"Brother Winter Night." Kai abruptly interrupted the conversation.

"I'm done." This is Kai, who is already fully satisfied with his belly being filled, and his silly smile seems to have accomplished something that he is extremely proud of.

"Of course, you can be like Kai too."

Winter Night continued to chat with Kakashi as he handed out a clean handkerchief so that Kai could wipe the oil from his mouth.

"Don't!"

Allow me to resist, Kakashi conveyed the meaning that it was impossible for him to call him Winter Night, "Brother" or something, so that he should not be treated as a child.

"Why?" Instead of Fuyuya, Kai had just finished eating, and in contrast to Kakashi's resistance, he fully accepted the reality of shouting "Fuyuya Brother".

"There is no why!"

It's not without reason, it's just that it must be a troublesome thing to explain to Kai, and he realizes this, so he refuses to answer.

"Alright, Kai, let's get some time left to exercise!" Winter Night duly stopped Maitkai, who might have been asking him all along, and reminded him as usual.

"Is it okay for him to do this?"

Raising eyebrows and looking at the push-ups just after eating, such a vigorous exercise Kai, maybe this is the concern of Kakashi's genius?

"It's okay, get used to it, and there's never enough time for them."

Habit is for Kay? Or for yourself? There was no clear explanation for the winter night, but there was only one thing that was always clear.

Compared to the beauty of the most fantasies, the cruelty of reality is always more!

looked at this four-year-old little guy with deep eyes, on him, I don't know how many times I saw Dai's figure, it was really father and son! It seems that there are many times such sighs!

Compared to Dai, who has no ninjutsu talent at all, Kai may be better, but Kai, who is still a lot worse than his peers, finally chooses to focus on the extreme training of physical arts, just like his father, from a year ago.

When he grows up in the future, maybe he will also teach him the Eight Doors Dunjia, right?

In the same way, the helplessness of reality is that the Winter Night's Reverse Eight Gate Dunjia has not yet been deduced, and even if it is completed, the superb chakra control negates the possibility of Kai!

He doesn't have time, he lacks time, everything is just to catch up with the so-called geniuses, like Hachiki Sakushi, and like his son Kakashi Hachiki, these two pairs of father and son, is all this necessary or accidental?

Sometimes, fate is so wonderful that I can't help but want to laugh on a winter night, because of the medical ninjutsu that Dai chose, maybe it will always be exclusive to their father and son.

"You want to know the answer." Winter Night suddenly took the initiative to speak.

"Know my relationship with this kid named Maitkai?" The original origin of the conversation between the two was this question, and all along, Winter Night had avoided positive answers in various ways, but at this moment, he longed! Eager to give his answer.

"He's the existence I longed for!" There is no expression on his face, but his eyes express his feelings in the purest way, is that a smile?

Kakashi couldn't tell if Winter Night was joking or telling the truth, but before he did, maybe he needed to understand what the word "longing" meant.

The two little guys, one focused on their daily exercise, and the other buried their heads in thinking about the words of the winter night, the noon time was spent inexplicably.

As it turned out, after just a few hours at school, he already felt very unaccustomed to the winter night, and he knew that students were his job.

After returning home quickly, the residual influence of school on his spirit continues!

The children are always quick to play together, so just on the first day of school, Kai is as isolated in the class as Winter Night imagined.

Worried about this established reality, he needs to make suggestions for Kai to change the situation, but on the other hand, he must remain silent about the reality that Kai can only giggle and deal with.

Although he was only ten years old, he was not yet old enough to consider getting married and having children, and at this time he had already begun to resist the profession of "parent".

"It's troublesome!" Watching Kai's blood sway the sweat of youth, I don't know when, Winter Night imitated Kakashi by himself.

There is no good solution to the winter night, and in the end, it can only be hastily done, and the reason in the brain temporarily postpones Kai's school life, and studies the reverse eight doors of Dunjia as usual.

Very skillful seal, just a magic seal, but the light fingers drew an arc of phantoms in the air.

The winter night that separated a shadow clone, as usual, reached out and slowly injected Chakra into the body of the shadow clone.

Exploring through the way chakra flows through the meridians of the human body is the most basic diagnosis and treatment method for medical ninjas, of course, in the absence of such a powerful bug as the inner vision of the winter night, the medical ninja naturally cannot do the ultimate meticulousness.

