Konoha Village, Konoha Hospital.

With a loud bang, a huge blood-colored scythe slammed into the floor, smashing the originally plain marble floor into a big hole.

"Hahaha..."

A fierce laugh sounded, and Fei Duan's lilac eyes were full of fanatical flames: "Today, I will spread the blood of the evil god to the entire ninja world!" ”

"Soul light, what do you want to do!"

"This is Konoha Hidden Village!"

A Konoha Shinobi who came to the hospital for treatment because of a minor injury suddenly tensed his body, and took out a kunai from the ninja bag he carried with him and protected it tightly in front of him:

The mysterious man with a big gray back in front of him can wield such a large giant scythe like a finger, and at first glance he is a dangerous person who cannot be underestimated.

"Oh? Are you going to stop me from carrying out the will of the evil god? ”

The muscles of Feiduan's arm exerted force slightly, and the huge blood-colored scythe jumped up from the ground and aimed straight at the Konoha Shinobi, and the temperature around him suddenly plummeted a few points due to the rich murderous aura.

It's a terrible killing intent, and there's this strong smell of blood...

Several layers of cold sweat suddenly oozed from Konoha Shangshinobi's forehead, and it turned out that none of the enemies he had encountered in the mission could bring him such a great sense of oppression.

"Hurry, hurry up and ask for backup!"

The Konoha Shinobu hurriedly said to the medical staff around him.

The medical staff glanced at each other, but they came forward with strange expressions...

Then, they pressed down the emotional Konoha Shinobi.

"What do you do?"

Shangren said with a confused expression, "That one over there is a dangerous person!" ”

"Dangerous hell..."

A young doctor couldn't help but complain, "That's our Konoha Hospital's distinguished guest!" ”

Fei Duan, but through the recommendation of Tamu, the god of medicine in Konoha and the leader of the medical field, he insists on coming to Konoha Hospital every day to donate blood for public welfare.

What's more, other people's blood donations are counted by milliliters, but this Mr. Fei Duan's blood donation is calculated by catties...

In addition, under the instruction of an unknown "evil god", he also took the initiative to volunteer for various medical experiments, drug experiments and organ donation day after day without asking for anything in return, relying on his strange immortal body.

Coupled with the support of Tsunade and Tamu behind them, the medical staff of Konoha Hospital have long treated Feiduan as a father...

On the other side, there were two little nurses who greeted Fei Duan with a spring breeze on their faces, and said softly:

"Mr. Feiduan, don't pay attention to that person, please come this way with us..."

Fei Duan put away his scythe and smiled smugly:

"Sure enough, what the Evil God said is right!"

"Spreading the blood of evil gods is a great cause that no one dares to stop!"

The two nurses covered their mouths and chuckled, and their eyes were full of adoration and respect when they looked at Fei Duan:

He has a powerful immortal secret art, but he has applied it to the great ideal of dedicating himself to the medical cause...

Mr. Fei Duan is such a respectable moral model!

"Mr. Fei Duan..."

A nurse couldn't help but sigh, "That evil god of yours is really a great god!" ”

"Of course!"

Fei Duan showed a fanatical smile: "That is the supreme evil god! ”

Tam, who was carrying Hinata shopping with his big head, suddenly couldn't help but sneeze...

"Huh?"

Hinata leaned down in some surprise and looked at Tam under her, with a little worry in her tone: "Tam, are you sick?" ”

"Hmm..."

Tamu was also confused: "No..."

Odd...

How can I catch a cold with my stature...

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Fog Hidden Village, the exclusive training ground for the Seven Ninja Blades.

After a sharp sound of gold and iron, without cutting the tiger's mouth, the broad broadsword in his hand was picked out by a skillful force, and landed steadily on the ground more than ten meters away.

Before he could react, the sharp edge of the decapitation knife was on his neck;

The broadsword was precise and kept at a delicate distance invisible to the naked eye from his arteries, and the slightest further inside the blade would be a miserable splattering of blood.

"He is worthy of being the hero of the eradication of the Xiao organization, the predecessor of the Loquat Ten Tibets!"

"This is my 10th attempt..."

If you don't praise from the bottom of your heart, you have to silently raise your hands to Loquat Shizang and admit defeat.

"Humph!"

Loquat Shizang snorted coldly, and firmly inserted the decapitation knife back behind his back, although the words were not good, but there was a bit of appreciation in his tone:

"Boy, if you want to inherit this decapitating broadsword, it's still far away!"

