Chapter 1

In the 12th year of Muye, it was a legendary time recorded in the archives

"Hetian!"

Outside the nursery room, a middle-aged man with a stubble on his face was carrying a cigarette and looked tired: "the husband and wife of Yusheng family have died."

Hearing this, the young man named Hetian couldn't help shaking his body slightly. He seemed to be unable to believe it. He asked in a shaking voice, "are they all dead?"

After getting the middle-aged man's affirmative answer, He Tian's eyes have already had some tears. He choked: "I didn't expect that Yu Sheng, such a good husband and wife, would die as well..."

The middle-aged man took a long puff of smoke, patted Hetian's shoulder and comforted him: "Hetian, these righteous deeds you have made will not be forgotten by the upper authorities when the war is over..."

Hearing this, Hetian seemed to be humiliated and blushed: "where are you speaking? They trust me when they entrust their children to me. Even if they die, I must bring up the children. This is my responsibility! "

Another two greetings, two people slowly walked out.

The two of them walked out the door slowly. They never thought that there was a pair of eyes on the baby bed in the nursery. They were staring at the business card on their crib: Yusheng

"Did I cross into the world of fire and shadow?"

Li Jiexuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the fire shadow calendar not far away: "twelve years of wood leaf?"

This is not so wonderful. As a fan of fire shadow, he knows most of the events in the world of fire shadow.

Three world wars of tolerance!

Nine tail attack wood leaf!

Yu Zhibo's family perishes!

Bai Jue's plot!

Unfortunately, most of these big events happened decades later. The 12th year of Muye is a cruel and bloody time, with only a few words recorded, because it is just a simple war, fighting

"Without strength, I'm afraid I'll die soon."

Li Jiexuan closed his eyes and slowly appeared a line of strange fonts.

Please get your gift bag

Li Jiexuan looked at the news flashing in front of him. At the same time, there is an ordinary looking wooden treasure chest, which is emitting light fluorescence.

Character: Li Jiexuan.

Item: none.

Chakra: No.

Ninja: none.

"System..."

Li Jiexuan had some feelings. As soon as he passed through, he discovered the system.

"Ninja training system!"

However, Li Jiexuan did not open the treasure box given by the system rashly. If there is a Gundam out of the box, with his baby's body now, he is undoubtedly looking for trouble for himself.

Inside the tall floor mirror, on the warm crib, a lovely baby is squinting and staring at the mirror tightly.

"Unexpectedly, I turned into a baby..."

Li Jiexuan pinched his chin, but he was not too angry. After all, it can be said that it is rejuvenation.

"But now is not the time to think about it." Li Jiexuan looked at the name of Yusheng Jiexuan on his bed and frowned: "if I heard you correctly just now, the parents of his body have died in the war..."

This nursery is supposed to be a store specially for Muye Ninja to foster babies. The Hotan should be the owner of this baby care store just now.

Just then, the door of the nursery was suddenly opened again. The boss of nursery, Hetian, is back!

Li Jiexuan quickly lay back, but he saw it between his eyelashes. The expression on Hetian's face was very ugly.

A thin face full of vultures' sneers!

"Ha ha, you little fellow, if you knew your parents were so short-lived, how could I not let you waste so many days of my food in vain..."

While saying that, crane track and field went straight to Li Jiexuan's bed, reached out and grabbed Li Jiexuan.

Hetian's cold hands, like spiders' limbs, pinched Li Jiexuan's neck, as if carrying a bag of garbage. He Tian grabbed Li Jiexuan and walked towards the back door of the nursery.

"Hey, good boy, you're sleeping so hard!"

With a grin, Hetian opens the dustbin behind the shop door and throws Li Jiexuan into it

One minute later, it was confirmed that Hetian had left.

Li Jiexuan stood up slowly from the dustbin and sighed at the tight iron cover on the dustbin

"Sure enough, this is the real ninja..."

Li Jiexuan sighed deeply: "the will of fire may be burning well, but under the burning flame, there are rotten branches and rotten roots..."