Naruto's caged bird

Hizashi looked into the distance, and the scene of harvest shocked his heart. Three Inches of the World .yanqingshu. Looking at the white figure that flashed through life like lightning, he finally gritted his teeth without revealing anything, and then sternly shouted to the team behind him: "Let's go."

Everyone frowned and followed Hizashi towards the place where he was wailing. Hizashi stared at the scene that was about to end in the distance with his eyes wide open, and the pace of progress seemed to be slow. Finally, we reached our destination when we saw the white stream flowing wider and wider at our feet.

The blood volume of one person can form a pit, and the blood volume of ten people can flow into a stream. The escaping bandits were all killed here with a blow like a shuriken slitting their throats, as if to let them see the maximum amount of bleeding.

The pain will only end at the moment of wailing. Although such a scene looks colorful, it is not long for the deceased. Everyone smelled the increasingly strong smell of blood, and several people were already retching again and their hands and feet were weak. It seemed that everything that needed to be vomited had already been vomited, but when the expected result finally came true, they were frightened.

Hizashi still kept his eyes blank, even though he already knew everything, he still suppressed the strong turbulence in his stomach. He knew what it was, but he forced himself to believe that it was just the white color in front of him.

This whole journey, under the watchful eyes of Bai Yan. The remaining dozen bandits fled along the road that the fifth group came from. In the end, not far from the guide who led the way, they were intentionally killed with blood flowing across their throats by slitting their throats. At this time, there were still three strongest gangsters hiding in the woods on the roadside.

Just because at that time, when Byakugan could see but couldn't hear, the gradually opening mouth of the disappearing white god of death seemed to leave "a word" to the three thugs.

What is it? The daily difference at this time seems to have been guessed.

At this time, Naoki and Mikoto, who were weak in arms and legs due to vomiting, were defenseless. The three desperadoes who had been lying in wait for a long time rushed towards the three of them from behind the big tree in an instant. The three bandits, who had been preparing for the charge for a long time, had already thrown a bunch of messy things at them.

"Bang~~~" The big bag of dust and sand was wrapped in rags cut from the dead body, and spread out in an instant. This familiar move made Hizashi, who was already on guard, simply cover his eyes with his left hand.

The gangsters who came to kill, smiled happily. He thought he had picked an easy ninja to deal with and finally had hope of survival. Little did he know that even if his eyes were completely covered, he could still see through and see all the movements clearly.

"Bang" shattered the heart of the bandit who was holding a dagger in front of him for the second time. The other person's eyes suddenly opened and he stared at Hizashi with bloodshot eyes. Even to his death, he never understood why a blindfolded ninja could still see his attack clearly. And Hizashi's palm seemed to have become extremely skillful, and he never used too much force, causing the opponent's face to be filled with blood, as if blood spurted out.

On the other side, Naoshu was used to playing around with things like sand since he was a child. At that moment, he lowered his head and squinted his eyes, using his peripheral vision to look at the ferocious-looking enemy who was killing him. However, his body was so weak from vomiting that he could only retreat to avoid it. In the end, he was unlucky enough to be tripped by the legs of the corpse at his feet and fell into a pool of blood. Rarely, he raised his left hand to block, but his right hand seemed to be stuck in the sticky blood, and his hands and feet were cold. The body was just beneath him.

Mikoto, the only well-behaved and quiet person in the team, has never had the experience of being attacked by overwhelming dust. At that moment, the eyes that were open seemed to be voluntarily closed, and they were mesmerized and closed tightly. At this moment, the retreating figure seemed to have forgotten to avoid it.

Cutting off the knife, waiting for the ending. The bandit who was killing her seemed to have a "raw" smile on his face.

Bah, bam, bam!

There was a sound of breaking wind, followed by a sound that pierced through flesh and blood. It didn't come from the figure whose white eyes had raised his hand but was still hiding in the darkness. Rather!

The rotating "pencil" directly pierced the throat of the gangster who was about to kill him with the knife, dragging his unbalanced body and falling down. Then it flew off into the forest where it could never be found again.

That pencil, I vaguely remember, was the one that Hizashi pulled out from the big tree in the playground. The wooden pencil has been turned shiny over the years, but it has always been placed in Hizashi's ninja bag. It seemed to be originally intended to be used to record something, but it has never been used!

Finally, a bullet-like round hole flew out, just like when it penetrated the glass of clan science. When he went in, it was just a hole, but when he came out, a big pit was pulled out by the twisting force, and blood spurted out.

The hot and high-pressure blood, caused by excessive fright and excessive madness, sprayed out hotly at close range.

The blood with residual warmth seemed to have great power, rushing towards Uchiha Mikoto, who had her eyes closed, and pushed her down. He fell on the blood that had not dried up yet and did not dare to move.

She felt it, but still didn't dare to open her eyes. The smell of blood that accelerated her breathing already told her what had happened, but she really couldn't open her eyes and didn't want to. Tears came from the corners of his eyes, bringing out the dust that had blinded them. The kind-hearted girl of the Uchiha clan didn't want to see her sit down on the ground like that again. However, the hands, body and face at this time are both!

On the other side, Naoshu raised his left hand to block the gangster's dagger attack, but was pierced by the sharp weapon.

"Rose Tree~!!" Hizashi shouted loudly, and then threw the dagger that Dina originally used to attack his bandit on the right side of the rope tree - but in the end he did not throw it at the robber's neck.

