A cold wind blew, and Xinghe woke up from his memories, and the fierce emotions in his heart turned into strong nerve signals that spread up his chest, wanting to vent out of his throat.

The boy hurriedly gritted his teeth and tried his best to swallow the emotion. But how can this wonderful chemistry of emotions be so easy to control? Even the cold-blooded heroes and high-ranking monks inevitably occasionally lose control of their moods, let alone the eight-year-old boy in front of them.

The strong signal really went up to attack the boy's tear glands, feeling the electric current raging in his nerves, stimulating his eyes, Xinghe frowned and squinted his eyes, suppressing his tear glands to prevent any liquid from appearing in his eye sockets.

A strong feeling of soreness irritates the nerves in the eyes, and it flows backwards, reverberating and spreading throughout the nerves of the galaxy's head, and the entire scalp becomes tight and numb.

The boy suppressed it vigorously, his throat whimpering, his eyes blurred, and clear fluid coming out of his nose.

"Can't cry! You swore that you would never shed a single tear again! If you want revenge, you have to be strong! Xinghe kept telling himself in his heart: "You can hate, but you must not cry!" ”

The ugly face of the male star ninja, the pity and ridicule of his peers, and the ruthless harshness of the three generations of star shadows all keep appearing in front of Xinghe's eyes, he hates Konoha who killed his parents, hates the so-called Skywalker, but also hates everyone in the star ninja village! For parents who are considered heroes by themselves, these people are betrayers! His parents will always be heroes, not some shameful vanquished!

The sourness in his heart was gradually replaced by the poisonous fire of hatred, and Xinghe sneered in his heart: "Wait! As long as I gain enough strength, I won't let any of them go! ”

Xinghe clenched his fists and felt the chakra in his body becoming more and more violent, although his body was uncomfortable, but what was it compared to the pain in his heart?

Xinghe, who had inherited the fine bloodline of his parents, obviously felt that his cultivation progress far surpassed that of his peers, and it might not be long before the chakra nature in his body would complete the transformation and officially become a star ninja.

Before I knew it, it was completely dark, and Xinghe was back in front of his familiar home again.

Seeing the cold iron locks and gates standing silently there, an unspeakable loneliness hit his heart, and Xinghe exhaled deeply to drive this useless negative emotion out of his body again.

"Click", Xinghe opened the iron lock, skillfully pushed open the gate and walked into the courtyard, and inserted the latch from the inside to lock the gate again.

After casually glancing at the courtyard, Xinghe's face changed drastically, and through the starlight, he could clearly see a row of footprints in the sand used for training!

Someone sneaked into the house while he wasn't there! The first thing that Xinghe thought of was the star shinobi who sent him a death notice last time, his parents' subordinates and friends had all died in battle, and the only person he had been in contact with in the past few months was that guy.

Good time, I'm looking for revenge on you. Thinking so, Xinghe took out a kunai and held it in his hand and slowly walked towards the dark main house.

The door that closed with a "bang" was suddenly kicked open by Xinghe, and with the starlight that spilled into the room, Xinghe saw four mysterious figures dressed strangely standing in the hall swaggeringly in the hall.

"You ......" Seeing that the person who came was not the enemy he imagined, Xinghe was about to say something, but he didn't expect to be suddenly covered from behind.

Xinghe struggled hard, but he couldn't move because he was held in his arms by the other party because of his inferior strength, and at the same time, he smelled a familiar breath from the other party!

"This smell ......" Xinghe's suddenly stopped struggling, and his heart began to beat wildly.

"Oh? Gave up? Acting so recklessly is not the quality of a ninja! ”

Listening to the familiar voice ringing in his ears, Xinghe's heart was like a lightning strike, and great joy swept through his body, making his whole person tremble.

It's the taste of motherhood! It's a mother's voice! Mother, she didn't die! She's right next to me!

In his mother's arms, Xinghe relied on hatred to support him coldly, and his heart immediately became soft and fragile, he couldn't care about any oaths anymore, and cried loudly, tears and snot gushed out, wetting the palms covering his face.

Sensing the strangeness of the little man in her arms, Xinghe's mother immediately let go of her palm and turned on the electric light in the room, crying like a tearful person, Xinghe turned around and looked at herself carefully, and then said with a crying voice: "Didn't I tell you?" Boys must learn to be strong and not to shed tears easily! ”

Xinghe lifted the mask of the person in front of him with trembling hands, and when he saw the familiar face, he shouted with joy and sorrow: "Mom! He threw himself into his mother's arms desperately.

"I knew that...... They...... Lie to me! You and Daddy...... It's a hero! How could it be...... Killed! Woowoo...... How do you guys ...... now? Just back? You know...... These months...... How much pain am I excess? To avenge you...... I've been working hard to practice! Woo woo woo ......" Xinghe buried his head in his mother's arms, wantonly venting the bitterness that had accumulated for several months, and finally couldn't cry.

"Good boy! It's not good for my father! Makes you worried! Listening to her son's intermittent story, the female ninja, who had always been strong, couldn't help but shed tears in her heart.

After a long absence, a mother and son hugged each other and vented their emotions to each other, and the sound of sobbing echoed in the house for a long time.

The other four ninjas in the hall dressed in Konoha dark costumes stood silently in place, and no one disturbed the touching scene of the mother and son hugging each other and crying.

After a long time, Xinghe's mood finally calmed down, and then he remembered something important and asked, "By the way, Mom, what about Dad?"

At this time, the poor father, who had been forgotten by a mother and son, said in a hoarse voice: "Hmph! You're still reminded of me! Is it ashamed to cry in your mother's arms when such a big person is so big?"

Xinghe's father has always been very strict with his son, and the relationship between father and son is far less close than that between mother and son, so when he heard his father's familiar reprimand, Xinghe was also happy but not excited.

"Do you dare to take off your mask and let your son see if you're secretly shedding tears?" Xinghe's mother heard something strange in her husband's voice, so she joked.

"Nonsense! Now it's in the middle of the mission, don't forget the rules of the shadows! Don't hurry up and ask the adults for their guilt! As a man, the husband is obviously much more sensible than the wife, and the name of plea is actually interceding, although he knows that the rope tree will probably not be punished for this, but he still cautiously makes a temptation.