Naruto I am a cat

"Banban, who will win this war?" Maomao asked while lying on the roof with grass in its mouth, looking at Baiyun leisurely.

"Let's go to the Uchiha clan!" Banban looked towards the distance with some uncertainty. There, now is the battlefield, and the civil war of the Sharingan clan is going on.

"Is that so?" Mao Mao rolled indifferently. "He will be fine."

"Maomao, you still care about him." Madara laughed all of a sudden, teasing the rumored Maomao.

"Who... who said that?" Mao Mao rushed forward. "Bastard... bastard, who would worry about him!"

Mao Mao turned her head, her ears turning red.

"Hehe, Maomao, he is your father, it's normal for you to worry about him." Madara tried hard to straighten his face.

"He's not my father, my father won't always play tricks on me!" Maomao was furious, obviously, Banban stepped on the thunder point.

The bad relationship between Mao Mao and his father is well known to the Uchiha clan. Mao Mao's father has always been romantic, and countless flowers are planted on this cow dung.

"Maomao..." Madara was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Master Maomao, Qifeng (Maomao's father) was killed." A female ninja who had just returned from the battlefield reported to Maomao.

"..." Mao Mao's face darkened slightly, and then he ran towards the position of Uchiha Qifeng in an instant.

"What's going on here?" Uchiha Madara frowned. According to Uncle Qifeng's ninjutsu, it shouldn't be so easy to sacrifice?

"The Chunle family of the alliance has a mole." The female ninja lowered her head and reported.

"Chun Le..." Uchiha Madara's complexion suddenly sank, and a hazy light flashed in his eyes.

"Ahh..." A scream came from where the cat was.

Uchiha Madara changed his face all of a sudden, and rushed over in an instant.

"Ahh..." Maomao covered her eyes and screamed. "It hurts..." There was blood running between Mao Mao's fingers covering her eyes.

"Maomao!" Madara hugged Maomao, and took off his hand covering his eyes. "What... what's going on?"

Strange hexagrams formed in the eyes, dark red eyes, silver-white hexagrams.

"Blade... the eyes are good... it hurts." Mao Mao said weakly with trembling lips.

"It's okay! It's okay!" Banban comforted Maomao, patting on the back.

"But...it hurts!" Mao Mao's hand tightly grasped Spot's clothes.

"It's okay! It's okay! Be good!" Banban coaxed Maomao softly.

"Eyes, what's wrong?" Maomao asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, it should be an upgrade!" Banban picked up Maomao and walked back to the inner room.

"Maomao, forget about this! Get some sleep and you'll be fine." Madara activated Sharingan, and Maomao fell asleep instantly.

So, writing sharing eyes is the most annoying thing! ! !