Naruto: Creating legends from the one-knife style

Seeing the shock in Su Tu's eyes, and hearing what Su Tu said, the vortex weaving yarn standing in front of Su Tu showed a sweet smile to Su Tu, and said softly: "Because of my out of place silver hair, so He was expelled from the family by the elders of the family."

"Whoo~"

Looking at Zhisha in front of her, she had a sunny smile on her face that warmed people's hearts, and then she listened to Zhisha's incomparably soft voice, telling an incident that seemed insignificant to herself in an understatement.

Su Tu, who was standing in front of the weaving yarn, directly poured the vortex weaving yarn into his arms.

Zhisha, who was suddenly hugged by Su Tu, stiffened slightly, and then softened.

Because, Su Tu's distressed and caring voice made her relax: "Zhisha, I will take good care of you in the future."

"I will never abandon you."

"because I like you."

Zhisha, who was held in Su Tu's arms, was slightly taken aback when he heard Su Tu's words.

Then, with the remaining left arm, he gently hugged Su Tu's back.

"Your hair is beautiful."

As he spoke, Su Tu stretched out his hand to touch Zhisha's short shoulder-length silver hair. Under the sunlight, the silver hair that Su Tu touched in his hand seemed to be shining with silver light.

And hearing Su Tu's words, the vortex weaving yarn, the delicate body lying in Su Tu's arms trembled slightly, his nose felt sore, he pushed Su Tu away, and looked at him with both eyes.

Su Tu was a little overwhelmed by this sudden change.

Looking at Zhi Ya's slightly red eyes, looking at those clear and bright eyes filled with tears, Su Tu felt panicked.

He became a little overwhelmed, he didn't know why Zhisha in front of him was so sad.

After all, from the moment they met, he had never seen Zhisha cry.

"Yes, did my actions scare you?"

"If so, I apologize to you."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hugged you suddenly and said that to you..."

Before Su Tu finished speaking, the whirlpool weaving yarn standing in front of Su Tu looked at Su Tu, and asked directly, "Do you really think my silver hair is beautiful?"

Su Tu, who heard Zhisha's words, was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the distressed girl in front of him, Sutu looked at Zhisha sincerely, and said in a very gentle voice, "Of course, your silver hair is like the night sky Above, the silver galaxy across the starry sky will make you feel immortal."

"It was given to you by the gods to make you a unique and dazzling existence among the whirlpool clan."

"Woooo~~~"

Hearing Su Tu's words, the whirlpool weaving yarn, the whole person couldn't bear it anymore, and threw himself into Su Tu's arms, hugged Su Tu tightly with the remaining left arm, and put his little head into Su Tu's arms. Tu's neck burst into tears.

The weaving yarn that has always been like a fairy, sunny, positive, and cheerful, is full of grievances and pain in the crying at this time.

Her crying is so heartbreaking, her crying is so distressing.

Chapter 121 Su Tu and Weaving Yarn!Rebirth and destruction of the country!one!

Lying in Su Tu's arms, the heart-piercing whirlpool weaving yarn hugged Su Tu tighter and tighter.

"why....."

"why....."

"Why did they abandon me and drive me out."

"Just because my silver hair is different from the red hair of the Uzumaki clan, they reject me."

"Just because I hold a head of silver hair, the elders of the Uzumaki clan say that I am a demon descended into the world, and that I am the source of disaster that will lead to the extinction of the Uzumaki clan?"

"If it wasn't for my sister Mito kneeling in the hall of elders for three days and three nights, begging to expel me."

"Then my fate is not to be expelled, but to be burned alive by them as a sacrifice to the gods."

Having said that, he held Su Tu in his arms, buried his head in Su Tu's shoulder, weaving yarn that was almost breathless from crying, and continued to sob.

Holding Zhiya in his arms, Su Tu's eyes were full of distress as he listened to her releasing her long-suppressed inner thoughts and emotions.

He reached out and placed his hand on Zhisha's back and gently stroked it, comforting her.

Then, holding the weaving shoulders with both hands, eyes full of distress and sincerity, he said softly: "Fool, in my heart, you are the sun that illuminates my world, and I am the only one who drives away the darkness in front of me. In my heart, you are My guiding light, to find my own path."

"Without you, I would have died in the slave den when I was thrown into the slave den by those soldiers."

As Su Tu took a soft breath, he stood in front of Su Tu, weaving weaving pear blossoms with rain, staring blankly at Su Tu in front of him.

"do you know?"

"Weaving yarn."

"Look at a person, not because of her hair color, you can conclude that she is a devil, she is the source of disaster."

