LOL comes to Naruto

"Poor guy~" Zabuza shook his head and watched the frightened Sahong quickly crawl towards the edge.

"Uh-oh~" Renekton sat high on the stage, holding a delicious fresh crocodile in his hand.

This scene really frightened Zabuza. Not to mention how miserable he was, he had seen a lot over the years, but was it really okay for the ancestor who was a crocodile to eat his own descendants?

Zabuza suddenly felt a sense of sadness for the crocodiles in Dragon Beach. They were like food raised by Renekton.

"Bang~"

"Hiccup~" Renekton burped, looked at Zabuza and asked, "Boy, you think I'm cruel."

"dare not"

"Haha~ If you don't dare to say anything, just say it if you dare to think about it. It will be a big deal if you do it coyly." Renekton laughed.

Zabuza felt very guilty when he heard the words, and he didn't know whether what it said was true or false, so he said:

"No way, ancestors, this is for their own good. Longtan has limited environmental resources. How can it accommodate so many crocodiles?"

If it weren't for our ancestors who often practiced survival of the fittest and the law of natural selection, how could our Ninja crocodile clan be so prosperous? It would have been consumed long ago. "

Zabuza called out his wit. This makes so much sense. Does he even think that this is the truth?

Otherwise, why would Renekton, as an ancestor, eat his own descendants?

Renekton grinned and said without any shame: "Fart, I'm just hungry and want to eat something."

"Haha~" Zabuza smiled coquettishly, "Old ancestor, I have encountered some cultivation problems recently, and I would like to ask you for advice."

"Well, I heard from Sa Hong that that boy Yagura is being controlled by someone," Renekton asked.

Zabuza's mood suddenly dropped, "I'm useless, I can't save the teacher."

"It seems that in recent years, amazing people have appeared in the world. They can even control that kind of willful creature." Renekton said in a low voice, and suddenly stood up.

The figure has its feet on the ground, and the sky above its head is like a mountain in this world. I don't know how high it is, but it only has a sense of majesty.

Zabuza looked up and realized that what he saw didn't seem to be the real Renekton.

Renekton took a step forward, and his figure quickly shrank to 2 meters tall.

The appearance at this time is no different from the Desert Butcher in the alliance.

"Boy, have you found my ugly brother?"

"No."

"What a waste." Renekton put his hand on Zabuza's shoulder.

Zabuza looked at the claws on his shoulders and the crocodile's mouth in front of him and held his breath. The man's heavy breath made him feel dizzy.

"Forget it, let's talk about your problem~" Renekton patted his shoulder, "And don't think that others can't feel it if you complain in your heart."

"That" Zabuza's face turned pale and he muttered in a low voice, "Is he so strong?"

Unexpectedly, Renekton turned around and nodded, "Yes, he is so strong, hahaha~ Sahong, get over here."

"Here we come, ancestor~" There was a cloud of smoke and dust in the distance. Sa Hong quickly crawled over and rolled obediently in front of Renekton.

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Cultivation is both short-lived and long-lasting.

Under Renekton's teachings, in order to completely master the endless rage, Zabuza was thrown under the dragon beach, into the deep sea, and there was a world of water below~

It is also a world of crocodiles.

There is also a power that Zabuza is familiar with here, anger.

Zabuza's mission is to continuously absorb the anger, then use it to withdraw it, and then use it to withdraw it.

To completely master it, or to get lost in it, and become a person dominated by anger forever, buried at the bottom of the sea, and then eaten by a group of crocodiles.

Only when Zabuza was in it did he realize how insignificant he was. The anger here was endless. Compared with it, he was no different than a firefly and a bright moon. If he hadn't occasionally relied on digitization to cheat and adjust his mentality.

Afraid of getting lost in it

Zabuza relied on the smelly crocodile meat to survive here for two years.