"This is the letter from the kid to reply to you, and the gift, you see?" Naruto said, waiting for Sasuke to respond.

"No time." Sasuke said without raising his head.

Still burying his head in practicing Qiandi, there are subtle arcs shining and jumping on his left hand.

Naruto stood by and watched, using Sharingan, rolled his eyes, and thoughts to see the problems Sasuke encountered and gave advice.

There is no direct answer, but a guide with indirect guidance.

Sasuke's understanding was good, and he soon found the right method and his progress improved a lot.

Seeing that Sasuke was on the right track, Naruto stopped staying for a long time and left with the flying thunder god.

After about twenty minutes, Sasuke stopped practicing, shook his cramped and trembling left hand, with a cold expression on his face.

Go to the stone table and open the bag.

A Naruto's own wood carving figure, a page-turning animation with Sasuke as the protagonist, and then it's a believer.

Stay on these two things for a moment and spread the letter paper.

It's Naruto's handwriting.

Sasuke recognized it as neatly as if it was printed in a textbook.

"It's really Sasuke? Not a scam, right? Is there any evidence to prove that you are Sasuke?"

Nearly a thousand words.

Some things around me were all trivial and irrelevant.

At the end, if you cannot prove your identity, you will not reply again.

Sasuke glanced over it briefly, closed it, turned around, and looked at the mysterious man who had appeared there at some time, left and returned.

"Naruto, is he really okay?"

At this point, Sasuke didn't care about covering up any more. He knew that covering up was useless and could not hide it from the other party.

"It's a little bit." Naruto thought for a while, talked about the villagers' attitude towards him, and said the main one.

Sasuke heard speechlessly.

"There is a letter to be returned. Now I will send it to him immediately." Naruto said.

Sasuke turned around and entered the room, took the pen, and wrote on paper.

"I'm living a good life now. No one around me botheres me. I'm quiet enough. Before that, when I met a tribe member, I don't know if he is my tribe member. He has Sharingan, that..."

Having written this, Sasuke paused and thought deeply, he used a stroke to remove the description of his tribe members and replaced it with half a teacher.

Tell yourself about your life here in a relaxed way.

There are no shortage of animals nearby, including deer, sheep, and fish and shrimps in the river.

The products of nature are very rich. With personal dosage, it can be said that they are inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

Even if there is no supply of mysterious people, it is not difficult for Sasuke to survive in this deep mountain.

Considering that the mysterious man would read this letter, Sasuke didn't write too much, so he only chose these daily life.

He secretly looked for a way to escape and set up traps to prevent him from fighting against a mysterious man one day in the future. He could have the power to fight and not be defeated.

Sasuke didn't mention these things about life and the future.

At the end, he mentioned a few things that only he knew about Naruto, in order to prove his identity.

After writing, check twice, modify the typo, make sure there is no problem, and copy it completely on a new piece of paper.

Looking at this final product, two words, perfection, appeared in Yu Sasuke's heart.

After receiving the letter that took nearly fifty minutes, Naruto left without saying a word.

This time I really left, and I didn't hide in the dark, and I rolled my eyes to observe Sasuke's reaction.

Facing this quiet and empty environment, Sasuke pinched his face.

Eat various health supplements, supplements, and foods, fill your stomach, have a short rest, and once again devote yourself to the hard work day after day.

On the other side, sitting upright on the roof of a small building, Naruto smiled knowingly after reading the letter.

He tucked his fingers and destroyed the letter, then formed the seal of the flying Thunder God, and returned to Konoha Village in an instant.

He rolled his eyes and Hong was no longer there. Yabumo was sitting on the head of the bed, concentrating on painting.

In addition, Naruto was paying attention to Sandai, and saw Sandai watching Yakumo with a crystal ball, and he thought it was dangerous.

Fortunately, I didn’t go directly to Yakumo, otherwise what would I think if I was seen by the third generation?

It was not until the third generation closed the crystal ball and rested, and Naruto took action.

Take this opportunity and take advantage of this time, and go to find Yakumo.

This is Konoha Village, and there is no need to arrange for Anbu to monitor and protect Yagum. Only two medical ninjas are left behind.

Naruto came to Yakumo's bed with slight hands and feet, without making any noise, but a flash of eyes appeared in a maze.

Countless doors are changing positions in front of you, the stairs are switching back and forth, and there are blue ghost fires dancing in the sky.

Sharingan, seeing the sage, cooperated with both forces to crack the illusion, and Naruto spoke.

"I thought you were asleep, but I didn't expect you to pretend to be asleep."

Yakumo opened her eyes.

Pull out a mini drawing board the size of a mobile phone from the quilt, put it on the bedside table, sit up, hold the long dispersed hair, and take it away from your right shoulder.

"I have been waiting for you. I almost couldn't help falling asleep so late. Please help me to get a little earlier next time, or set a time."

"Sorry, the third generation is peeking at you. It's hard for me to come over, for fear of causing misunderstandings and making you sad."

This sadness does not mean sadness, but life situation. In Konoha, what she fears most is to arouse Naruto's suspicion, which will be very troublesome.

"Peeing?" Yakumo frowned.

"Well, the third generation has a very wonderful prop that can be viewed remotely in any area of ​​the village, presenting the most realistic picture." Naruto explained.

Yabumo was stuck for a moment: "Border lift?" (It's not a typo, it was deliberately typing it like this)

Skip this question and Naruto took out the temporary writing technique from his cuff and handed it to Yamato.

"What is this?" Yakumo was curious.

"The Yin Seal, the S-level ninjutsu, is most suitable for people like you who are born with very few chakras. You can accumulate chakras that you cannot use normally and release them when needed." Naruto said.

"I greatly improve your battery life, so that I won't be able to get weak if I use a few illusions."

This is different from the way to change physical fitness as imagined, and Yakumo was a little disappointed.

It's just some.

After listening to Naruto's description of this technique, he knew what this technique meant to her. Yakumo was not pretentious and said frankly. Thank you.

"It's still the same problem. Third generation is not very relieved to you. Sometimes, they will peek with crystal balls. When you practice, be careful and careful." Naruto reminded.

Not at ease? Yakumo sneered.

She was determined to believe that it was the three generations who sent someone to assassinate her parents. This preconceived hatred made her feel no favoritism for the three generations.

In addition, the third generation used strange props, and without permission from others, they could peek at the other party's behavior, which was no different from animals.

"Your physical problems cannot be improved. Physical skills, ninjutsu, and other knowledge are not necessary to think about it."

"The Yin Seal is your source of chakra, and illusion is your only weapon. If you do these two points well, you are the strongest, do you know?"

Yakumo nodded while watching the practice method of Yin Seal, trying to memorize it as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!