present to the lord

The sky was bright and clear, but the Chunin Exam had hidden secrets. Naruto, without the Nine-Tails Seal, spent three years in the Yongle Mansion. Although he still looked carefree, there was no way to deny the boy's intelligence.

With the inborn talent, the acquired diligence, and the teaching of a good teacher, it is only natural for this child to perform in the death forest.

And such excellence has always been in the eyes of income.Orochimaru squinted his cold eyes through Kazekage's hat: "Heh... Nine-Tails Jinchuriki? Jinchuriki who has the vitality of the Uzumaki clan, as a container, it seems to be comparable to that Uchiha child. , such a potential..."

However, with such thoughts, he frowned slightly when he saw the arrogant red-haired man in the stands. That man was not an easy guy to dismiss.

Sensing the sight from Fengying, Fan Haoran raised his eyelids and took a light look.Orochimaru?

He didn't deeply explore the so-called "future" in this world, but he only had some vague impressions, and he didn't want to know how clearly the "future" was. At the moment he came to this world, the so-called "future" It has changed, and his purpose is to change those 'futures'.

Orochimaru saw the smile of the man named 'Hayabusa', and he felt a sense of congestion in his heart, and the unsmooth mood made his eyes unhappy.Such a clear smile is so vile at the moment, that... a man like a thief!

"Mr. Falcon, hahaha, I won!" Naruto happily jumped onto the stands, and stood next to the tall and straight red-haired man, his cheerful appearance was as dazzling as a little sun, "nie~ Did you see that! "

"Good job." The slightly soft compliment made the little golden sun even more happy, and he patted the top of Naruto's head with his wide and hot palm.

"Hey!" Naruto smiled happily, showing his big white teeth.

After all, he is just a child who lacks love.Fan Haoran looked down at him for a moment, and gentleness flashed in his usually unscrupulous and arrogant eyes.

The following competition is still going on, Gaara is standing in the corner, looking at the competition platform below with dark green eyes, if Nine Tails Jinchuriki and Ichibi Jinchuriki approach a man at the same time, it will cause a lot of trouble trouble.His breath became more and more violent, even his brothers and sisters who were blood relatives did not dare to come up and talk to Gaara casually.

The competition soon came to Gaara, and the opponent was Uchiha.

Both are teenagers known as geniuses, one is Uchiha's orphan, and the other is Izuo Jinchuriki, Uchiha's cold eyes full of anger and hatred for revenge, and bloody eyes that turn wildly.

And Gaara's body was surrounded by rapidly floating and rotating gravel, with gloomy and tyrannical eyesight, he watched the sand around him quickly resist Uchiha's attack, felt bored and annoying, and really wanted to kill this person in front of him!

Fan Haoran looked at the flickering figures below, and still noticed that many people were quietly disappearing.

Already started?Orochimaru's plan.

He still has some impressions, it seems that the third generation summoned the god of death at the cost of their lives, and their behavior was full of intentions to kill Orochimaru, but this old man is too nostalgic, and he still has memories of the past for this disciple. Little by little, the old man couldn't really kill him.

And he who is unlucky and keeps running around, not only to prevent the death of important people, but also to prevent the return of the plot.He leaned aside and thought about it. There are two ways to solve all the problems. First, he rushes to the scene, wherever he needs to go, until the end of the plot.Second, he came to end this constantly contested world.

The first method is too troublesome and lacks skills. It is impossible to save everyone. There is no perfect ending or method in the world, and he can only choose according to the importance of the characters.The first one is Uchiha Itachi, the second one is Orochimaru, and then Kimomaro, Gaara...

All important characters have very good abilities, so there is no need to worry about irreparable things caused by sudden death.

That's fine.He licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, excited as if rolling blood.

"Mr. Orochimaru, where are you going?" The man with long fiery hair stood there, his body seemed to be surrounded by an invisible arc of light, but it was scorching hot, like a flame, and his golden eyes came from both sides. The power is no longer suppressed and turned into the red color of the nine tails, as clear as a red gemstone, with sharp light and a smile.

Orochimaru was wearing Kazekage's haori, and a bamboo hat completely concealed his face.He stopped in his tracks, and it was the dull voice of an ordinary man: "What are you talking about?"

