Naruto Ninja Master

Wuchen looked suspiciously at the three generations of old tears, and involuntarily a doubt rose in his heart, trying to recall the information about the Uchiha mirror in his previous life, but he did not remember that this guy had a kaleidoscope writing wheel eye.

"However, it is also a direct disciple of the second-generation Hokage. It is not difficult to open the kaleidoscope writing wheel."

Suddenly I remembered that Uchiha Mirror was a direct disciple of Qianshou Tobirama. It was relieved to say that Uchiha Mirror could open a kaleidoscope without dust. As the saying goes, the person who knows him best is often the enemy. Qianshou Tobirama is thoughtful, capable, and pointed It is not impossible for the Uchiha mirror to open the kaleidoscope. Although it is contrary to common sense, it is also reasonable.

Looking at the several direct disciples of Qianshou Tobirama, all of them are peerless heroes. Uchiha mirror can open the kaleidoscope, and Wuchen is relieved when he thinks about it.

Although I don't know what will happen if the kaleidoscope is transplanted if it is not a direct descendant, it is obviously not a disadvantage to obtain a kaleidoscope for nothing.

Even if the three generations of Hokage arranged Wuchen to deal with Yanyin Village, it would not be a disadvantage.

……

Inside the mountains.

Wuchen looked at the huge environment in front of him in shock, and took a deep breath. The inside of the huge mountain was hollowed out, and it was a bright world.

Looking around, there are many special long-shaped protrusions in Wuchen, and many people's bodies are sealed on the transparent frame, which is airtight, and no one knows how long it will be preserved.

"As long as Konoha is in an unfavorable situation, these people who have died will probably be reborn directly in the way of reincarnation in the dirt..."

Looking obscurely towards the front end, Wuchen thought to himself, he had a deeper understanding of Konoha's darkness and decay, maybe one day he died in battle, and his body would be kept in this ghostly place where birds don't shit.

"It's surprising, Wuchen."

Looking at the gloomy and dust-free face, the three generations were not surprised at all. The corpse of the deceased was preserved and recycled. This extremely evil way is outrageous.

"Surprise? Wake up, silly boy, I already knew that you are not a good thing!" Wuchen slandered in his heart, and had already seen the three generations of old men very clearly.

"The powerhouses of all dynasties are kept here...including the first and second generations. When I fall one day in the future, I will also be buried here."

The three generations of Hokage explained lightly, with an unusually indifferent tone, no longer that kind and gentle look, but like a ruthless executioner, full of indifference to human life.

"I won't die, I won't be buried here, this sky is too small for me..."

Just glanced at the three-generation old man, and Wuchen knew the meaning of this old bastard. He just wanted to say that when you die in the future, you may also be preserved here.

But what surprised Wuchen was that the bodies of the first and second generations were preserved here, doesn't that mean...

"Uchiha Madara!"

Looking at the largest square bulge, it was Uchiha Madara that was sealed under the transparent frame, and Wuchen rushed over impatiently.

"Thank you for the eternal kaleidoscope... No, it's just the avatar of that old man."

Wuchen, who came back to his senses, stopped in an instant, his body froze, and only then did he realize that he was a clone of Uchiha Madara.

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Chapter 47 Xiao [First Update]

Yanyin Village Frontline Station.

The temporary tents are fully equipped. Although they are still a bit rudimentary, they have everything they should have. They are much better than Shayin Village, which is completely different.

Looking around, the location of Yanyin Village is also well-chosen, easy to defend and difficult to attack, occupying an excellent location.

"Lord Tuying, can the people of that organization really be trusted?"

Inside the tent, the light was dim, Oh Yemu was sitting on the main seat, and the ninjas below looked at him with puzzled expressions, with extremely complicated expressions.

Could it be that Yanyin Village, one of the five major countries, has fallen to the point where it can only hire rebels and ninjas to fight against the enemy country?

"Although they are all organizations formed by rebellion, they can be trusted, and we can't lose anything. I don't know the specific purpose of the other party, but they should all be a group of desperadoes for money. The ghost pushes the mill, we can win the war with a little money, and we will not suffer."

Raising his eyelids, Oh Yemu squinted his eyes and looked around at everyone. The rays of light from his eyes were very confident. He and "Xiao" had been dealing with "Xiao" for many years. The tasks he handed over to the other party were [-]% perfect.

With the dirty light, Oh Yemu raised his head and sighed, his old eyes swept over everyone, shaking his head with a little disappointment and dissatisfaction.

These young people are impetuous, obviously unmoved by the nature of war. The way of war is neither despicable nor despicable. In the final analysis, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. History is written by the winners.

"Father, will this help Zhou to abuse him?"

Onomu's son, Huang Tu, stood cautiously beside the three generations of Tuikage, and asked onomu cautiously, using only the voice that the two could hear.

The mysterious origin of Xiao is not mentioned for the time being. The worst thing is that there are many S-level rebels in this organization. If one day they tear their faces and attack Yanyin Village, they may not be able to resist them.

"Shut up, are you even questioning my decision, loess!"

Oh Yemu's face was ashen, and his red nose was even redder. The son who had always trusted him the most also jumped out at this time to sing against him, how to make him not angry.

"Get me out!"

The anxious Oh Yemu didn't save face for anyone, and directly ordered the expulsion of guests, telling everyone to get out of the way.

"Damn the loess to implicate us!"

A group of ninjas were angry and cursed in their hearts. They looked at the loess and looked gloomy, but they still rushed to leave. No one dared to provoke the authority of the old man Onomu. This old man can even make the other party get out of the fire. Don't say it. It's them.

You must know that Da Yemu in Sandyin Village has no doubts, but he is a serious dictator!

"A group of idiots, who can solve the war with just a little money, and the ninja who die in a village, which one is more cost-effective? Can't you tell the simple truth of which is more important?!"

Seeing that after everyone left, he was the only one left in the tent, and Da Yemu suddenly scolded and threw things in anger.

"Bang bang bang..."