"Looking at people, you can't think she is a good person or a bad person just because of her appearance."

"Some people are beautiful, but they are extremely dark and ugly in their hearts, with a venomous heart. Can we regard her as a good person just because of her beauty?"

"No."

"Some people are ugly, but their hearts are sunny and warm, as if there is a little sun living in their hearts, kind-hearted and helpful, so can we treat her as a villain and hate her because of her ugly appearance?"

"No."

Speaking of this, Su Tu looked at the vortex weaving yarn with some confusion in front of his eyes, and said with a soft smile: "Besides, who has ever seen a demon so beautiful?"

"Who's devil has such a kind heart, such clear and pure eyes, is willing to help others, is positive, and lives optimistically."

"Weaving yarn, you are already great."

"You are the most perfect and unique fairy in this world."

"In the slave cave, from the moment you redeemed me, you are a fairy in my heart."

"And now, I didn't expect that you, who have always been a little fairy in my heart, are actually a fairy."

"The so-called sinking fish and falling geese, and closing the moon to shame flowers, it is difficult to describe your appearance."

"Zhisha, I like you."

"From the moment I was in the slave cave, I fell in love with you, and wanted to guard and accompany you by your side."

"Even if it is death, it will stand in front of you and die in front of you."

"Su Tu!"

Whirlpool Zhiya heard Su Tu's affectionate and sincere confession, and just hugged him.

Maybe it's fate, or maybe they are destined to be a couple.

She never rejected him by her side, because when she saw him at first, his dull, lifeless eyes were no different from those slaves who were captured around him.

If there is anything, there is, in Su Tu's lifeless gaze, there is a feeling of despair that can be felt just by looking at it.

After seeing the condition of Su Tu, Zhisha knew that this person would never be alive, because in his eyes, there was such a strong sense of despair and death.

But out of kindness, she tried it.

Unexpectedly, my own attempt could actually rekindle hope for this man.

And Su Tu, who had regained his vitality, even though his body and face were dirty.

But his eyes were the same as his own, clear and bright.

Moreover, his eyes are full of firmness against fate.

It was because of his eyes that the two of them were inseparable in the slave den.

She helped others, and he also persuaded from the side.

Thinking about the details of the two of them, Zhisha didn't speak while listening to Su Tu's affectionate confession.

Instead, with a smile on his face, he took the initiative to hug Su Tu.

Leaning her mouth next to Su Tu's ear, she whispered, "I am willing to be your future wife, hand in hand with you, and never leave."

!!!

Su Tu's eyes widened when he heard Zhisha's words, and he was slightly taken aback for a moment, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Then he came back to his senses, holding the yarn with a happy face and circling in circles.

Zhi Ya, who was twirling in Su Tu's arms, looked at the happy and happy smile on Su Tu's face, and her crescent-shaped eyes were all this man's smile.

.......

After the two confirmed their relationship in this undisputed paradise, Su Tu chopped down a few trees with the long knife he was holding on the battlefield, and made a contribution for the two in this picturesque paradise. I have a small home.

Although the shape of the house looks a bit strange, at least, it cannot be blown by the wind or drenched by the rain.

From now on

Su Tu would continue to exercise his body every day. After training his body, he began to hold the long knife in his hand that had come back from the battlefield, and slashed with each knife.

His eyes were firm, and he tried his best with every knife.

Zhisha, on the other hand, was sitting by the side, leaning on her chin with her left hand, looking at him tenderly.

Day after day, the two of them have been living in this undisturbed paradise for a year without knowing it.

But Su Tu, who was standing under the tree and wielding his knife, was still the same, only practicing vertical chopping.

Apart from this one action, there is no other action in Zai.

Zhi Ya was not curious about Su Tu practicing only one knife swinging posture day after day, nor did he ask too many questions.

He does it, she sees it, that's fine.

With a sound of "bang", when Su Tu held the knife in both hands, held it high above his head, and chopped down the big tree in front of him, a one-meter-long, deep hole was left on the trunk of the big tree in front of Su Tu. More than ten centimeters of knife marks.

Seeing this scene, Su Tu's eyes lit up slightly.

"Success!"

Zhisha, who was sitting by the side, looked at Sutu's slash with surprise in his eyes.

She was very curious, there was no flow of chakra in Su Tu's body, why he swung such a slash.

"Great, Yarn, I made it! I made it!"

Su Tu stuck the knife in his hand to the ground, and his whole body was as excited as a child getting a beloved candy. He rushed to Zhi Ya, hugged Zhi Ya, and started the magic circle of love.