People are in Hokage, start with an old tree on the grave of Jinglingting

The door was pushed open,

A table of simple and exquisite dishes was placed on the table. Uchiha Mikoto, who was wearing home clothes, had silent tears streaming down her face. Uchiha Fugaku, who was dressed neatly in patriarchal attire, sat kneeling behind the table, looking at the blood-stained body with complicated eyes. Uchiha Itachi.

Following behind Uchiha Itachi, the brightly dressed, enchanting Hisoka seemed transparent and ignored by them.

Hisoka didn't follow in, and just stood outside the door as a polite person, leaving the stage of the curtain call to the family of three to perform.

"Itachi, is this the answer you came up with?" Uchiha Fugaku only asked this sentence.

Uchiha Itachi bit his lips tightly, bloodshot from his dry lips.

"It seems that I was wrong. It was my cowardice that put the real burden on you. As the patriarch, I failed. I could neither lead the people to rebel against Konoha, nor help Konoha to suppress Uchiha's resentment. !"

Uchiha Fugaku has been struggling with hesitation and hesitation all his life, but he couldn't escape after all, and forced him to make the final choice in a crueler way.

"As a father, I am also guilty and regretful, Itachi, you can only go down this path you chose, in loneliness and cold darkness!"

The shape of a kaleidoscope appeared in Uchiha Fugaku's pupils, and a miserable smile appeared on his face,

"What these eyes see is darkness. Sharingan is the curse that Uchiha has borne for generations, and it should end!"

Itachi Uchiha stared wide-eyed, two lines of blood-colored tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, and the blackness in his pupils became deeper and darker.

red, like blood;

black, like ink;

This is the true meaning of writing sharing eyes,

Eyes conceived in blood and death,

Beautiful and evil! ?

Uchiha Fugaku slowly closed his eyes!

"Itachi, you must protect Sasuke!"

Uchiha Mikoto also showed a sad but gentle smile, she was reluctant to look at Itachi, looked at the dead yard with the door open, she would never have the chance to see the little person in front of her again.

Uchiha Mikoto closed her eyes!

Itachi Uchiha watched this scene quietly, blood-stained tears dripped from his cheeks, and the moment the drops splashed onto the tatami, the knife in his hand cut off the scene in front of him silently.

After a few breaths, Uchiha Itachi wiped away the tears on his face, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations on his face, and even his breath seemed to be icicles that were cold to the bone marrow.

"A tragic and bloody tragedy, but embellished with the depth of love. The love of the Uchiha clan is really... twisted, deformed, and so heavy that it makes you breathless!" Hisoka broke the sad atmosphere and said after the observation. Testimonials.

Uchiha Itachi didn't say a word. He walked out of the yard, left quickly, returned to the entrance of the street, jumped on the top of a street lamp, looked at it with indifferent eyes, waiting...

Hisoka was sitting on a eaves not far away, with one leg crossed, yawning, looking around seemingly bored, but his eyes paused silently in a corner hidden in the darkness for a moment.

"The corpse of the Kaleidoscope Sharingan, you can't let others pick it up~"

Hisoka spat out a bubble lightly from the corner of his mouth, which burst crisply in the night.

quiet,

in the courtyard of the dead,

The smell of fresh corpses always attracts the prying eyes of some [people] and [plants]....

A gap suddenly opened at the base of the mud wall, and a section of green pitcher plant grew out tenaciously, and then "popped" open from it, revealing a half-black and half-white head, like a yin and yang face, which was indescribably weird .

"It's strange, why Konoha suddenly attacked Uchiha in a hurry, this is much earlier than we originally expected." The voice that didn't sound like a good person muttered.

Hei Jue shook his neck, and his small eyes were a little confused and irritable. It felt like a script that he had written himself, but was cut off by someone else.

Although the result was good, it always felt a little weird, with an inexplicably familiar smell to him.

"What are you dazed about?"

The air was twisted into a vortex, and [A Fei] wearing a spiral mask came out, and a scarlet evil wheel eye glanced coldly at the two corpses in the room.

"nothing!"

Hei Jue shook his head, he couldn't talk to [A Fei] about the topic of a senior screenwriter's keen sense of smell.

"I'm just a little surprised that Uchiha was exterminated like this. Sarutobi Hiruzen did not show any indecision this time. I really want to know the reason that made him make up his mind. The time was chosen at Such a sensitive moment!"

Heijue explained to the other party in a language that [A Fei] could understand.

"Oh, is it important? Didn't it just save us a lot of effort?" [A Fei] didn't care about these details, he asked back.

"You're right!" Heijue was speechless!

He has to admit that even if some people are blackened, don't expect too much IQ.

The two headed for the house.

Hei Jue glanced at the room, two corpses were lying in a pool of blood, their expressions were strangely calm, and there were still steaming meals on the table next to them.

"Being killed without the slightest resistance, what a touching love!" Hei Jue exclaimed in amazement.

"Huh, Uchiha Fugaku is probably the most useless and weak patriarch in Uchiha history, I feel sad for the kaleidoscope in his eyes!"

[A Fei] sneered disdainfully, what he hates the most is this kind of person who is obviously capable of resisting and struggling, but chooses to close his eyes and wait for death.

Thought someone would appreciate it?

Will not,

No one remembers the dead, the world they sacrificed for is already rotten and not worth saving.

"Stupid people!"

[A Fei] stretched out his hand to pinch Uchiha Fugaku's face, pointed at the closed eye socket with two fingers and savagely dug it down, suddenly, a cold white palm appeared out of thin air, pinching the two murdering fingers.

Without warning,

There was a slight ripple in the air, first a palm, then arms, shoulders, and the entire body instantly emerged from the transparent air.

It was as if there was a person standing here originally, but he hid his body and hid in the air. It was not until the moment he suddenly touched [A Fei] that his body appeared from the shadow of nothingness.

A loose black and white robe floated out without wind, a head of short brown hair half covered his forehead, underneath were rigid black framed glasses, and a gentle and gentle smiling face.

"It's immoral to dig out the eyes of other people's corpses. Besides, the ownership of this corpse has been predetermined. If you steal it like this, it will make me very distressed. So, can you please give up?"

The peaceful voice was clearly discussing, but it seemed to contain some kind of unquestionable domineering.

"Who are you?" [A Fei] froze.

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