Naruto Blood Moon Ying Hui

Time flies, eight years have passed, but Ying Hui still looks like she is three years old

The night of her eighth birthday became a shadow that she would never be able to erase.

That evening, her father broke his usual habit and actually celebrated her eighth birthday with her. He bought her many birthday presents and cooked many dishes for her. It was the first time that her father looked her in the eye and smiled at her.

But when she put the food in her mouth, she realized something was wrong. The taste was wrong. It was exactly the same poison that the servant who wanted to frame her had put in it.

Ying Hui looked at her father with disbelief as he smiled at her, and she began to feel scared.

"Father, why?"

"what happened?"

“Why ask your daughter what happened and what your father did to her?”

"Ah~ You discovered me. You are worthy of being a saint. No, you should be worthy of being a witch." Shen Yeshi scratched his head and said lightly.

Ying Hui shook her head desperately, "It's not like that, father is not like that, it's someone else who wants to get rid of you, right?"

She grabbed Shen Yeshi's sleeve. She didn't believe that it was really her father who did it. She confirmed again and again: "Yes, it must be like this, father... ahem..."

Before Ying Hui could face the reality, Shen Ye Shi grabbed her neck. She understood that her father was definitely trying to kill her with such force.

Her face turned red and she struggled desperately, but she found that the more she struggled, the tighter her father pinched her.

"Father……"

"You killed Qina. You killed the one I love. You killed so many people. And you still don't repent? You witch!"

"No...it's not..."

Ying Hui's face had turned purple and she was about to lose consciousness.

"I sent so many people to kill you, but in the end they were all killed by you."

Even though her consciousness was about to disappear, she could hear what Shen Yeshi said very clearly.

Why does my father want to get rid of me? Since he knew that I was a witch, he shouldn't have wanted me from the beginning. Why? What have I done wrong? Since there is no room for me here, I will leave here. I want to live for myself.

"It's ridiculous to think about it. In order to get everyone's attention, you have been trying to please those who want to kill you. It's really pathetic and stupid!"

"Do not!!"

Suddenly, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and broken meteorites fell from the sky, smashing the house to pieces. The entire clan leader's house was suddenly filled with blood.

The black color in Ying Hui's eyes spread all over the whites of her eyes. She had lost all her rationality. When Shen Ye Shi saw her eyes, his whole body turned into stone instantly.

After losing control, Ying Hui became much stronger and kicked the petrified Shen Yeshi away.

The stone statue was shattered the moment it hit the outer wall.

Just now, when she was struggling, she bumped into two candle holders, and now she was surrounded by raging flames.

When the tribe members saw the chief’s house on fire in the distance, they rushed to put out the fire.

"Everyone, come and put out the fire! Save the clan leader first."

After putting out the fire, everyone fell into deep thought as they looked at the person on the ground whose facial features were burnt beyond recognition. They were not sure if this was the clan leader, Kamiya Shi.

Now the only thing left to look at was the Saint's room. If the person was not in the room, then this person must be the patriarch without a doubt. Everyone swallowed their saliva, and a few who were brave enough and capable of fighting walked in.

After a while, they came out carrying a bathtub.

When everyone walked forward and saw the person in the bathtub, they all showed looks of disgust and aversion.

There was a large area of ​​burns around the saint's eyes and cheeks.

"Witch! The witch has revealed her true face. She is the one who caused the fire and the meteorite!"

"No wonder she always looks like a three-year-old. She is a witch."

Now that the patriarch is dead, they are leaderless.

I don't know who mentioned the idea of ​​joining Konoha.

"No, the clan leader wanted to make the clan independent and neutral. We cannot go against the wishes of our ancestors."

"The Third World War is over. I heard that the new Hokage is very powerful and intelligent."

"The Third Hokage invited our Blood Rabbit Clan to join Konoha from the beginning. We have been considering it, right? Now it's time to give Konoha an answer."

"Wait a minute, what about the Saint?"

"I am the saint's uncle, let me take care of her." A man who looked very similar to the dead patriarch walked out of the crowd. He had squinty eyes and looked kind.

"Yes, the clan leader's younger brother is here. So the next clan leader..."

"I don't deserve it. The clan leader has passed away. Logically, the Saint should be in charge of the situation."

Kaminokito stretched out his hand and declined everyone's invitation.

Everyone looked at the unconscious Saint in the tub, then looked at Shen Ye Mu Teng. Among them, a person who said something nice stood up and said, "The Saint is currently unconscious. The clan leader's younger brother will take charge of the entire clan and lead the clan members to find the direction for the future. This is what we all hope for."

"Then I will take charge of some minor matters of the Blood Rabbit Clan for now. I will discuss matters with the Saint when she wakes up. I will also gather everyone for a meeting to discuss matters. I hope everyone will wait patiently. Rest tonight and start rebuilding and repairing the Clan Leader's House tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll listen to the acting clan leader."

Ying Hui had a very long dream. She dreamed that she lived a wonderful life with her parents, and the three of them were very happy together.

But this dull life did not last long. One night, she climbed out of her mother's arms, only to find that her mother had turned into a stone statue.

She was so frightened that she crawled away.

Seeing her father crying while hugging the stone statue of her mother, she wanted to go forward to comfort him, but was pushed away by her father.

"You witch, get out of here and give my wife back to me!"

No, Dad, it's not me...

No matter how Ying Hui opened her mouth, there was no sound of her own voice.

Why can't I speak?

I am dumb...

While she was stunned, her father grabbed her neck and made it difficult for her to breathe.

I remember now. What I remember is that my father wanted to kill you. But I have rescued my father. This is fake. This is a dream!

I want to leave here and live for myself. No, I want to save myself and leave this dirty world.

Ying Hui woke up from her dream, sweat had already soaked through her clothes, she felt like she was drenched in rain.

"Uh...ah...uh..." She wanted to speak, but found that her throat felt like it was pricked by needles and she couldn't say anything.

She tried to sit up, but found her hands and feet were tightly cuffed.

The servant who was guarding her heard the noise, opened the first door, and looked into the room through the iron bars.

"Devil... Saint... are you awake?"

The servants heard from the acting patriarch that if the saint woke up, she must be calmed down.

Ying Hui stared blankly at the servant. Her mind was confused at the moment and she had no idea what was going on.

"Yes, Saint, you can't make any sound now because the fire has damaged your throat. The reason why you are tied up is to prevent you from scratching the wound on your face while you are asleep."

It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter at all.

She was now living as though she were dead.

"Shhhhh..."

Ying Hui used her teeth to blow air out, making a hissing sound.

"Saint, do you want to go to the bathroom? Wait a minute, I will help you remove the handcuffs and leg irons."

Is it that easy? She was the one who killed the clan leader, how could she easily unlock the sealed shackles for him?

Click, click...

The sound of shackles falling to the ground was heard, and every time Ying Hui heard this sound, it would bring her back to reality.

She didn't know how long she had been living like this until one day, the servant who took care of her every day ran to her in a panic and quickly uncuffed all her shackles.