The long-lost three magata appeared in Xuan's eyes, and slowly fell to the ground, still silent.

Today he wore a piece of clothing that he had not worn for a long time. It was the style he had on his body during the Warring States Period. The black Uchiha family robe and the palm-fried clan emblem behind him was clearly visible in the moonlight.

He walked forward without purpose, just walking simply in the tribe. He turned his head, and it was pitch black in that direction, and countless houses blocked his sight, but in his eyes, the two sleeping Uchiha tribe members were dead.

Uchiha Obito, wearing a mask, did not notice his gaze, and silently walked through the wall and headed towards another place. There were six more Sharingans in his hand.

Xuan withdrew his gaze and walked towards the depths.

"Farewell... Uchiha clan. You once dominated the ninja world, but finally came to an end. Their minions had been broken and you who had long become Konoha's subordinates, have you ever expected this day to come?" Xuan walked slowly, and a new Uchiha clan member fell down, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Uchiha Itachi held a short blade and walked towards his home with heavy steps. Only by killing his father, who is the leader of the Uchiha clan, can the Uchiha clan group have no leader and complete the mission tonight.

Gong walked past and slowly stepped into the cemetery in the Uchiha clan. Here, some Uchiha seniors were buried. They did not want to enter Konoha's cemetery, so they were buried in their own clan.

He walked forward and stood in front of a long grave. The cemetery had been covered with weeds and had not been cleaned for a long time. It seemed that after Uchiha's situation was in tension, they didn't even care for these graves.

Sangotao rotated slowly, and the name on the tombstone was Uchiha Fung, a now forgotten name. Even few people in the Uchiha clan mentioned him.

Xuan sat down so simply and chatted casually: "Elder Feng, I'm back, I'm back and sending Uchiha for the last journey. But you can't see it. When you chose to stay in Konoha, did you think that there would be such a day in the future? It shouldn't be that? After all, Konoha was full of hope at that time, like the rising sun..."

Xuan Qing bowed his lips and had sex with her. Sometimes talking to dead people is the most convenient way, because the other party can only listen, not refute you, and cannot refute you.

Since many years ago, fewer and fewer people can chat with him on the same level. The entire ninja world is his junior. Except for Mito and Tamamo who can chat with him in a normal manner, he is rarely interested in saying too much to others because others cannot understand it.

This situation has become even worse since Uchiha Madara's death. His only friend died, which made Chiang feel the vicissitudes of time.

It is not a physical aging, but a change in the mind. When you watch the world become stranger when you are familiar with it, and when ninjas of your generation, or even juniors pass away one after another, that feeling of loneliness is something that young people cannot understand.

It is said that the elderly often love memories because they left their best years there, and the world no longer belongs to them.

Gong didn't feel disgusted with the former elder Uchiha Fung, even if he chose to lead many tribe members to stay in Konoha.

That is just a choice... and choice needs to be carried, and now is the time when they pay the price for their original choice.

Gong looked up, looked at the blood-red full moon through the gaps between the leaves, and said lightly: "Actually, if you think about it carefully, your original choice was not wrong. Hashirama does have a trustworthy charm. If he hadn't died so early, maybe Uchiha's result would be different... Who knows?"

"I still remember the scene when we worked together during the Warring States Period. You are very good at internal affairs. If it weren't for you, Uchiha would have gone bankrupt in years of wars. Eighty-most of the tribesmen would starve to death in large numbers due to insufficient food. These are all your contributions."

"I heard that you were elected as the patriarch after staying, but later because you were too old, you died in a few years. Because you didn't have a son, the patriarch's position fell into the hands of Uchiha Fugaku's grandfather. You are also very tragic."

The sound echoed in the quiet cemetery, revealing an ethereal mood, as if it had spread to another world.

The ancient pine and cypress trees around sway in the wind, and the pine needles scattered all over the ground, adding to the desolation in the cemetery.

Uchiha Itachi walked to the door of the house with a short blade in the distance. His steps stopped, and his hand holding the short blade trembled a little. His heart was still entangled, and the blood-red three magma was full of struggle.

He didn't want to take this step... Even though he had killed many of his fellow tribes, the one in this house was his parents after all.

Even though he knew that even if he didn't do it, Konoha would let them go, but how could he do it...

The cold wind invaded, but he couldn't feel the chill because his heart was already cold.

After a while, he took this step, silently entered the door, silently entered the living room... and silently opened his parents' room.

Then his eyes suddenly contracted, and in the dark room, two figures sat cross-legged, staring at him calmly.

"Itachi...you are here." A thick voice was released, Uchiha Fugaku, and his father.

"Father, mother, you..." Itachi said in shock, his tone was a little confused, and he didn't even know what to say, why, why the parents who should have been sleeping sat solemnly, as if they were waiting for themselves.

"Are you surprised... Actually, I'm a little bit too, but Itachi, no one in this world is a fool, if you don't say it... it doesn't mean you don't know. Your appearance means that Konoha has decided to take action, Uchiha... is it at the end of the way?"

Itachi's body shivered slightly, his head lowered, his blood-red eyes were extremely complicated, and there was no answer.

Uchiha Fugao shook his head and said, "Forget it, sit down. I was not too surprised by the arrival of this day. I had already predicted it since the day Shimizu's body was discovered."

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Chapter completed!