My brother is so fierce

Before he had time to see if that person was Masato, Obito's heart almost stopped when he saw Michi who was deeply trapped in the center of the battlefield. He had been injured just now, and the corner of his mouth was still stained with blood. The only thing he could do was What he did was to take her hand and send her to a different space while there was still time, and the next second he clenched his fists and appeared in front of him.

He dodged quickly with his eyes and hands, and the movement of thousands of hands trying to grab his neckline was in vain. His already serious face became even colder because he saw a familiar face: "You put her—"

He chased after him, and put pressure on Obito in an almost questioning tone: "Where did you hide her!!"

Obito kicked the man away, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and now he showed a sarcasm, he stood high in the air and opened his arms: "It's a different space that you will never find, the Second Hokage..."

He suddenly turned his face to the side, and squinted indifferently at the Thousand Hands: "Where is she is none of your business?!"

For a while, Uchiha Madara, who was reincarnated by the filth while standing on a high place with folded arms, regained his youthful appearance, but the dark eyes and cracks on his face still revealed the fact that he was already dead, but this did not stop him at all. He stood there watching the show for a while.

Originally, when he saw Meizhi, it was just a coincidence. After all, the children of the Uchiha family look very outstanding, just like the current Uchiha Sasuke and Quanna look quite similar. If she and Masato didn’t like to look at them The bad habit on the top of his head, perhaps he didn't even think deeply that this might be the reincarnation of Yaren.

But, just now——

He seemed to have seen the girl who might be the reincarnation of Yaren use the Flying Thunder God technique in the Thousand-Handed Door!

If the former is a coincidence, then the current probability can be said to be as high as 90.00%.

Meizhi doesn't know where she is, surrounded by strange square buildings, her face shows a look of not knowing what to do, judging from the scene just now, Obito's current situation is obviously under siege, even if He looked stronger than she'd imagined...

However, how could it not make her worry.

She didn't notice the situation outside at all, but this time the system was kind enough to show her the situation outside. She saw with her own eyes that Obito was unable to avoid that attack, which was almost a fatal blow...

If Obito is also dead... There is no time to think about it anymore, she directly activated the second Flying Thunder God Art to appear beside him.

The battle was too tight, and Obito didn't expect her to be so courageous. He didn't have time to erase the mark of the Flying Thunder God on his arm, and he himself was in a situation of front and rear attack. The light in front of him was shining brightly. Suddenly there is a warm body inside.

It's Meizhi.

She stretched her arms around Obito's neck, as if she knew what the consequences of this attack would be for her, she closed her eyes tightly and buried her face in the socket of his neck, shrinking into his neck in fear of pain In his arms, while biting his lower lip, he still grunted in pain uncontrollably, the blood spilling out of his mouth soaked the clothes on his shoulders and neck, the pain in his body made her unable to breathe, she wanted to speak, but supported her to stand I have no strength left.

Putting his hands on the thousand-handed door behind Obito, he watched her arms around Obito loosen weakly, and the blood spitting out of his throat couldn't be stopped. He finally saw Meizhi's face clearly, and also Witnessed the evidence that she can fly Thor again.

Qianshou Feijian never thought that he and Yaren would reunite in such a way, even though he was already a dead person, the dull pain in his chest made him feel difficult to breathe, impossible, impossible...

The body kept retreating, and he looked down at his hands, which were evidence of his conspiracy to kill her.He personally killed that... the girl who hadn't had time to express his love for him in the future.

With a hoarse roar in his throat, Obito Uchiha held her fallen body and stuffed it into his arms. The hatred in his head, the revenge that he had planned for many years, turned into ridiculous faces at this moment, in his arms Laughing non-stop in the ears——

"Look..."

"None of the people you cherish are well protected."

"waste……"

"No..." He was almost driven crazy by this absurd fact, and he kept wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, but he couldn't finish it. This amount of blood almost told him that she was alive. Unable to tell the truth, Obito laughed lowly, and finally turned into a big laugh. The tears on his face rubbed against Meizhi's cheeks, and fell hot into her neck. He desperately wanted to heal her, and finally Gently patted her cheek, "Meichi, no...you open your eyes and look at me..."

"Look at brother—"

Meizhi moved her fingers, she let out a deep breath, and finally listened to his words and closed her eyes half-opened, "Brother...Brother..."

Obito eagerly responded to her: "Here I am!"

"Mr. Feijian," she opened her eyes again, her eyes fell on Feijian behind her, she slowly raised her hand towards him, and said softly, "Long time no see..."

With trembling lips between the thousand hands, he spit out two words: "Yaren..."