When the eyes under the bamboo hat saw the red eyes soaked in light like crystals of the man opposite, they paused for a moment, and then said: "I am Kazekage of Sand Village, why are you stopping me?"

He adjusted his standing posture: "For your Konoha collapse plan, um" he narrowed his eyes and smiled at the last sound.

"Really." The voice that came out was finally hoarse like a snake, "I didn't expect you to know this, you are worthy of being the lord of Yongle Palace, but what purpose are you trying to stop my plan?"

"For you."

Orochimaru raised his head and took out the Kusanagi sword from his mouth, froze, almost choked, rolled up his soft and long tongue, pushed the Kusanagi sword out, and held it in his hand.

"Are you teasing me, Orochimaru, Lord Yongle?" He hissed, with a dangerous light lurking in his eyes.

Fan Haoran didn't have the slightest opinion on his slightly disgusting behavior of taking something out of his mouth, he raised his hand and made a gesture of calm down, in a casual movement: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't think The idea of ​​being your enemy is just wanting a child in your hands."

Orochimaru was silent for a moment, he understood that the man opposite him was not as lazy as he seemed, and even he would feel suffocated for a moment by the inadvertently exuded strength.

"Let's talk about it. If the price is right, it's not without discussion."

"Kunmaru."

It's not that Junma Lu must immediately take Orochimaru, but I hope that the child will be studied as an experimental subject. He can provide the best equipment and the best talents to help the child survive the disease caused by the blood inheritance boundary. .Of course, there is not much benevolence in the statement. Orochimaru is a very ambitious guy. He will not do anything for free because of a subordinate. Naturally, there are some naked exchange of benefits.

In short, the result was very good, and Orochimaru was quite satisfied with this transaction.

Fan Haoran doesn't care about giving this man more convenience, and it's not difficult to get some Blood Wheel Eyes soaked in potion. If it doesn't work, isn't one eye still alive? Uchiha Itachi can't move, Kakashi? Can't he move yet?

Although the transaction was very harmonious, seeing Orochimaru mercilessly preparing to kill the Third Hokage, the old and tired figure was already bleeding from the battle, and his withered face was gasping for breath.

Surrounded by ninjas who were blocked outside because of the barrier, they looked anxiously at the two people on the height.

Kakashi had already resolved the outside problems and came here. He frowned slightly when he saw Fan Haoran standing aside with his chest ringed. His doubts about this man did not relax because he was Naruto's friend, even Because of Nine Tails Jinchuriki's sensitive identity, he became more suspicious and wary.

"Are you worried about the Third Hokage?" Fan Haoran glanced at him and then raised his head to look at the two people who were fighting together. At this time, the sun didn't think that such a battle was gloomy, it was bright and soft, so beautiful that it was never before different.

Such a clear and wanton gaze caused Kakashi to lose his mind for a moment. The long fiery red hair was very neat, and the sunlight shone on it, giving off a shimmering light. The sense of power like flames and blades is so clear and strong.

This is a powerful man, a man so strong that he doesn't disdain conspiracy and trickery.

"Who are you?" Kakashi couldn't help but ask because of this man's temperament, wanting to find out the real identity of this man, "You know Orochimaru, right?" That kind of smiling eyes looked at Orochimaru's familiarity , Kakashi wanted to push up the forehead shield covering the eyes of blood.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll attack you if you ask so unabashedly?" Fan Haoran's tongue brushed between his teeth, his body inactive for a long time, watching the battle above, he felt an urge to do something.Anyone is fine, just come and kill one.

"..." Kakashi was silent, but his body tensed up.

"Don't be so serious, I'm just joking." Fan Haoran smiled viciously, then put a hand on his stiff shoulder, put it in the ear of the silver-haired ninja, and whispered, "Do you want to save Hiruzaru Sarutobi? ? I can help you."

His deep voice carried the fiery aura of Nine-Tails, slowly and softly seducing this ninja who loves the village, the male's ambiguous voice seemed to raise the temperature around him as soon as he opened his mouth: "I can help you, You see, the third generation is about to die, don't you want him to survive, such an old man who works hard for Konoha, do you want him to die at the hands of his disciples?"