The ability to look inside gives Winter Night a great deal of control over the body, and the Shadow Clones have the same memories and abilities, so they can make the most of it.

This is the reason why Winter Night has always had the confidence to complete the Reverse Eight Dunjia Technique, otherwise he may not have a little trick if he is given a longer time.

Winter Night fuses his own chakra with the chakra in the shadow clone meridians, retaining the consciousness of flowing through the body in the way of the other party.

I don't know how long later, the first failure was expected, and then the second failure followed, and then the third •••••?

For the winter night, the chakra that was originally from the same body, there was no possibility of the so-called rejection, and he carefully felt the chakra in the shadow body, which was flowing at an incomparable speed at the moment, and felt completely silent as stagnant water.

Time is slowly slipping away, such a silent and waiting time, the winter night has been spent I don't know how many times, and the impatient thoughts have disappeared without a trace before they can ripple.

Patience is a good character, he admonished himself, and then some small voice sounded for a moment, like a drop of water splashed on a stone.

"Ding", the note of Qing Lingling spreads, and then the water drops pass through, the stream murmurs, the river rushes, the waves are monstrous, from small to large, from ordinary to shocking, all changes are only instantaneous, and the rhythm of everything is like a white horse passing through a gap.

Accelerate, accelerate. Hasten! It's like an infinite increase, a crazy flow of twists and turns that still collide, chakras are like hot cattle, in the body of the shadow clone, above this natural wilderness, a desperate riot.

The surge of energy made the surface of the shadow clone glow with an unnatural ruddy, and the bright red color not only represented the so-called vitality of life, but was more like a short-lived death overdraft.

Circulation, the complete circulation in the body makes people feel perfect, but in the same way, such perfection has a limit, and the waves of chakra swept in, carrying a power that seems to be destroyed.

The body, the weak body, this limited space has restrained the power of the chakra, so everything needs a catharsis, and the choice of this catharsis has been there from the beginning, the rushing blue water, reaching the critical point of the power towards the heart.

In the heart that represents the vitality of the body, the speed of the jump is the same as the riot, the contraction, the spaciousness, the spaciousness, the reciprocating movement at a certain moment, the high degree of nutrient consumption criticality, the loss of a large amount of sugar, the brain, receiving the general fog of consciousness lack of oxygen.

Illusion? No, thousands of unforgettable memories were in my mind, all the similar situations, all the fog in front of me had dissipated, and then a portal made of blood-red fog could be vaguely seen, suspended in mid-air, obviously seemingly disappearing at any moment, but in fact it was constantly filling with ominous qi.

The door of death, like the meaning of the word "death", the breath of death came from the blood-red void portal.

It's not the first time you've been close to the brink of death, but this time, there's an inexplicable feeling in the winter night, a metamorphosis?! Or is it the expectation of self-gratification?

No, on the scale of unequal life and death, the only one in nearly 10,000 times, the 99.9 percent death and 0.1 percent of life, may be slowly and orderly reversing the direction at this moment.

The intersection of blood red and blue, hues was born at a certain moment, and under the gorgeous light was an incomprehensible scattered shock.

The sound of "bang" shattering sounded, and the virtual blood-red portal, under the threat of power, was broken through a hole!

Is it worth rejoicing? No, this is just the first step, and similar experiences to the past make the winter night still calm and unusual.

Compared with the achievement of tearing the "door of death", whether or not you can withstand the power that rolls out from behind the door is the most critical step in everything.

Therefore, it is clear that he has only completed the simplest step, but Winter Night is extremely firm in believing that such success will continue, and there is no reason why he is so "stubborn"?!

Chakra's currents gained the upper hand, and continued to crash again and again, the small opening in the torn portal expanding little by little.

The so-called thousand-mile embankment was destroyed in the anthill, and the shattered patterns began to extend, like lightning bombardment, and the blood-red portal would be completely broken at some point.

As the blood-colored door shattered, from behind it, a force that was so thick that it was incomprehensible in the winter night surged from the deep and hidden darkness to the entire body of the shadow clone.

And then••••••

Looking at the shadow clone that did not disappear from the place, but simply fell into a dizzy state, such a completely different experimental result completely made Winter Night boldly guess. Did it work? He couldn't help but think so.