"I..." He had never been so sad, he wanted to reach out to touch her, but withdrew his hand as if he hated himself, "I'm sorry... Yaren..."

Meizhi moved her body, she endured the pain in her body and turned to look at Sasuke and Naruto, another mouthful of blood came out, her teeth were stained red, she sighed softly: "Days... how fast... ..."

Sasuke and Naruto were stiff, their backs bowed with self-blame and regret on their faces, they wanted to touch her, Obito couldn't control the hatred in his eyes, and hugged her away to other places.

She flinched and buried her face in Obito's arms, his body was trembling, Meizhi wanted to hug him but she had no strength: "Brother, it's a bit cold..."

The fatigue of the body and the ease of finally completing the task, feeling that life is constantly disappearing, Meizhi said goodbye to Obito who hugged her tightly, coquettishly like when she was a child: "You must... hold me tight , brother, this time..."

Obito was choked up, Meizhi nestled in his ear, her eyes could not be opened, and when she was dying, she whispered in his ear, "I will always remember me..."

He was finally wantonly, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, holding the corpse in his arms to vent his emotions, and in the next second, Uchiha Madara, who was reincarnated from the dirt, appeared behind him, and took a Miichi left.

Regardless of Uchiha Obito's desperate roar behind him, if he hadn't heard the conversation between her and Tobi...he would have been kept in the dark, Uchiha Madara experienced Meizhi's death again, every time... Because it was too late.

But... doesn't he have a way now?

He has never felt that the Thousand-Handed Door is so useful, as long as he reincarnates with dirty soil, whether it is Yaren or Quanna...he can bring them back again.

He couldn't wait to grab a ninja, and tried to reincarnate Meizhi with Dirty Soil. Tobima, who was suppressed by him, tried hard to look up at the girl lying silent on the ground, and was also looking forward to it, but...it didn't work. , her soul is no longer in this world... This realization made Uchiha Madara ignite his anger again.

Looking at the red moon in the sky, Obito resignedly closed his eyes and let the vines wrap around his body. He fell into the infinite moonlight, an illusory world that he had pursued for many years, and finally...

I saw Rin Nohara standing at the door waving at him...and Meizhi running towards him with a smile.

"elder brother--"

……

[There is one last world, this time it will be a little different. 】

Meizhi, who was pulled out of Hokage's memory, tilted her head and asked, "What's the difference?"

[The difficulty of the last world is increased, the host will lose the memory of the mission and become an aborigine in the world, you will not remember the mission, you don’t know which is the goal of the mission, and you can’t see the degree of family affection and affection, if you can’t complete 50 points will stay in the last world until life is exhausted. 】

It sounds... as expected, it is the last world.

But it's not bad.

[Of course, the host completes other world quests faster than other questers. If you clear the level, you will get a special reward from the system in addition to the original wish of the host. This reward will be issued after the host completes the last world quest. 】

This should be regarded as a surprise, Meizhi didn't ask too much, and the moment she closed her eyes, she was sent into the last world.

[Welcome to the last world - Moriarty who worries about the country. 】

[Mission Target: William James Moriarty]

This is Britain under the rule of a few nobles at the end of the 19th century. Here, the nobles treat the poor no less than ants that can be easily crushed. They use the cheapest words to describe the lower classes. With the idea of ​​such a class system, Moriarty, who became a professor, and Sherlock Holmes, who was a detective, began a competition of wisdom.

The little girl with blond hair and red eyes was led out by the boy who was much taller than her. She looked at the sick second brother walking on the other side of her with some worry, and held back when she wanted to say something.

Not long after, the teenager walking in front stopped, squatted down and looked at her gently: "Maggie, you and Louise wait here for a while."

The little girl named Maggie nodded. She looked down at her little palm and felt that something was wrong, but her mind decided that something was wrong because she was just thinking about it for a while. He raised his head and looked up: "Brother, is your chest hurting again?"

She tiptoed and tried to rub his heart for him. Louis grabbed the clothes in front of him to suppress the painful expression, and smiled at her: "It's okay, Maggie..."

There was no blood on his face, how could he be fine.

Sitting down on the bench by the side of the road, Maggie was embraced by Louis, and he lowered his head to straighten her hair. Only in this way could he relieve the pain caused by his body, not to mention that his younger sister was sensible and well-behaved. She rubbed his chest with soft little hands, and looked up at his expression from time to time to judge his real situation.

Louis rubbed his chin against the top of her hair. "I'm really fine."

At this moment, a horse-drawn carriage galloped through the narrow street, and the horse was whipped by the groom, perhaps because it was hurt, and rushed towards Louis while neighing.