Take a look at the blind Uchiha

"Gingka - oh, wait for me -" Kurama Rongwu said goodbye and caught up with Kurama Gingka a few steps, holding her shoulders, "I said you, why are you acting so petty? That is a ninjutsu that has been developed through practice. You should be happy to receive such a good gift, right?"

When Ma Yinhua heard this, she just turned her head to the side and rubbed her eyes hard with her arm again, leaving a water stain. After a while, she said in a hoarse voice, "I know."

"Really?" Kurama Ronwu smiled easily, "You also know that Ling is different from others. He really cares about you and sincerely treats you as his sister——"

"I don't need it!" Kurama Gingka's voice, which had calmed down, became sharp again. "I don't need this kind of care! I can live well by myself! And it's already like that. Why should he care? It’s hard for others! It’s hard to take care of yourself!”

Kurama Yoshino, who had just moved to the side to listen to the excitement, was stunned. After a moment of changing his expression, he slowly stepped forward and spoke cautiously, "That's not right, right? You were almost cut in half a few days ago - according to Uchiha customs , it’s normal for the strong to care for the weak, there’s no need for you to feel humiliated and run out crying just because you care a little bit, right?”

Kurama Gingka suddenly choked and stared angrily, "Get out!"

"Hello."

Kurama Yoshino, who understood that it was easy to get angry without much excitement, walked very simply.

The smile on Kurama's face on the side widened a little, "You see, Yoshino knows that it's not appropriate to get angry with an Uchiha, not to mention that Uchiha really cares about you - the woman who dares to compete with me for the position. Zhonghaojie shouldn't be so childish, right?"

Kurama Gingka turned away again, apparently planning to carry out her anger to the end.

"As expected, our little Yinghua still cares about it~"

"I do not have!"

"Really -?" Kurama's smile on his lips narrowed slightly, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed, making it difficult to see his emotions. "Then there's no need to be angry, right? After all, it's just A person who doesn’t care at all~”

Kurama Gingka choked immediately, but raised her hand to wipe her eyes hard again.

"Speak up if you care. If you don't learn how to express it, then you can't expect others to care about your feelings." Kurama Rongwu put the scroll in Kurama Yinhua's hand, "And I remember, Brother Huoshu had given Did you leave a farewell letter?"

"That's why I can't understand it!" Kurama Gingka held the scroll. The deliberate stubbornness on his face was gone. Instead, there was grievance and vulnerability that outsiders could easily feel. He choked and spoke, " He actually said that his fate was over, and then chose such a ridiculous way to die - he was such a strong ninja... why...

If you say something, can't you say it and face it together?The person who suddenly left those inexplicable words and then chose to end his life... is not my brother. "

Kurama Rongwu looked at Kurama Yinghua's red eyes, and looked away after a moment, "Hey, Yinghua, do you still remember the words that the clan emphasized repeatedly before teaching us real illusions?"

Kurama Gingka would never forget it, but she did not answer the conversation. She just turned her head to look at Kurama Melting Dance, not understanding what she planned to say.

"Those who figure out destiny cannot escape fate, and will eventually end up indulging in falsehood. The construction of illusions is always based on reality, and the real illusions mastered by our family can even confuse reality and illusion in the eyes of others..."

Kurama Rongwu raised his hand and spread his fingers, looking up to see the light falling from between his fingers. He said in a gentle voice, "But if you use illusions more, you will naturally see the flow of destiny under the guidance of the strong mental power. traces of...

That's a guy that people can't help but chase - but it's like a joke left by the gods to tease the world. The more they chase it, the harder it is to control it.

The feeling is like grabbing the fine sand on the river beach. You can only get a handful of it with all your efforts, but if you just grab it casually, you can control it all..."

Having said this, Kurama Rongwu put down his arms and once again set his sights on Kurama Yinhua, "Just like other blood inheritance families will suffer from blood inheritance disease, this is also a disease that our family cannot get rid of. The more talented people are, The more I can see, the more I will be entangled by the fate that always likes to play tricks on people...

It's just that unlike other clans who die in miserable ways after suffering from blood diseases, our way of death will look extremely ridiculous and funny - it's not a deliberate act. "

"I know, so I have been working hard to see what he saw... but I don't have that kind of talent at all." Kurama Gingka's eyes were still red, but her mood calmed down obviously, "Hey, look at Melting Dance Have you been there? The so-called path of destiny."

"I've seen it before - I should say it's not unfamiliar to me." Kurama Ronwu looked away, "However, compared to those illusory things that are difficult to grasp, I still prefer to focus on what's in front of me."

"Wouldn't Melt Dance care?"

"So what if I care, so what if I don't care? Did I say it before? Destiny is like the fine sand on the river beach - if the outcome is determined, then worrying about it is just a fuss. If the outcome is not determined, then I only need to respond step by step. That’s fine, there’s no need to believe it.”

Kurama Ronwu laughed, "I like to have fun, but I don't want to be other people's fun...even if the person watching my existence is the so-called god."

"So..." Kurama Gingka's eyes were blank for a moment, "Is fate really determined?"

"No·yes·oh~"

Kurama Gingka suddenly turned her head in surprise, staring blankly at Kurama Rongwu's charming smile, "...what?"

"I said - no, someone broke the so-called predetermined fate."

Kurama Rongwu seemed to recall something, and the smile on his face spread to a happy arc. He stretched out his fingers and tapped his chin. Under Kurama Gingka's particularly puzzled eyes, he spoke casually, "How should I put it? It is an existence that can cause headaches even in the ninja world. The gods who see this scene must also be extremely shocked, right?"