"And you, obviously can keep him alive."

Kakashi: "Tell me, what do you want." He looked at the red-haired man with firm and penetrating eyes.

"I want your eye, this one that doesn't belong to you."

"it is good!"

Ignoring Orochimaru's ugly face, he smiled without guilt: "Ah, I'm so sorry, someone gave me something I couldn't refuse, and it wasn't my intention to stop you."

Fan Haoran had an expression of 'don't get me wrong, I was forced', and sighed: "Should we continue fighting, or?" Although he said this, he still pushed Hiruzaru Sarutobi down, watching The tumbling cold black air knew that the so-called 'Death' was about to come out.

"Are you doing this to tear up our deal?" Orochimaru's golden eyes were as sharp as a beast, and he hissed, but still maintained a considerable demeanor.

"The deal between you and me is not contradictory." Fan Haoran expressed his attitude that the deal was not void.

Although he expressed his attitude in this way, he will not retreat and leave because of this. When Da Shemaru saw that look in his eyes, he knew that this man would never be manipulated.But Orochimaru will not be disappointed, on the contrary, this man's attitude will make him think more deeply, maybe he can have a more pleasant cooperation with such a man.Even if it is not easy to control, but because of this, he will be more valuable.

Fan Haoran watched with displeasure and kept humming and laughing, talking about stupid human beings, insignificance, the God of Death, a beast-like body, black thick fog, and an ominous breath.Everything shows that such a creature is not a mundane thing.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, his pupils turned bright red at that moment, they were the eyes of death.

The creature's head was just twisted with meaningless numbers, not blanks that belonged to Reapers, nor numbers that belonged to human life spans.

"It's just a clumsy evil spirit who has the guts to say such things." Fan Haoran smiled lightly, his brows and eyes full of evil smiles, "If you don't use those, you should make me happier, right?"

He said this, but paused again, and said to Orochimaru who was obviously shocked by the appearance of such a spirit body: "Ah, Orochimaru-san, I forgot, this should be your prey."

He sighed in disappointment, "Oh..."

Orochimaru: What are you disappointed about!

The ninja below also had black lines on his face, and even the tired Sarutobi Hiruzen couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"Insignificant human being, you summoned me out, understand the price!" the god of death said to Sarutobi Hiruzen who could no longer stand up, his eyes were full of greed, "Use your soul."

"Oshemaru, my..." Disciple.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi looked at that former disciple sadly, why did he become like this?Why did it end up like this!

No matter how sad his heart is, this old man, this man who once burned like a flame and was admired and respected by others, is now old and has been smoothed by the suction of the years, so tired and powerless at this moment .

Orochimaru looked down at the old man who was being supported indifferently: "Sarutobi Hiruzen." He just called out the name of the former teacher without saying anything else, but it was cold, and he knew it immediately.

"Oshemaru, I never thought that one day you would return to Konoha in such a posture." His old eyes were extremely sad, "You actually want to destroy Konoha."

The man with an abnormally pale complexion just looked at his former teacher with obvious sarcasm in his eyes: "Aging is such an empty thing. Looking at you at this moment, I can deeply feel this thought."

"A place like Konoha is really boring, it stops motionless, as if there is no life, and I am bored at first glance." Orochimaru said, "It's like a windmill, although sometimes it turns slowly, but it doesn't stop. It’s not worth seeing. Now we need to take advantage of the gust of wind that destroys Konoha to make the windmill turn.”

So to seek eternal life?

Fan Haoran couldn't help but want to sigh, people's greed and desire will never be satisfied, eternal life...?

He looked at his young palm, the palm lines were clear, the skin was shiny and elastic, the muscles were well-proportioned, and the knuckles were strong.So what if he lived forever?All gain means loss, and eternal life is constantly lost.

None of those people in the past could stay in time. Except for himself, everything he got meant the loss of the future, and he could never get it again.

At this moment, he even wants to let Orochimaru, who is pursuing eternal life, taste the taste of eternal life. After endless time, let's see what this man is like.

But forget it.He clenched his fist, put his hand down, and touched his face with admiration: I am indeed a good person.