” Uchiha Madara looks-at the greed in his eyes, revealing a disdainful smile.

“No, I…no.” Sao asked for a year, and he was busy pressing the greed in his eyes and said, “My name is a letter.”

“Letter?” Uchiha Madara squinted. “In the future, you will live in Ninja World under my name.”

“Ah?” Letter a confused face.

“My name is Uchiha Madara!”

Xinyiba had two eyes, only that the name was familiar, but he couldn’t think of it.

And, let him surname Uchiha?

Is this really good?

Although it is very exciting to have a surname with Idol, but there is no Sharingan, what does this mean?

“Would you like Sharingan?” Uchiha Madara’s low, hoarse laughter sounded slowly. “If you want, my eyes will be for you!”

“Really?!” Letter instant heartbeat is like a drum, bloody on the head, excited, the whole face is full of blood.

Uchiha Madara lightly said with a smile : “Why do you like Sharingan?”

The letter is excitedly said: “Because my Idol is Uchiha Fuko, he incarnation demon in the Battle of Kikyo Pass, defeating Sand Ninja’s front, is a hero!”

“Hero? Hehehe, you are too naive, there is no hero in this world, even Uchiha Fuko, it is just an ordinary Uchiha clansman.” Uchiha Madara indifferently said.

“Ordinary? Nonsense! He is Uchiha Clan’s super genius!!!” The letter is called Idol crazy.

“You don’t believe it?” Uchiha Madara seduce. “It’s you, as long as you transplant the Sharingan, you can easily defeat him.”

“What are the jokes, me, how can I…”

The letter stared wide-eyed, with disappointing excitement in the words. “You, do you really want to give Sharingan to me? I… Is this true? You didn’t lie to me?”

“As long as you are obedient.” Uchiha Madara chuckled.

“Listen, I must listen, I promise to listen to you.” The letter is not excited, Sharingan, you have to become Uchiha Clan, you can get Sharingan, you have to be as powerful as Idol!

The heart of the letter is full of happiness!

“Even let you kill Uchiha… Fuko?” Uchiha Madara said.

The letter is startled, and the rays of light in the eyes flash, seemingly struggling.

Refuse.

Will you be killed?

Even if you don’t get rid of it, you will be driven away, and then continue to be in the various country as the rogue year rogue-ninja, hungry stopped, struggling in the mire, sinking in the dark, then looking up at the aloof and remote Uchiha Fuko ……

No, I don’t want to!

The greedy moment in the letter of mind is filled by the infinite desire.

I want to become Uchiha, I want to go beyond Uchiha Fuko, I want, I want to kill him, become the most expert of Uchiha Clan! ! !

“I promised, I promise you!!” letter breathing heavily, hands clenched, determined to fly into the sky and the sun side by side.

“It’s a smart child.”

Uchiha Madara eyes slightly narrowed , three-tomoe in the pupils slightly turned, the letter fainted to the ground.

“Master, how?” White Zetsu asked with a smile.

Uchiha Madara closed his eyes and said: “Extreme worship is a mad shackle. It is indeed a very sharp blade, but it is easy to cut yourself.”

“Master, your time is running out.” White Zetsu squatted.

“hmph, shut up!”

“Yes.”

Uchiha Madara slowly paced and said: “If you want to control him, it is not enough to rely on you.”

White Zetsu twitched his lips, he thinks he is awesome, nothing is he can’t do it.

Uchiha Madara looks-at White Zetsu, the heart of the single thoughts slowly, that is to create another one with his own Willpower…

……

At the same time, Fuko came to Land-of-Rice Fields with Super Round Dance Second-Style.

Land-of-Rice Fields is a small country bordering Konoha. The economy is underdeveloped. There is no Ninja Village. Daimyo is greedy. It can be said that it is a very small country with no future.

But there are disputes in the small country, there are also interests, there are ninja, of course, there is more ubiquitous black market.

Yakushi-Kabuto is ’employed’ in a group of rogue-ninja, who is responsible for hooking the orphan of Land-of-Rice Fields and then selling it to Land-of-Fire.

Of course, this group of rogue-ninja is also employed by Land-of-Rice Fields Daimyo, which is considered to be a royal businessman, and the sale is quite large.

“Lord Daimyo, this is the profit of last month.”

Rogue-ninja leader Chiba waved, a 7 years old boy with a rounded eyes held up in a wooden box and handed it to Daimyo respectfully.

Daimyo took it and opened it. It was all 10,000 yuan in paper money.

“hahaha, worthy-of is Lord Chiba, who can make such a big profit every year for Land-of-Rice Fields. Thank you very much, hahaha.” Daimyo looked at the boy in glasses and boasted, “This Child is good, haha.”

“Don’t look at his young age, but a genuine ninja.” Chiba blames said with a smile, “otherwise it will not absorb him into our organization.”

“Hello, Daimyo, I am a pocket.” The little face is tight and respectful.

“Don’t be nervous, I am not a tiger to eat, hahaha!” Daimyo saw a ninja who was afraid of herself, couldn’t help but laugh, and while ignoring her pocket, she also gave birth to other thoughts, thinking: Perhaps, I can take it for my own use, cultivate from childhood, and let him be his most loyal minion!

So he said: “His Chiba, the monthly profit, let the bag come over, this little thing will not bother you.”

Chiba’s mouth showed a strange smile: “Of course, this is a privilege, right?

Take a look at Daimyo, who laughs a lot, then look at Chiba, who has a strange smile, and think of his mission. I just think that the whole person is going to collapse.

“Yes, I, I will be able to complete the mission!”