Hunter Uchiha Yasuo

"This is a cursed family, Itachi. The future is up to you."

On the edge of the cliff of Nanga River, a young man with short hair and a sunny smile covered his right eye, and bright red blood continued to flow from the gap in his palm.

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his right hand and dug out his intact left eye, and a complete eyeball was forcefully gouged out.

"Itachi, don't be blinded by anger, this is the last gift I give you."

The blind boy threw his eyes to the boy with tears on his face and deep nasolabial wrinkles on both sides of his nose.

After doing this, the blind boy seemed to be relieved, showing a sunny smile, and fell into the deep pool behind him under the bright sunlight.

"No"

"stop water"

The boy with the tattoos screamed heartbreakingly, and the grief-stricken voice resounded through the sky. The birds and beasts in the surrounding forest were frightened and fled away, but a group of black crows flew from a distance as if they had heard some call. Come.

The boy with the nasolabial pattern knelt on the ground and stared deeply at the abyss under the cliff. His eyes were blurred by tears, which fell into lines and fell into the abyss.

He lowered his head, clutching the eyeballs with both hands, his body trembling.

Suddenly, he raised his head sharply, and a pair of scarlet eyes in his eyes were constantly changing and rotating.

All his pain rushed towards those scarlet eyes at this moment.

"what"

He screamed in pain, and the crazily rotating scarlet magatama in his eyes suddenly attracted each other, connected together, rotated violently, and finally turned into the shape of a big windmill. A trace of blood also flowed from the corner of his eye, and then his gaze Everywhere it touched was ignited with everlasting black flames

In September, the weather is still hot, but the enthusiasm of the villagers in Konoha Village seems to be more intense than the hot weather.

On September 10th, Konoha Ninja School welcomed a large number of new students, and countless parents happily took their children to attend the entrance ceremony.

Today, Yasuo, like other orphans in the tribe, attended the entrance ceremony under the leadership of an elder of the tribe, while Sasuke followed his mother, Uchiha Mikoto, to attend the entrance ceremony.

Among the crowd, Sasuke saw Yasuo with a small tabby cat on his shoulder at a glance. Yasuo raised his fist at him and made him angry instantly. If Mikoto hadn't stopped him, Sasuke might have It’s time to rush over and fight Yasuo for a thousand rounds.

Since Sasuke was discharged from the hospital, he has often challenged Yasuo to duels, but every time he was beaten up by Yasuo until his nose was bruised and swollen. Despite this, he still refused to admit defeat and wanted to rush to fight whenever he saw Yasuo.

As time passed, Uchiha and his party finally arrived at Konoha Ninja School.

A huge welcome banner was hung on the gate of Konoha Ninja School, and everyone was led to the playground by a teacher from the school.

There were already many people waiting on the playground. When everyone saw a group of Uchiha people approaching, their faces changed. They kept their distance from them intentionally or unintentionally, turning the Uchiha clan into an isolated phalanx.

"Mom, why are they staying away from us?"

Sasuke among the Uchiha crowd looked at Mikoto aside with confusion, feeling that the others seemed to be hostile to their Uchiha.

"Sasuke, be good, it's nothing."

Mikoto smiled softly and touched Sasuke's confused little face.

But at this time, the elder who led the team scoffed and cursed in a low voice: "Huh, you are a bunch of ignorant fools, you'd better not let me catch you, otherwise the Uchiha Police Department will want to look good on you."

Due to Yasuo's malnutrition and his relatively small stature, he happened to be standing in front and heard the elder's words, feeling helpless in his heart.

It seems that the conflict between Uchiha and Konoha has gone deep into the bone marrow. It's difficult to deal with. Alas

Yasuo shook his head helplessly, and then stroked the cute little cat on his shoulder. The little cat seemed to feel Yasuo's depression, and stretched out its tongue to lick Yasuo's face.

Looking at the little tabby cat that he had tamed, Yasuo felt a little relieved and no longer thought about the things he couldn't change.

He has only one goal now, and that is to become stronger. In this world, only the strong have the right to speak.

Time is still passing, and some parents are arriving one after another with their children.

As all the parents and children walked in, a thin yellow figure slowly walked in from the door, but he was not accompanied by anyone. His lonely figure looked extremely lonely in this lively playground.

This figure made Yasuo's pupils shrink sharply, and his heart trembled. Could it be that man?

As the thin figure approached, the corners of Yasuo's mouth slightly raised, and his eyes were filled with anticipation.

Five years after coming to this world, he finally met the world's number one wall-hanging Uzumaki Naruto

A thin figure, yellow hair, blue eyes, and six nine-tailed beards symmetrically distributed on his face.

This is not the prince Uzumaki Naruto, who else could it be?

At this moment, Yasuo was a little excited.

As Naruto approached, there was a commotion, and many parents gave him cold looks and pointed fingers.

"If you see that person is not going to school in the future, don't contact him."

"Mom Tianyuan is right. This child is the incarnation of the fox demon and will bring bad luck. You two must not play with him."

The mother with two children also said to her two children warily.

"I really don't understand why the Third Generation allowed this fox demon to stay in the village. This is simply a disaster."

"That's right, we have to find a way to persuade the third generation of adults."

The two fathers also nodded and said, they hated Naruto so much.

Facing everyone's scolding and accusations, Naruto lowered his head, said nothing, consciously walked to the back of the team, and consciously stayed away from everyone.

All this fell in Yasuo's eyes, and he felt sympathy and anger for Naruto in his heart.

Naruto's father, Namikaze Minato, died as a hero of Konoha, but the high-level officials of Konoha and the villagers of Konoha treated Naruto like this, which was really outrageous for both humans and gods.

If Minato and Xinajiu knew that Naruto was living such a life, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to hold down the coffin boards anymore.

While Yasuo was meditating, an old man wearing a Hokage robe and a red hat with the word "fire" on his head walked steadily onto the playground platform.

The old man has a wrinkled face, a smile, and a pipe in his hand, giving people a very kind feeling.

He glanced at the scene, his eyes resting on the isolated Uchiha phalanx and Naruto far away from the crowd for a few seconds respectively.

At the same time, the noisy playground gradually became quiet. People looked towards the podium one after another, and then shouted with great reverence: "Three generations of adults!"

Looking at the villagers who respected him so much under the scorching sun, the third generation raised his hand with a smile and said: "Thank you for your hard work, everyone. On behalf of the Konoha Ninja School, I welcome you all. The reason why our Konoha is so lush and leafy, leaving you Everyone’s contribution, each of you is a leaf on the big tree of Konoha.”

The third generation's words made everyone listen carefully, except of course Uchiha.

After everyone calmed down, the third generation continued: "The first Hokage established Konoha during the war, giving us a place to stay and protect ourselves from the war, so we must protect this land and protect Konoha."

The third generation's passionate words made everyone's blood boil, and they waved their fists and shouted to protect Konoha.

Seeing people's reactions, the third generation nodded with satisfaction, then opened his arms and said firmly: "Where the leaves are flying, the fire will continue to grow. The fire will continue to illuminate the village and let the new leaves sprout."