Konoha Cat Breeder

Here... the world of ninjas!

Sheren suddenly felt a chaotic feeling of familiarity and confusion about where he was.

Immediately afterwards, a memory fragment popped up in his mind again.

Go back to half an hour ago.

The sweetheart, who was sleeping on the only bed in the simple wooden house, heard the cry of the little girl and the comforting voice of her parents from the next room.

She was very familiar with this cry. It was a family living next door, and she vaguely remembered that it was a little girl who was only about two years old.

Born in troubled times, I do not know whether it is lucky or unfortunate.

But the cry soon died down.

Just when Shiren was about to endure hunger and force him to sleep again, his dilapidated wooden door was smashed into pieces with one kick.

Then an old man covered in blood appeared in his sight while holding the door frame.

Seeing the old man, Cheren blushed and felt suffocated as if he couldn't breathe suddenly.

The old man's eyes were fixed on Shiren, as if he was examining a thing, an object, or... a container?

I saw the old man's left hand pressing his right chest firmly, but the blood still overflowed from his fingers uncontrollably, soaking the whole clothes.

A garment that looks like a battle suit.

In addition, he was also wrapped in a grayish blue coat, which was a little too thin to see.

"puff"

A mouthful of blood spit out, and the old man's face slowly turned red.

"As expected of Onogi, who is known as the two-day scale, the ability of Xue Ji to eliminate is still too terrifying. If it wasn't for Erwei's tenacious vitality, I wouldn't be able to return here...

But this is the limit, those Anbu retreated to protect me, and they shouldn't be able to come back! "

It sounded like she was explaining things to Shiren, or she was talking to herself, or she was a little confused after losing too much blood.

"This place is really dilapidated. It's not a two-year-old child, or an eight- or nine-year-old child. There is no extra choice!"

A painful hoarse voice was squeezed out of the old man's mouth again, accompanied by a large amount of blood that kept pouring out.

Sheren could hear the complicated emotions in his words, but what it was, he couldn't tell at a young age.

"Forget it, there's no way, the older you are, the stronger your ability to bear will eventually be, as the village's final weapon, you can't disappear with me!

I hope this child can hold out until Anbu appears..." The old man's words were like his last whispers when he left this world.

Sheren's body is out of control!

Grabbed by the old man, he roughly lifted his sackcloth and sackcloth, revealing his shriveled stomach.

I didn't expect a dying person to have such a powerful force!

There was a trace of unbearableness in the old man's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by perseverance.

In this troubled world, kindness is useless, let alone a dying person like him.

He let go of the hand covering his right chest, mixed with the blood spilling from his chest, and drew a strange symbol on Shiren's stomach.

When the old man drew this symbol, a lot of light blue flames rose from his body, as if to wrap him up.

"puff"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth again, splashing on Shiren's face.

It felt obvious at the time.

blood...

is hot.

"Second tail!! Do you want to leave with this old man?

Although you can be resurrected, can you endure three years of dead silence? !Don't want this, just at the end, lend me a little more strength! ! ! "

As the old man shouted this sentence, the light blue flame on his body slowly dissipated and gathered into his body.

The laying down can't see the whole process.

He only vaguely had a similar special symbol on the old man's stomach.

Then the old man pulled out a strange little blue beast from the special symbol in his stomach in great pain.

Looks a bit like a cat, feels like a tiger, or something...

Then, very roughly, it was stuffed into Doren's stomach.

"Feng!!" The old man pressed his left hand on Shiren's stomach, his right hand stood up, and a word was spat out of his mouth.

嘭

The voice fell, and the old man fell straight to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Sheren felt as if his body was about to catch fire.

Mixed with a burning sensation, it seemed as if the whole body was burning.