.My name is Mizuno Xisuo, a genius who grew up in the Musine Ninja Village.

But my childhood was miserably spent in my sister's training. I remember that in the last chapter, when I was eight years old, I still clearly remember that it was on that year's birthday that year when I killed someone for the first time.

It was only eight years old that the first time he killed someone. In fact, it was too late for the ninjas in the Mud Ninja Village. In some large families, they even let their children kill people when they were three or four years old, and then the beginning of their practice was to make them get used to it when they didn't understand anything.

Therefore, I was actually prepared for killing people, and even expected it, because there were no blood around me, but I didn't expect it to be that day, in that form.

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Originally, it was an extremely happy day. Because it was a birthday, it had a rare holiday. What's more, my sister promised early on that she would give me a birthday gift. Now, it was the first gift I received in my life, but I didn't expect it to be so cruel.

I was wandering freely on the street for a day excitedly. This was a rare opportunity for freedom in my childhood, and my sister went out early, saying that it was for my birthday gift, and she made some preparations in advance.

It was late at night that she reappeared in front of me, with the cruel and tragic smile, and with the first time I left the Fog Ninja Village, I went to find the so-called birthday gift. Thinking about it now, I was so pure and stupid at that time.

Fastly passing through the night, my sister took me to the ground, a huge clearing of the dark forest, surrounded by blood, and the undead wailed and cursed in fear.

I also saw clearly that there were young children, pregnant women, elderly people, adult men, and beautiful girls, all of whom were naked and tied up on the bloody ground. Their eyes were full of despair.

"This is your birthday gift. I have worked a lot to get it here. Now, kill them for me. Oh, no, don't let them die too well. Just use your fist and punch them. Remember, don't attack the vitals."

I still clearly remember what my sister said at that time, without missing a word. Her expression was very relaxed and even a smile, but I was embarrassed to be frightened by this birthday gift.

"Sister, this..." I looked at my sister at a loss. Although I had been prepared to kill people, it was just to deal with the pain of the enemy or to solve their pain directly and quickly. However, the murder of them made me, who was still a little heroic at the time, unable to accept it at the moment.

But my sister didn't say a word, but suddenly showed her murderous intent to me for the first time, as if she fell into the Shura area. In my eyes, I saw only a blood-red fear, the courage of the original rebuttal was completely disintegrated, and the raised fists began to hit the middle-aged man heavily.

Then, the wail sounded all night. I wonder if my sister had done special treatment on these people. Everyone had to spray blood from their bodies out of their bodies before they could die.

So, until dawn and all over my body was stained with their blood, the cruel end was finally declared, but with the rising sun, my center of the earth fell into darkness. For some reason, after this murder, I felt pleasure again.

And more importantly, my power mutates with the sticky blood. Suddenly, I realized that my first blood successor was finally completed, just called the love that stretches and retracts, sister's, cruel love.

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Then, time continued to flow forward at its pace of neither hurry nor slowness. After that night, I finally began my ninja career. From the beginning, my opponent was ninja, but they were no longer alive.

I have been injured, dying, happy, and sad. These days have been considered ordinary. I have been trained by my sister. My vitality is very tenacious, and my heart can also be coldly attacked on any enemy without leaving any harm.

The strength has improved little by little in this process. Although it is not as good as my sister, when I was fourteen years old, I also called a qualified genital.

It was this year that I fell in love with someone for the first time, a few years older than me. I was just a partner in the mission, but later I got to know each other and gradually began to have different emotions.

I am a very ordinary girl, and I can't compare with my very beautiful sister. Logically speaking, I should have high requirements when I stayed with a beautiful girl like my sister. But later I fell in love with her, just because of her tenderness, the gentleness I felt for the first time in my life.

This is really the first time that someone cares about me like that, asks me if I am happy or sad, enlightens me, and makes me feel warm in my heart. Just like a normal sister treats a younger brother, and like a gentle mother, it fulfills the tenderness and desire that I have not felt from my sister since I was a child.

So, I, who had never felt these things, inevitably fell into it, and from the beginning of my dependence on the tenderness gradually became likes with the expansion of age and the germination of youth. I think that period is still happy now, stupid happiness.

Haha, I was really stupid at that time. I no longer wanted to say anything about this relationship, because the so-called happiness lasted for only half a year.

My sister, who had always been letting go of all this, suddenly found her. When she came back, she was the only one left. My sister didn't say much about this, nor did I. Everything seemed to have not changed, but there was only one person who warmed me.

Even though I felt a little resentful, I felt it was a bit natural, because this is my sister, and I dare not object to all my sister's decisions, nor do I want to object. Should I say that my sister didn't let me do it myself, I already felt sorry for me.

Of course, I later heard some other rumors, such as the woman almost married someone else before, and for example, she was once a subordinate of a political enemy of her sister. But none of these matters is important because she is dead, and even more because her sister didn't say it.

But from then on, I made up my mind to find an opportunity to leave the Mizuno, leave my sister's control and protection, and go to this world by myself. Perhaps, in this way, I will grow up and not even have the qualification to talk to my sister equally.

There are some things that I don’t want to be carried by her alone. I want to share with her. No matter what the consequences are, unfortunately, I am still protected too well, too weak, and too stupid.

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So, in the next two years, I continued to practice between life and death again in a calm manner, and continued to move forward towards the path of an excellent ninja in the eyes of everyone. My sister also had an increasingly greater influence in the village.

Then, I began to know something I didn't know before, such as Seven Knives are actually just seven clowns. It turns out that Shui Wuyue is just a not very important card in the village. For example, even Shui Ying is actually nothing, but it's a little more ruthless than everyone else, so there will be a few obedient people to use.

The strength of the village was so complex, with too many dark forces that were unknown to outsiders. Even I only know one thing now, because at that time, I was not qualified to contact these, but I knew that they were the ones who truly divided the power of the village.

But after all, no one can truly unify the Fog Ninja and control that power. There is only a relatively powerful person who can get some help without touching everyone's interests. That person is the so-called Shuiying.

However, everyone is moving towards the peak of power in this village, so it is even more cruel, because even in a village, everyone is actually more like an enemy.

And my sister has gradually stood out among our generation and has mastered the strength of our Shuiwu clan and is truly qualified to compete with others.

At this moment, the so-called Shuiying suddenly died, and my sister became the new Shuiying without knowing anything.

I don’t know what agreement they reached, what my sister paid or did, because at that time, I had taken advantage of the chaos of power transfer to leave the village and my sister, and wandered around the vast world I had always longed for.

But I also swore that one day, I would definitely come back to assist my sister, fulfill her ideals, and reach the peak of the power of the Musine Ninja.

And now, I have become stronger and have strong backings, even if he may not be reliable, in short, I, Shui Wu Xisuo, have returned again in the name of Shui Wu, and returned to the cruel stage of the Fog Ninja.
Chapter completed!