"Master, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Hanzo said in a deep voice as he looked at Xiaonan who was lying on the ground with weak power.

"It's not your fault." Bai Ye shook his head, picked up Xiaonan and put it in his arms. Seeing Xiaonan trembling slightly because of the temperature on his body, and murmured unconsciously, Bai Ye sighed, "Manpower is limited after all. You are already very powerful to be able to protect most of the Rain Country by one person."

"More weak and helpless people in the ninja world want to keep them in the protection network at all times, which is not something that one person can achieve. To achieve this, we need to establish a rule system covering the entire ninja world."

Bai Ye looked at Konoha Ninja and Rain Ninja who were fighting in the distance. Both sides continued to release powerful destructive attacks. For ninjas with such powerful power, the lives of ordinary people are not important, and they are even like fish.

"Before establishing this system of rules, all we can do is to have a clear conscience and save everyone in front of us."

Bai Ye withdrew his gaze and sighed, took off his black-bottomed red cloud robe and wrapped him around Xiaonan. He hugged Xiaonan with both hands, and walked slowly in the heavier and heavier rain, not causing any disturbance to the sleeping Xiaonan.

"Let's go, meeting is fate. Since you save this child, you must be responsible for the future growth of this child."

"From now on, she will be your personal disciple and a member of our lineage."

"Yes!" Hanzo responded.

......

Pick, snap.

"Huh?" Xiaonan whispered beside the campfire, and opened his eyes with difficulty. He saw a brown-black stone roof, but there was still an unstoppable confusion in her eyes.

Still alive?

After a while, a hint of spirit appeared in Xiaonan's eyes, and she was confused. It was at this moment that Xiaonan found a warm towel covering her forehead, a warm bedding on her body, and a burning bonfire next to her, warm.

How long has it been, how long has it been, and I have never felt this warm feeling again.

Is it an illusion?

Xiaonan closed her eyes. If it was an hallucination, then don’t let her wake up. She didn’t want to leave this illusion.

"You're awake."

A gentle voice sounded not far from Xiaonan. Xiaonan turned his head slightly and saw a fair face as pleasant as the spring breeze. "Is it you who saved me?" Although Xiaonan's voice was weak, he still thanked politely.

"You were unconscious in the rain. At the beginning, you were full of fever and almost couldn't save you. You found a medical ninja to treat you, but your body is still weak because it has not been nutritious for too long. Let's take a good rest and eat something."

Bai Ye took out a small bowl full of hot porridge from the bonfire and handed it to Xiao Nan's mouth, "Don't I need to feed you, do you?" Bai Ye said with a smile.

Xiaonan swallowed, nodded, and took out the bowl of hot porridge.

Xiaonan was like a frightened little rabbit, drinking hot porridge in small sips, and occasionally glanced at Bai Ye. It seemed that she was saved by this young man, but why did he save himself?

At this time, a tall figure came in with a wild boar from outside the cave.

"Master, the pig has been beaten." Hanzo put the wild boar on the side of the cave and looked at Bai Ye.

"She woke up?" Hanzo noticed Xiaonan who was drinking porridge at a glance. After all, this was his future personal disciple appointed by the master.

"Yeah." Bai Ye nodded. It was him who asked Hanzo to go out to make food, but Xiaonan is too weak now and can't digest it by eating barbecue directly. The matter has to be done day by day.

"Just wake up." Hanzo nodded, sat down next to Bai Ye, looking at his future cheap apprentice.

Xiaonan didn't know what to say, but perhaps the hot porridge in front of her inspired Xiaonan and gave her something to do, so Xiaonan buried her head in the porridge like an ostrich, drank the porridge little by little, and didn't have a drop left.

This is just a very ordinary bowl of porridge, but for Xiao Nan, this bowl of hot porridge after a few days of hunger is the most precious gift in life.

"My name is Xiaonan, I don't know what the two adults should call them?"

"My name is Hanzo. From now on, you will be my personal disciple." Hanzo looked at Konan, in order not to let the poison gas spread out and hide his face in the mask, but Hanzo's expression was very serious.

"Just call me the Grand Master." Bai Ye smiled slightly, and before he knew it, he had been in his lineage for four generations.

"Master Hanzo?" Xiaonan exclaimed. As a citizen of the Rain Country, no matter how small Xiaonan is, how could he have never heard of the name Hanzo?

After screaming, Xiaonan came to his senses, "I am the disciple of Lord Hanzang?"

"Call Master." Hanzo responded.

"Okay!" Xiaonan's eyes were full of perseverance. Although she didn't know why, the precocious Xiaonan knew that only by having the power in this world could he talk about everything else, and becoming a disciple of Hanzo could undoubtedly give her this kind of power.

"Master, I want to take revenge..."

......

At the same time, a child named Nagato was killed by Konoha Ninja who broke into the house and became an orphan.

This time, Nagato was not Madara's pawn, and there was no reincarnation eye in his destiny.

A day later, when Nagato was so hungry that he met a boy named Yahiko. Yahiko extended a helping hand when Nagato needed help the most.

However, this time, there was no girl named Xiaonan beside the two.

......

A few years later, it is still in front of the cabin.

The girl with purple paper flowers on her hair threw paper shurikens one by one, and the paper shurikens cut through the sky and made a loud hissing sound.

Hanzhao stood there seriously and supervised, which put a lot of pressure on the girl.

Bai Ye fiddled with the camera under the eaves, recording these precious scenes.

At this moment, just like that moment.

Once upon a time, at the same place, a young man named Hanzo was trained here, which was a stricter training than most people in the ninja world.

But now, the boy named Hanzo who was once tempered has become the one who taught others.

The previous generation taught what they knew to the next generation.

The next generation passes the same thing onto the next generation.

Perhaps, this is the so-called word inheritance.

At this time, the girl finally fired a hundred paper shurikens in succession.

Hanzo nodded: "No, after a few years of practice, the paper secret technique finally looked like a little, and the control of chakra can reach the passing line."

"Let's go, Master will take you to take revenge."

"I have investigated the information about killing your parents, and it's here." Hanzo handed Xiaonan a piece of white paper full of information, "both of them are the strength of the Shangnin, and the rest depends on yourself."

"Master...I..."
Chapter completed!