The fierce fighting in the woods startled a line of birds flapping their wings and fleeing into the sky, quacking and reverberating in the air, and feathers of various colors falling lightly from the air.

The pitch-black shuriken collided again, causing sparks to splash and the two of them took a few steps back from the recoil of the impact.

Yaya's face was pale, and he didn't dare to let go of his eyes in the slightest, staring at the terrible man who was confronting him ten paces away.

Sweat kept sliding down Yaya's sideburns, the clothes on his body were already soaked with cold sweat, his hands were numb from the excessive force, and his legs were already overloaded, and the pain was incomparable, but the breath of the man opposite was not disordered at all, and his face still had the same sinister smile on his face - this man had been teasing him all along!

This realization made Yaya angry, but there was nothing to be done, and the worst thing was ...... At the moment when he retreated, a hot heat burned from his chest, and it only took a moment to ignite his whole body.

Miya also knew that he was sick again.

Without hesitation, he raised his shuriken and slashed his arm, and the tingling sensation brought a moment of sobriety.

He can't, he can't, he can't, he can't!

Yaya secretly bit his lip and endured, letting the sweat soak his clothes, but his face remained silent, and he slowly reached out to pull off a feather stuck to his forehead.

The forest was still quiet, and the movement they made from the fight should not be small, but there was no sign of anyone else coming to this place, and the marks he left behind didn't seem to have any effect, and no one looked for them at all.

The fog that filled the depths of the jungle grew larger and larger, as if it surrounded them, and when he looked up, the tall trees and dense canopy obscured the sun, making it impossible for him to make out how much time had passed.

It must be something Orochimaru did!

The pain in his body and the magma tumbling brain made Yaya's mind start to mess up, and his eyes began to turn black, and he wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep, maybe when he woke up, he could see his brother, Sasuke, and his parents again.

Gasping for breath rapidly, the hot gas burned through his nose, and even breathing became painful.

Will Sasuke come running to him?

Did Sasuke see the words he carved into the tree? Will he go and find someone to save him?

Will Dad come home sooner?

Will my brother end his mission early and come here to find them?

……

After all, the six-year-old child couldn't withstand the pain, and the depressed □□ overflowed from the gap between his lips, realizing that he actually exhaled in pain, Yaya gritted his teeth and swallowed the □□ into his stomach, and raised his hand again to make another bloody cut.

I wanted to use the pain to wake myself up, but in the next second, my legs softened without saying hello, and I was stunned for a moment when my knees touched the ground.

- He didn't have any strength in his legs!

Holding the shuriken that had been blunted to the ground, Yaya struggled to prop himself up, trembling and sweating profusely through the trees beside him.

"What else can you do even if you stand up? In addition to showing your stubbornness and adding a burden to your body...... Nothing. As he spoke, Orochimaru grinned, "Or is this the pride of the Uchiha clan?" ”

Yaya gritted his teeth and said, "You talk so much. ”

Orochimaru couldn't deny it, and continued: "I thought you would cry. ”

Yaya leaned against the tree behind him to support himself, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water. If it weren't for the lack of strength, he really wanted to roll his eyes at that nasty man.

"Although you are only six years old, your perception, physical skills, and physical qualities are beyond my imagination......"

Yaya leaned against the tree and was silent.

"I think that as long as you have my training, you will definitely surpass your brother, the genius Uchiha Itachi of the Uchiha clan."

Hearing the name that had been pronounced in his heart ten thousand times, Yaya suddenly pricked up his ears: "Do you know my brother? ”

Orochimaru praised without hesitation: "Is there any ninja in Konoha who doesn't know the genius Uchiha Itachi. ”

"My brother, he won't let you go!" I want to say this sentence with momentum, but because of physical reasons, Yaya's already tender child's voice makes this sentence sound like a child who has been wronged and wants to go home to complain to his brother.

"I don't want him to let me go, but I'm really looking forward to him coming to me...... He's the perfect vessel I've coveted for a long time. The long tongue licked his lips, but the words he said sent chills down the cheeks of Yaya.

Yaya's eyes widened, and he parroted out the word that seemed strange to him: "Container? ”

"Of course you can't understand my quest at such a young age. Only by obtaining the strongest body, having endless life and years that will not grow old, can you study the most extreme ninjutsu and grasp the truth of life......" Orochimaru's eyes are infinite yearning.

"You want to live forever?"

Orochimaru chuckled a few times: "Your focus is good. ”

"But what does this have to do with my brother?"

"Bodies are always going to be destroyed, so it takes new bodies to keep taking over, and your brother is the container I want most at the moment......"

Ya wasn't quite able to understand what Orochimaru was saying, and he could only vaguely conjure up a picture of Sasuke's favorite tomato being placed on a changing plate.

Tomatoes can be changed to plates, but can people too? Mi can't imagine and can't imagine!

"Don't let you beat my brother's idea! Don't try to get your way! ”

"It's true that your brother is hard to get close to, but you and Sasuke are another good choice. I thought you were better than Sasuke, no, you are indeed much better than Sasuke's qualifications. Suddenly, Orochimaru's expression turned cold, "But it's a pity...... Such a poor body is not what I want. ”

From the excitement of discovering a good seedling at the beginning to the disappointment of discovering that the seedling seems to be excellent but in fact the roots have rotted, Orochimaru's expression changed in a moment.

It is not bad to have such a appearance at a young age, obviously the onset is so painful that he wants to faint but he can be so ruthless that he can scratch himself, whether it is the insight that he can discover when he can rein in his own breath, or the courage and courage to dare to lead himself away alone, and the strong strength for a six-year-old child, this is what he can see......

He thought he had found the treasure, so he patiently tried to test the child here, but in the end it was a vain joy.

No matter how well the surface of the skin is presented, it can't hide the extremely weak inside.

-- The child is terminally ill and does not have much to live.

As one of the three ninjas, he only found out now, heh, if this child can live, he will definitely be a terrible person in the future.

-- What a pity.

The shuriken's pitch-black sword body reflected a blinding light.

Yaya could only watch as the man walked towards him step by step, he was already extremely weak and completely vulnerable.

It only blinked twice, and the man was already in front of him.

The cold light on the tip of the raised shuriken pierced Mi who wanted to shed tears, but his eyes were extremely dry, and even if there were tears, they were evaporated by the temperature of his body.

Yaya, who was already burning, suddenly said, "Wait, I still have something to say." ”