On the edge of the battlefield, two little kids ran up the stream one after another. In order to take care of Nandou's speed, Itachi deliberately slowed down.

Running along the way, the noisy and noisy shouts continued to escalate.

The ears were buzzing, and the mind was even more messy.

The roar of grief and anger seemed to affect people's mood and let people on the battlefield pick up their weapons and penetrate them into the enemy's heart.

This is the real battlefield!

...

Nandou is used to the dead and the like. He has seen even the tragic situation after Yunyin Village was erased from the map. This kind of battlefield where you cut and I killed really doesn't affect his mood.

However, all this was undoubtedly a terrifying visual impact for Itachi, who was only four years old.

It was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart hard, shocking.

Nandou and Itachi stood on the cliff at the top of the mountain, looking down at the valley below, Yunnin, Iwa Ninin, Konoha Ninja and the small country ninja who depended on the great power.

The different guards of the Nandou alone saw six or seven. This was a world-renowned melee!

"Hey, why do you think they want to hurt each other?" The huge visual impact made Itachi's heart fluctuate.

Although he looked expressionless, Nandou could feel the ups and downs in Itachi's heart.

Don’t ask me such a philosophical question!

Nandou glanced at Itachi speechlessly. Shouldn’t this young ghost play with mud? Are you actually considering this kind of problem?

After pondering for a moment, 100 million brain cells died in Nandou.

Finally! He said in a very stylish manner.

"This is the ninja war."

...

Itachi kept chewing on Nandou's words.

I still don’t understand in my young mind why the four words “War of the Ninja Realm” represent countless blood, countless deaths, and countless sorrows.

The wind blew gently across the faces of the two, with a strong smell of blood.

The air seemed to become wet and sticky due to the spray of countless blood.

It gives people a feeling of palpitations, as if even standing on a cliff that costs dozens of meters, the blood gulls guilloch can sputter on them.

"Is this the battle in the ninja world?" Itachi looked at the battlefield fighting below with a moving look, and the broken hair on his forehead swung with the breeze.

Woo woo woo woo

The flowing air formed wind, and the wind blew into the valley and made strange sounds, like waves of sobs of sadness.

call out!

A stray bullet came through the air and accidentally aimed at Nandou beside Itachi.

The dangerous aura made Nandou frown slightly. If he pretended not to know, this Khuwu would probably have killed him.

but

Nandou looked at Itachi beside him quietly. If he took action, he would be exposed.

Sharp!

A flash of black light, and it was Itachi who moved. He stepped forward and blocked Nandou behind him. He waved his little hand up, and the stray bullet Kyuubi in his hand flew out.

"Are you okay?" Itachi asked.

"Uh, it's okay, you're so awesome!" Nandou showed a look of lingering fear, and then looked at Itachi with bright eyes.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhengtai is still very simple now, so it would be troublesome if he deliberately tests whether he can dodge his way.

"Don't be careless, this is the battlefield." Itachi's face turned red when he was seen by Nandou's eyes, and then he changed the subject and said.

"If Itachi is here, he should be able to protect me, right?" Nandou completely substituted himself into the setting of "Five-year-old Guy" and asked with admiration and expectation.

"Um."

Itachi turned his head awkwardly and looked at the battlefield again. After being interrupted by Nandou, his inner fluctuations calmed down.

The battle continues

The sound of Kyuwu's collision, the sound of the detonation talisman, and the roar of the ninjas all declared that the scene in front of him was real.

...

After hours of fierce fighting, the shouts of killing in the valley gradually became smaller.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated at some point, revealing a gentle and gentle sunshine, like a gentle big hand stroking a person's face.

"Let's go down and have a look!"

After the battle, Itachi brought Nandou to the valley. The walls were stained with blood, the ground was filled with corpses, and countless scattered weapons were lying weakly in the valley.

The sun's light shone from the other end of the mountain, pulling the shadows of the two of them to make the elders grow.

Thick smoke rolled and the fire spread.

In the valley, it was like a doomsday scene, which made people tremble.

"Water, water"

Suddenly, a lucky Iwa Ninja in the pile of corpses stretched out his hand, and his vague consciousness was completely a clamor of the physical instinct action.

Itachi immediately trotted over when he heard the sound.

Seeing this scene, Nandou opened his mouth, saying nothing, nor did he stop Itachi from helping Iwa Ninja.

Itachi held Iwainin's head and handed the kettle to his mouth.

Gurulu

The cool and delicious spring water poured into the mouth and rolled into the chest and abdomen along the throat. Iwagen's consciousness gradually became clear.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw the side face of a four- or five-year-old ghost.

"Excuse me"

Just as Iwa Nin was about to say thank you, he caught the ninja bag on Itachi's thigh at a glance, and his relaxed nerves suddenly became tense.

Toxic tool?

Ninja?

This little devil is

enemy?!

Several thoughts flashed by, Iwagen didn't care if Itachi had given him water. Now Iwagen only had one thought in his mind.

This little devil is the enemy!

Either you are killed by the enemy or you are killed!

Even if the other party is just a little devil!

Zheng!

Iwagen suddenly rose up, stood up and held up a sharp handful of Kuna, aiming at the small Itachi and stabbed it cruelly.

A muffled sound!

The sound of Kuwu cutting through the flesh, a cluster of dazzling blood gushed out, and Ionin's pupils shrank suddenly, and he screamed in disbelief.

Power is disappearing, life is passing.

Ionin's body slowly fell to the ground, and the kunai that could not hold in his hand hit the stone, jumping to the distance.

thump!

Another corpse was added.

Itachi put away Kwai's arm and blood dripped onto the ground along the tip of Kwai.

"Dad, why did this ninja kill me?" A confused look flashed across his tender face, and he murmured, "I did nothing."

"Because this is a war." Uchiha Fugao, who appeared beside him, said indifferently.

"War?" Itachi's young mind still didn't understand, he was confused.

"It's not a fight between people, but a fight between countries." Uchiha Fugao explained calmly, "so meaningless fights will occur between strangers."

"Is that true?" A slightly trembling voice rang.

It seems to be asking: Why is this world like this? Even strangers will fight meaninglessly.

"This is the world of ninjas," Uchiha Fugaku said lightly.

"Listen, Itachi, don't forget the scene in front of you."

"Yeah," Itachi nodded slightly.

"So, explain it, Itachi." Uchiha Fugao turned his head and looked at Nandou who was ten steps away, "Who is this little guy?"

Itachi was stunned: "Uh"

He seemed to have forgotten Nandou.

Nandou:"

Did you notice the protagonist for so long?
Chapter completed!