Naruto system rampages in another world

I only have myself

Not because of talent, not because of talent, but for survival

As a person, living in this cruel world, you have no other choice but to be strong, you can only be strong, and you must be strong.

Rather than saying that I will become strong, it is better to say that I must become strong.

A cat-faced mask cuts off weakness, and a blood-soaked kunai cuts off the escape route. No one is born strong, everyone is just survived.

It's just that some people are alive and some people are dead.

If the murderous intention is compared to a stormy sea, then when it fades away as quickly as the tide, will the solitary boat that has struggled to survive look around and see a broader sky?

"The correct answer." Qin Hao stood up, his burly body completely shrouding the little girl in the shadow. He stretched out his palm, and a dark kunai was spread out on his generous palm, occupying the entire cat's face. pupil.

"However, indomitable will is only the first step to become strong. If you want to truly grow, you still need a lot. First of all, are you willing to accept me as your teacher?"

Taking the kunai with both hands, the little girl took off the cat face, knelt down on her knees with a bang, and banged her forehead on the ground nine times, kowtowing to the nine.

Preaching and receiving a job is a great favor, and Qin Hao certainly deserves it

"I don't like the term master, you can call me teacher" Qin Hao nodded with satisfaction.

"is teacher"

"What's your name?" Qin Hao asked lightly.

"kitten"

"It's quite appropriate." Qin Hao glanced at the black cat mask, and his voice suddenly became cold: "Everyone must learn to hide his trump card, and now, you have an excellent trump card."

Mao Mao is an extremely smart person. She followed Qin Hao's gaze and looked at the mask in her hand, with a thoughtful look on her face.

"The first lesson the teacher teaches you is to let as few people as possible know your true face under the mask." At this point, Qin Hao's tone suddenly turned cold: "Go and kill everyone who has seen your true face. I know you’re a cat-faced person.”

The tone was solemn, and the murderous secret was revealed.

I don't care at all how many innocent people will die because of this sentence.

This also implies some other cruel truths: the fate of the weak lies in the thought of the strong, and if you want to become a strong person, you must first learn to be selfish and cold, even if you pretend to be selfish and cold, just pretend to be selfish and cold. Like this cold mask.

Once you put it on, you'll never have the chance to take it off again.

The road to the strong is one of death and death. It is a road covered with blood. There is no retreat on this road, only advancement and death.

The pupils shrank slightly and then quickly returned to normal. The kitten, who had experienced the cruelty of life, had long been accustomed to blood and killing. At this moment, innocence and mercy did not exist in her life.

"Go, deal with this matter, and come back to see me." Qin Hao waved his hand and asked a gardener to send her out, but did not explain how the kitten could return to the depths of the maze.

He believed that the kitten would have its own way. If not, then that would be the content of the second lesson.

The dark clouds covering the sky were blown away, revealing a crescent moon hanging upside down behind. Stars appeared and disappeared on the dark sky, adding some color to the entire night, while also adding a bit of gloom and mystery.

For some people in the Qingyun Sect, this dark night was particularly long, almost like a dark day that could not wait for dawn.

Sitting by the window, a scarlet eye shines on the ground, two black magatama wheels rotate faintly, Du Yu's eyes penetrate the darkness.

A figure clung to the ground in a very strange posture, like a snake or a cat. It flashed twice before disappearing from the darkness and entering the building.

"who is it"

Du Yu let out a sigh of relief. Others could not see the scenery clearly tonight, but with his Sharingan, he could still vaguely see some scenes happening on the ground.

A green figure, as fast as lightning, a fat figure; like a sphere, full of domineering power; a woman in white, even he did not understand how the other party killed people. . . .

There were also some that were too far away for Du Yu to see, but the occasional fleeting figures made Du Yu understand that the strength of those people should not be underestimated.

Those guys are dangerous guys.

Tonight's killing, in his eyes, was like a gorgeous and bloody performance, a purposeful shock. Although the target may not be himself, Du Yu still felt more uneasy in his heart. Too bad.

Powerful, mysterious, evil, cold. . . . . .

Countless words were intertwined in Du Yu's mind, but he found feebly that all these words together did not seem to be enough to describe the sect leader Qin Hao.

And the most important thing is that he has no idea what the terrifying man's plans are for him, and what his final end will be like.

The unknown is scary

Du Yu had a kind of resentment towards Qin Hao in his heart. Although it was unreasonable at first, this feeling was indeed born and was still deepening. However, as of today, he has gradually given up on dealing with the sect master. He even has no intention of dealing with the sect master at all. He didn't dare to have such thoughts, because he didn't know whether these thoughts of his would be sensed by Qin Hao.

It seems impossible, but is it really

The Sharingan and the Earth Curse Seal brought him unimaginable power. At the same time, it was like an iron net that was shrinking and strengthening inch by inch, tightly entangled him, and he was so oppressed that he couldn't breathe.

The scene tonight made Du Yu feel even more desperate. His face was as gloomy as the dark night, with no trace of light in sight.

In the past, he was willing to give everything for power. Now, he has gained power, but he also wants to get his own life and freedom.

A meteor streaked across the sky

Brilliant and short-lived

Du Yu's indifferent eyes suddenly lit up, and then returned to deathly silence.

But the people who had the same fate as him, tonight, were in a strange and tacit understanding of being sleepless together.

Li Zong lay flat on the bed, gently rubbing the commandments with his right hand, staring at the ceiling with a red Sharingan in a daze.

And his other eye was a blank black.

Dead silence and emptiness, like a black hole that swallows everything, swallowing up all the beauty and light, converting it into the power of hatred and anger, like an endless vortex, spewing negative power outwards.

"Zhang Lang"

In the dark room, a voice that sounded like a dreamer kept whispering.

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