The Strongest Technician of Konoha

Chapter 50

"This kind of thing was decided two years ago."

Xuan Yu rubbed the corners of his eyes that wanted to fight, and said naturally:

"Friends for life, aren't they?"

Hearing this, Quan immediately recalled what Xuan Yu had promised to be her lifelong friend at her request when he just graduated two years ago.

She lowered her eyes.

Friends. That’s right, he has indeed been sticking to his promise, and it has never changed.
"Oh."

After a weak reply, there was a long silence.

She didn't speak slowly until she walked into Uchiha's residence.

"Xuanyu, I'm suddenly a little worried about your future."

Regarding the sudden words, Xuan Yu just raised his eyebrows.

"Huh? Why?"

"It's just a sudden feeling."

Quan sighed softly, and the warm aroma of the three-color meatball fell on Xuanyu's cheeks, making him feel a little numb.

Well, kind of comfortable.

After a while, Xuan Yu turned his head sideways and looked at Quan.

"Why did you suddenly play charades?"

Quan's face seemed to be lacking in energy, and it was unclear whether it was the sequelae of overdrawn energy during cultivation, or because of other reasons.

"It's nothing, girls, it's just that it suddenly becomes weird and confusing."

Xuan Yu: "."

Okay, let's treat it as a girl's patent to be unreasonable.

Shaking his head, Xuan Yu no longer struggled with this issue, after all, it was just a whim topic, nothing worth caring about.

But at this moment, Xuan Yu suddenly felt a few dark eyes.

Moreover, instinctively, he felt subtle hostility from these gazes.

He raised his head, looked around, and found that there were more than a dozen people from the Uchiha clan around him at some point, but the moment he raised his head, those people all looked away, doing what they were doing, or seeming to be Talk to your partner normally.

Seeing this, Xuan Yu immediately narrowed his eyes.

"Xuanyu, just send it here, you can let me go."

Izumi Uchiha on his back suddenly spoke.

Xuan Yu nodded, bent down and put her down, but still confirmed with a bit of uneasiness: "Is there any problem?"

"Well, rested on your back for a while, and it's much better now."

Quan nodded slightly, then walked a few steps with a smile, proving that he was fine and didn't need to worry.

"You are also tired today, go back and rest early."

"Okay." Xuan Yu didn't say much, he has always been a very straightforward person, "Then I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, he told Quan again not to be brave, and then he turned and left.

Quan just stood there quietly, looking at his back in the night, looking a little thin and thin, but inexplicably reassuring, his face was full of complex expressions.

After a while, she suddenly raised her right hand and pressed it on her heart. Feeling the throbbing in her palm, she sighed lightly.

That straight standing posture, how could there be such a weak look at the beginning that he couldn't walk?
"That boy, is Uesugi Xuanyu who started to become famous half a year ago?"

At this time, a middle-aged man came over. He seemed to know Quan and talked to her very naturally.

Quan came back to his senses, subconsciously withdrew his hand, then nodded in response: "Yes."

"I've heard of him. He is a talented boy no worse than Itachi. He was promoted to Jonin with his strong strength and outstanding performance at the age of 14. He must be a great person in the future."

The middle-aged man said with emotion, and then suddenly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, although I don't know what happened to you today, but it's so late, he specially carried you back, it seems that you are very close, you are lovers ?"

Seeing him suddenly mentioning this topic, Quan felt some kind of subtle malice out of nowhere, and couldn't help frowning.

But it was only for a moment, and in the next second, she showed her usual cheerful appearance in front of the middle-aged man.

"It's just a companion who used to be in the same class, not the kind of relationship you think."

After a pause, she continued: "Although he used to be a companion, he is too strong. I feel like Weasel-kun. I can't keep up with him, and I haven't done anything with him for more than a year." I’ve done the mission, I’ve been unfamiliar with it for a long time, today I just happened to have an accident outside, he happened to be there, so he sent me back, if it were someone else, he would do the same thing, I have nothing to do with him So familiar."

Receiving a negative answer, the middle-aged man just nodded slightly.

"That's it."

"That's it." Quan said without hesitation: "Speaking of which, to actually ask me such a question directly, really, uncle, you are too rude, I don't know you well enough."

The middle-aged man laughed, chatted with Quan casually, and left with an excuse.

After the middle-aged man left, the smile on Quan's face quickly disappeared, and then he shook his head, looking at the direction where Xuan Yu left again.

The pitch-black eyes gradually changed.

A moment later, the blood-red Sharingan flashed a red glow in the night, and the blurry figure of Xuan Yu in the distance became clearer.

She didn't look away until Xuan Yu's figure completely disappeared into the night.

The expression on the charming little face became more and more complicated.

She put away Sharingan, sighed quietly, turned and walked towards home.

Although Sharingan can see through the opponent's movements, see through illusions, and gain insight into the battlefield, it provides great convenience for the owner's life.

However, after all, she still couldn't see through the fog shrouded in her life and illuminate the way forward for her.

A life without working hard to do tasks is simply not too wonderful.

After Xuan Yu, who slept until the sun was up at home, finally got up, feeling the improvement in strength brought about by the wonderful ability obtained by the second awakening of Xue Ji Boundary, Xuan Yu showed a satisfied smile.

He has always been a person who doesn't care much about his own image, and his expectations for hairstyles are very low. It can even be said that as long as he still has hair, he is already very grateful, so his daily styling basically depends on his sleeping position the night before. It can give the mirror a different freshness almost every day.

That's right, he is such an unrestrained and free-loving strange man.

The reason why I don't say handsome man is because he is quite self-aware in some fields.

Oh, according to what he said, it should be that using the word handsome to describe him is too low and not worthy of him.

After all, beautiful skins are the same, but interesting souls are rare.

Men, it's better to be odd.

All you need is personality.

So the strange man tidied up casually, looked in the mirror, and felt that it would not affect the appearance of the city, so he whistled and opened the door, ready to go out for a stroll, and then find a place to try [optimal adjustment] This is the most suitable ability for him, after yesterday's "practice", how much can he achieve.

However, as soon as he opened the door, he was startled by the scene in front of him.

(End of this chapter)