Naruto's strongest swordsman

Chapter 143 Truth and Doubt

"Rourou...you..."

In fact, the secrets between the two of them are very clear in their hearts, but none of them can really reveal the secrets.Because of some things, even if I know that I should be honest with each other, I still don't want to say it.

The siblings are actually struggling, apprehensive, and evading.

But now, because of a scroll, Nangong Rou insisted on revealing what the two of them had concealed together.

How important is this scroll?
"If possible, I also want to live like this with my brother. But this scroll is placed in front of me, but I can't go against my conscience and continue to hide it from my brother." Nangong As Rou said, her eye sockets were involuntarily stained with a layer of water mist, obviously Nangong Rou's heart was also anxious and restless.

"Brother, do you still remember your childhood memories?"

Nangong Zhe knew that he had no way to escape as usual.Since Nangong Rou put these things on the bright side, Nangong Zhe naturally had no choice but to speak out directly.

"When I was young, I lived in a small mountain village, everything was very peaceful. But in my memory, it was simply missing..."

"Is my sister missing and the grandfather I am talking about?"

Nangongzhe was halfway through, and Nangongrou continued what Nangongzhe said.

Nangongzhe shook his head, as if feeling uncomfortable, but still nodded.

"That's right, I don't have any memories of you and that grandfather at all. Even my name is not the current 'Nangong Zhe'."

Nangong Zhe paused and continued.

"It's just that one day, a group of ninjas suddenly came from nowhere. They broke into the small mountain village where I lived since I was a child, and they began to kill without restraint. They can spit out flames from their mouths, and they can sink the earth. I was young at the time and I didn’t know who they were, but now I am very familiar with them. They are the most advanced combat power in this world..."

"Ninja!"

"My memory is very vague, but I still remember that my mother stuffed me into a relatively secret cellar dug by my family. I don't know how long it took, and the cellar collapsed. I was buried in it, and I survived. The will made me forcefully dig a hole to the ground."

"But my body was also seriously injured due to the collapse of the cellar and various reasons. I walked away from the village with a will, and then I passed out because of the injury. But I saw two people faintly ..."

When Nangongzhe said this, he glanced at Nangongrou.

"You met me and my grandpa. At that time, your injuries were very serious. In order to save you and allow me to survive in this ninja world, grandpa used his own life to seal your memory. Transferred all of my internal energy to you, and left you this Heavenly Tribulation Sword..."

Nangong Rou glanced at the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, and followed Nangong Zhe's words.

"Brother, have you tried to find out who destroyed your village and your peaceful life?"

Nangong Zhe shook his head.

"My memory is very vague, and the ninjas who attacked my village didn't have any imprints on their identities. Even ninjutsu is a kind of ninjutsu that has been widely spread in the ninja world. Although I I also want to find out where these people are, but there is no clue at all."

Nangong Rou looked at her elder brother, and there seemed to be some struggle in her eyes.

"Thinking about my brother's intelligence, I should have already guessed that these ninjas came to the small village where my brother lives and there is nothing worth invading to hunt down my grandfather and me, right?"

Nangong Zhe nodded. Indeed, Nangong Zhe's village is very ordinary, and there is nothing at all that can make the ninjas who stand at the peak of the ninja world's combat power mobilize their troops to come here to kill the village.

"They are here to snatch this Heavenly Tribulation Sword!"

Nangong Rou looked at the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, and her voice became a little hoarse, obviously trying to suppress her excitement.

"Heavenly Tribulation Sword? Although the Heavenly Tribulation Sword is indeed a magic weapon, it is not so effective for ninjas. It is not a weapon that can increase Chakra. It is not good for ninjas to fight so fiercely. Possibly. Unless..."

"That's right, the ones who really want to compete for this Heavenly Tribulation Sword are actually a group of people who cultivate internal strength. And... I guess my brother already knows about the secrets of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, right?"

Nangong Rou looked at her brother, although it was a question, she was very determined.

"The creator of the Bloody Clothes Pavilion, the legend of a practitioner of internal strength, the sword of Liba."

"That's right, it's the Bloody Clothes Pavilion." Nangong Rou nodded: "As a large organization, it has always been led by several altar masters. How many people are willing to have others divide their power? The five elements of each generation The altar masters are holding back their energy and want to become the true leader of the Bloody Clothes Pavilion. Let the Bloody Clothes Pavilion be their own words."

"But no one can successfully become the head of the Blood Clothes Pavilion!"

"That's right, there hasn't been one all this time! That's why many people turned their attention to this Heavenly Tribulation Sword, which is said to be the 'symbol of succession'!"

Nangong Rou told the truth clearly.

What is a ninja? It is a powerful mercenary!As long as you have money, they don't mind killing for you and grabbing things for you.

kill?Tucun?That's not too difficult!
"Are those ninjas hired by people from the Blood Clothes Pavilion?"

Nangongzhe's eyes were filled with a bit of murderous intent. He thought that the Bloody Clothes Pavilion was the legacy left to him by the exiled seniors, but he never thought that the Bloody Clothes Pavilion was also a piece of hell that he had lived peacefully since he was a child!

"In this scroll, there is a record of a self-assignment and an action of hiring a ninja."

"Who is the leader?"

Nangong Zhe asked anxiously.

"Red flame!"

"Chi Yan altar master, Chi Yan?"

The man who looked very rough and reckless suddenly appeared in Nangongzhe's mind.

But Nangong Zhe thought of another thing instead.

"Why did Bishui hand over this record to me? As a huge organization, there must be more than one volume of action records. But Bishui handed this record to me so accurately?

Bishui is the altar master in charge of intelligence, assassination, and latent work in the Xueyi Pavilion.These records can only be seen by the master of the clear water altar and the head of the blood clothing pavilion.

What is Bi Shui's purpose in showing me this record? "

(End of this chapter)