The panicked robber looked at the sharp weapon embedded in the ground and raised his legs to kick him away, but was caught in his hand first.

"Bah!!" He pulled out the dagger that pierced the rope tree's right hand. At this time, the two of them also had sharp weapons in their hands. Do they still have a choice?

The determined ninja could no longer resist, and finally the decisive rope tree stabbed the vital part of his chest, and he fell down with the inertia of the object.

"Bang" The body that lost its strength fell towards the rope tree body which also seemed to have lost its strength, but the blood that was still flowing was smashed together with the stabbing knife.

"Rope tree?" Looking at the daggers stuck together, Hichi regretted for a moment that he should have thrown the dagger directly into the gangster's neck. Until the corpse was slowly squeezed away, the Thousand Hands Rope Tree finally crawled out from the gap between the corpses. With the life necklace dangling around his neck, he gave Hizashi a wry smile of victory, then wailed and held down his left hand, which was bleeding on the ground.

......

"It's okay," the pale-faced Hizashi thought with lingering fear. Then he walked to the other side and tried to help Mikoto, who was still lying on her back in a pool of blood. She seemed to have not dared to move from beginning to end, and the sticky blood in her body kept her sitting there stiff. When Hizashi's hand touched the girl's thin shoulder, she struck hard with her right hand that was lying in the pool of blood, hitting Hizashi's arm as he crouched down.

"it's me!".

She quickly retracted her hand, but she didn't even feel like opening her eyes from the beginning to the end.

Hizashi finally slowly lifted up Mikoto who was lying in a pool of blood, but the girl who stood up became even more trembling. The red and black uniforms of the Uchiha clan were dyed darker by the dried blood.

Hizashi wiped the blood on Mikoto's fair face with his sleeve, and the face mixed with tears was easily wiped clean. Then he picked up the other person's hand that was holding on to the clothes and wiped it too. After finally wiping it clean, he gently comforted and said: "Okay, it's wiped clean. You can open your eyes now."

The girl tried it a few times, and it seemed to stick together. When those eyes that I thought were beautiful for the first time finally opened, they burst into tears that couldn't be stopped.

Uchiha Mikoto looked at Hizashi sobbing softly with such aggrievedness, and her eyes that kept blinking carried something that fascinated them and flowed down.

The eyes are unclean because they are not cleansed by tears. The eyes of the Uchiha clan seem to shed some other things besides bleeding!

Hizashi looked at the tearful eyes, not knowing whether it was because of fear, or maybe he was blaming himself - how could the Uchiha clan be so cowardly? How could I do it in front of outsiders...

Looking at Mikoto who suddenly lowered her head and didn't want him to see her weak side, Hizashi really wanted to hold her in his arms to comfort her. At this time, even if he hugged her, there wouldn't be any resistance, right? , but in the end it occurred to her that her name was "Uchiha Mikoto".

Facing those eyes that were even more kind and beautiful after being soaked in tears, Hizashi gently held her back and helped Mikoto sit down beside a clean tree. He gently brushed her hair that was covered by her sudden haggardness to comfort her, but in the end she couldn't do anything bad.

It’s not that I don’t dare, it’s that I can’t, can’t, and can’t bear to do it.

I don't want to break her pure fragility today, I don't want to hurt the person in my heart who suddenly likes me today...

Uncle Dou, who has been in his thirties for two lifetimes, finally experienced the cruelty and bloodiness of ninjas today. Abandoning the compassion and kindness that my heart maintained, I actually fell in love with this girl who could still maintain a pure heart. That was the purity that I once wanted to keep, but it was slowly cut away by me bit by bit, and there may not be any trace left in the future.

Hizashi suddenly discovered that when he was with this little girl, the things he lost seemed to exist beside her. He can always return to rare tranquility in times of irritability. Even the blood that had just become angry and boiling again became calmer, as quiet as the creek on the ground.

At some point, the instructor Sakumo Hatake had already walked out of the nearby forest and began to treat the wounds of the injured rope tree.

"Take a rest, I'll go over there and take a look." Hizashi, who had been guarding the girl for a long time, looked at her. After seeing that Mikoto's mood had stabilized, Hizashi comforted her and prepared to get up and leave. Finally, he slowly turned around and walked towards his mentor, Sakumo Hatake, who was bandaging Nousuki's wounds, preparing to give the little girl some private space.

"~~?"

Walked away like this? Keeping her head down, but feeling the breeze brought by Hizashi's movement, Uchiha Mikoto raised her forehead slightly. Eyes covered with tears could only see the shadow of Hizashi's leaving behind.

Even though the gray clothes had gone through several battles, they were still very clean. However, the sleeves that were swinging back and forth farther and farther away from him, and the cuffs that he had wiped just now, were stained with blood and soaked through.

Mikoto lowered her head and curled up tightly while sitting. He held up his legs and buried himself in his chest, his thin figure shrinking his shoulders from time to time. It seems a bit cold!

Before taking two steps, the Byakugan was finally released automatically due to too much use.

Seeing the pale things in front of him becoming blurry, the blurring becoming clear, and the clear things becoming red, yellow, white and black, Hizashi suddenly stopped where he was and was stunned for a long time. But in the end, he just swallowed dryly and continued walking forward.

Nothing, it seems like I'm really used to it.

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