Naruto Uchiha Sasuke

"So, Sasuke, if you really want to unify the ninja world, that masked man is the enemy you must face. He has a big conspiracy, and he may have started it now."

"I understand, Sister Quan, you don't have to worry about these things. Sister Quan, as long as you can be happy in the future, leave the rest to me."

Sasuke nodded.

The night was already deep and the temperature had dropped. Sasuke just held Izumi's hand tightly and smiled silly at him.

"Okay, I will listen to you, but Sasuke, don't bury everything in your heart. My sister doesn't want you to be alone. I don't want you to be alone."

Izumi glared at Sasuke who had been holding his hand, then withdrew his hand and patted Sasuke gently.

"Sister Quan, don't worry, everything will be over by the end of this year.

What's more, I've started the Mangekyō Sharingan now, and with my Flying Thunder God Jutsu, I'll be fine. "

"That's good, Sasuke, you are already very powerful, my sister can finally rest assured."

Quan turned his back, looked at the bright moon above his head, and lamented how time flies.

Sasuke, who was still a child in his eyes, has become so mature and powerful that he no longer needs his own protection.

Izumi turned around and gave Sasuke a beautiful smile. It was like the most moving spring scenery, the most charming fireworks, the indescribable bloom of tea, and the brilliance was even more beautiful than the dense cherry blossoms.

Quan's soft facial features also brightened, and her small lips curved slightly, like flowers blooming in summer.

The clear phoenix eyes are like the lake light shining into the bright sunshine, so beautiful that it is soul-stirring.

The beautiful distant mountain eyebrows also slowly stretched, and the skin as beautiful as jade became more and more translucent.

"Sister Quan, you are so beautiful. I wonder who you will take advantage of in the future."

Sasuke stood behind Izumi, admiring every move and smile she made.

His heart was filled with praise and admiration.

That beautiful face, that elegant manner, that charming smile all fascinated him.

This is his sister Izumi. She is so beautiful that he can't take her away. But Sasuke's eyes have no distracting thoughts, just admiration.

"Bah, I don't want to get married. I just want to see Sasuke get married and have children. When the time comes, I can just help you take care of the children.

Sasuke, you are so good-looking, and Tsunade-sama is also a great beauty.

Sister is really looking forward to what your child will be like. It must be a handsome boy or a beautiful girl. "

Quan grabbed Sasuke's ears, and then gave Sasuke a mouthful to express that he did not want to get married.

"Sister Quan, just wait for the good news. I will let you take care of a child next year at the latest. Sister, how did you open your Mangekyō Sharingan?"

Sasuke gasped in pain when Izumi grabbed his ear. After seeing Sasuke's expression, Izumi rubbed it distressedly.

"Hey, because the masked man behind told me part of the truth about the demise of the Uchiha clan, and it was Uchiha Itachi who was responsible.

At that moment, I couldn't believe it, so I activated the Mangekyo Sharingan.

Uchiha Itachi, Sasuke, ruined your entire life, so my sister will never forgive him in this life.

But Itachi does love you very much, but no one can pay for his mistakes. Sasuke, you and Itachi will have a life-and-death battle around the end of this year, right? "

Quan sighed and recalled that painful time.

Shenwei space...

"Where am I?"

"you're awake!"

"Where's Sasuke, what did you do to Sasuke, where's Itachi, and where's Aunt Mikoto, what did you do to them?"

Obito just sat on the chair, looking at Izumi who looked eager to get out.

Obito did not answer Izumi's question, but thought about Lin again.

Lin, should I kill Quan in front of me? I want to create a new world, a world with you!

Lin was once my only light. After losing Lin, the world I saw turned into a dark hell.

This world is full of ashes and has no hope, even if I carry Madara's name and travel around the world.

But what I saw only made me more convinced of this. Even if I had the Sharingan, I still couldn't see anything, nothing at all.

I turned the whole world upside down just to straighten your reflection.

Just when Obito was deep in thought, his memories were interrupted by Izumi's shouts one after another.

"Sasuke, he is not dead, but the Itachi you are talking about has killed everyone in the Uchiha clan, including Mikoto, who is Itachi's mother!"

Obito's words were very soft and weak, and Obito wanted to see Izumi's reaction in front of him.

Forget it, let me see how you open the Mangekyō Sharingan again, and let me see how much love you have for Sasuke.

Obito had no intention of killing Quan in front of him, so he found a reason for himself and stopped talking.

"What do you mean, how could Itachi..."

"Writing round eyes!"

Obito didn't talk nonsense, but used the Sharingan to let Izumi see Itachi swiping a sword to kill the Uchiha tribesman, the blood-stained Itachi.

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Silence, only endless silence.

"The powerful enemy you call me was called by Itachi Uchiha, and he massacred the Uchiha clan with him, but his parents did it himself!"

Obito was the first to speak. Looking at Izumi's helpless look, he thought of that night, the night when Lin died, and the one who turned on the Mangekyou Sharingan.

Izumi, will you open the Mangekyō Sharingan like me?

"Impossible, no..."

Obito frowned and said no nonsense, and then used his Sharingan to show Izumi a scene where Itachi killed his parents and met him.

"Oh, by the way, Sasuke saw with his own eyes the scene when Itachi slaughtered his parents, and he was also worried about your life and death."

Obito looked at Quan who was already struggling in pain, and gave Quan another shot of cardiotonic, which made Quan's already confused look become even more hollow.

In the dim Kamui space, Izumi's tears fell quietly like broken pearls, adding a touching fragility to her beauty.

Tears slid quietly through those bright and resentful eyes, fell on her fresh cheeks, and then fell between her trembling red lips.

The taste of the tears was sour and salty, as strong as the pain in her heart.

Quan's eyes were open, but her gaze was focused on the void in front of her, as if looking for a kind of relief.

Quan's shoulders were shaking, and her body and mind seemed to be suffering from a silent pain.