Konoha: I Really Don't Want To Do Fifth Generation!

What the hell?

Why do you become so humble?

Do you think you are a swell ghost?

The more arrogant others are, the more humble you are, and the more humble others are, the more arrogant you are, right?

Looking at the respect on the opponent's face, Uchiha Souji felt powerless to complain.

He suspects that he has met a fake Uchiha.

How can Uchiha be like this, shouldn't his face be arrogant and cold and dark?

Forget it.

Uchiha Souji didn't intend to entangle too much on these topics, stood up, and slowly sheathed the long knife.

While walking forward, he groped for the handle of Third Generation Onitsu's knife with his own hands.

"Hi, what's your name?"

He didn't say this sentence, but asked silently in his heart.

Since it is a sword language technique, it is of course a technique that can communicate with one's own sword.

According to the current rate of violence in this system, I don't know if I can get another famous knife from the time I sign in until I die.

Now it can only make do with it.

See if you can clear up the other party's misunderstanding of yourself.

"Little devil, I want to drink blood! Hurry up and drink blood for me!"

After hearing Uchiha Souji's words, Third Generation Guitou immediately let out his own roar.

That commanding tone seemed like Uchiha Souji was not his master, but he was Uchiha Souji's master.

Uchiha Souji spoiled his mouth, touched his chin, and sighed, it really deserves to be a demon sword.

"Why do you have such a habit? I knew I would have taken you with me when I went out to hunt, killing pigs, chopping chickens and so on..."

"Kuso! You clearly know that's not what I'm talking about!"

Third Generation Ghost immediately scratched his black mist-formed hair madly. If Uchiha hadn't always mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten it.

A few days ago, this bastard used himself as a kitchen knife.

The scent of onion and garlic still exists on the blade of his own knife! ! !

"See that guy next to you? Pull me out, swing me, chop me down."

"In this way, my uncle can be bathed in blood, and I can barely forgive you for forcing me to recognize the Lord."

"I don't know how long I haven't felt the feeling of cutting someone's skin, forcibly invading someone's muscle, cutting off their bones and bathing in blood!"

"You are a samurai, right? You seem to be a ninja? But it doesn't matter, you should know that the newly acquired knife should be tested! Only in this way can it have a better run-in with your own knife."

"Exert stronger strength in battle!"

Uchiha Souji smacked his mouth, feeling that the so-called temptation of the so-called Demon Sword by Third Generation Guiche in his hand was just that.

There is not much difference between those fortune tellers under the overpass on the street in the previous life.

You still need to improve your business skills.

Speaking of those who are tempted by these Third Generation ghosts, how stupid are they to listen to such words.

"Your business ability is not good enough. Give me a little help in the future, and I will enroll you in a language training class outside."

"Look at your ability to speak, you are so sloppy that you can still be called a demon sword?"

"You little trash!"

Uchiha Souji immediately greeted the knife in his hand, if it wasn't for the knife, the other party would definitely have no parents.

Otherwise, Uchiha Souji must let the other party know what a little shock from the kingdom of heaven is.

Create the telegraph directly in this strange world.

Include the eighteen generations of the other party's ancestors.

"I beep beep...you beep beep...I...beep beep."

What Uchiha Souji didn't expect was that the Third Generation Kitoru in his hand broke the defense immediately.

If this kind of defense ability was placed in the Internet era of the previous life, it is estimated that nine out of ten people would be forced into the ICU.

Uchiha Souji originally wanted to have a friendly discussion with the other party, but since he had already arrived at Uchiha Fugaku's door, he ignored it and became the third generation ghost of the telegraph machine.

What a joke, it's all this kind of mutual greeting scene, he has already seen a lot.

How could he be distracted by such a small sound.

As if he didn't hear anything, he walked into Uchiha Fugaku's house.

As soon as he entered, a touch of White's hair came into his eyes.

I boil, isn't this half and half?

Uchiha Souji was just about to think about what Kakashi did in the Uchiha family, when there were bursts of violent coughing from beside him.

The familiar coughing sound, the familiar coughing sound as if he was about to cough out his own lungs, instantly made Uchiha Souji know the sound.

Isn't this the real protagonist of our Shippuden, Moonlight Hayate?

I only met once a while ago, why did you come to the door all of a sudden?

Uchiha Souji glanced at Moonlight Hayate with some doubts, nodded towards him, then walked behind Uchiha Fugaku and stood still.

Uchiha Fugaku was very satisfied with Uchiha Souji's actions, took a sip of the tea on the table, and then explained the situation to Uchiha Souji a little bit.

After Uchiha Fugaku finished explaining, Moonlight Hayate immediately stood up and took out a sealing scroll from his arms, put it on the tatami, and pushed it towards Uchiha Fugaku.

There was a flash of distress in his eyes, this was his salary for several months and the best knife in his family.

But there is no way, it is troublesome now, he doesn't want to owe favors to the Uchiha clan, maybe his own family will be abducted if he owes it.

Today's matter itself is very risky. If this matter is not completely settled, and there is still a favor left, it is impossible to say that after the Moonlight family, they can only hang out with the Uchiha family.

Who in Konoha doesn't know how to hang out with the Uchiha family for three days and eat nine meals.

This kind of thing that can't earn fame and money can't be done!

"Souji, I want to buy that knife in your hand!"

Moonlight Gale came up with a look of familiarity, and he didn't intend to say the word Yaodao at all.

Good stuff, of course it can't be advertised everywhere.

It would be great if it could be purchased as a Common knife.

The corner of Uchiha Souji's mouth twitched slightly, and no one would notice it if he didn't observe carefully.

Although the expression on his face was very cold, the scolding had already started in his heart.

Good guy, this is one of the few good things he got out of all those years of cheating.

What's more, even if he wants to sell it, he can't sell it until he leaves Konoha Village.

Moonlight Galewind, a sick and consumptive Jōnin, knows that a good knife can greatly improve himself.

Not to mention Uchiha Souji, a Novice ninja who just entered the ninja school.

Thinking of this, Uchiha Souji's gaze towards Moonlight Hayate became a little unfriendly.

Presumably, the death of the moonlight blast should be the proper meaning of the blast, right?

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