After the collapse of the Xiao organization, Loquat Shizang and Itachi's partnership career naturally ended.

As an undercover hero for the eradication of the Akatsuki organization, he enjoyed the same treatment as Itachi in the Fog Hidden Village, and was rewarded by Yakura as soon as he returned, and officially reinstated his identity as a member of the Ninja Seven.

In addition to the general shinobi tasks, guiding the training of the reserve candidates of the ninja sword is also one of the daily tasks of the ten treasures.

After retracting the beheading knife, Loquat Shizang looked at the sun at noon, and no longer continued to train, but just beckoned to go to the sidelines to rest without beheading.

Loquat Shizang silently wiped away the sweat left by the high-intensity training with a towel, put on a wide robe, and finally beckoned a black crow to stand gently on his shoulder.

"Ten Tibetan seniors..."

The person on the side couldn't help but ask, "Where do you think I'm missing?" ”

"What's the difference?"

Loquat Shizang's brows furrowed slightly, "Water Escape Technique, Slashing Technique, and Fog Concealment Killing Technique, you have mastered them well..."

"If I have to say it, it's probably something missing..."

No more than a little curious: "What's missing?" ”

"Killing intent, killing intent against me!"

Loquat Shizang's voice became cold:

"In the original fog, if you want to get a higher status, you have to step on the stairs of flesh and blood..."

"The desire to survive can stimulate you to become stronger!"

"Ghost man, this is your former title; You should be able to understand this! ”

"Ghosts..."

No matter how unchopped, his eyes were foggy, and he couldn't help but recall those cold and bloody memories, but in the end, he showed a relieved smile and shook his head slightly:

"That's what I used to think."

"However, I have long since found something more worthy of my persistence..."

"What is it?"

Loquat Shizo was very interested in the idea of this junior who was very similar to himself.

"Bonds."

Without cutting a word, he said these two naïve words that usually only appear in children's animations.

"Are you serious?"

Loquat Juzo's expression became very strange: a Blood Mist Ninja with the title of Oni actually said such things to him...

He nodded solemnly, his eyes full of determination:

"That's right, because I've found someone I cherish..."

"I think, this kind of fetters worth guarding, you should also have the predecessors of the Ten Tibets, right?"

Loquat Shizang's heart moved slightly, but his mouth became tough: "What do you say? That kind of person would have died a long time ago..."

"That psychic crow..."

He pointed at the crow standing on Shizang's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Shizang senior, you have always carried it with you, and you will talk to it from time to time..."

Loquat Shizang suddenly stammered a little, but said insincerely:

"W-This is just a telephone..."

"In what age, is it strange to carry a mobile phone with you and make a phone call once in a while?"

Having said that, the image of the old partner still involuntarily appeared in Loquat Shizang's mind.

"Don't cut it again..."

At this time, a pleasant female voice suddenly sounded in the training ground.

Loquat Shizang turned his head to look and saw a beautiful woman in home clothes standing there with a food box in her hand.

Before Shizang could react, he greeted him with a spring breeze on his face, and then took the woman's hand and asked with some thoughtfulness and concern: "Why are you here, Xue?" ”

Xue smiled slightly, but said softly: "You were too careless in the morning and forgot to bring a bento..."

"I couldn't put it down, so I made lunch and brought it over."

If you don't cut her face again, she blushes and looks more and more like an innocent teenager: "Thank you for your hard work..."

Not...

If you don't kill the "ghost man" who said it was good...

Loquat Shizang's cheeks twitched, and finally he couldn't help asking, "If you don't cut it again, who is this?" ”

"Huh?"

With a happy smile on his face, he said with a bit of satisfaction: "This is my wife, Xue." ”

"Y-You're married?"

Loquat Shizang was a little shocked: You, a guy like me with a mouth full of fangs, a big knife on his back, half of his face covered, and not a good person at first glance, even have a wife?

"yes!" No matter how much he doesn't cut it, he still maintains a happy smile: "We also have a beautiful son..."

What the hell is a beautiful son...

I'm thirty-six years old and still single, this twenty-six-year-old junior has a wife and children hot kang head...?

If you don't cut it, you didn't notice the strangeness of Shizang's predecessors at all, but you just took your wife's hand and walked to the side...

Not...

Loquat Shizang looked at the tragic show of affection over there a little speechlessly:

This bastard junior...

I'm afraid I don't want to show me to death, so that I can inherit my beheading knife!