snort.

A sneered in my heart.

Changfeng looked at Fugao seriously, "Uncle, I originally planned to find an opportunity to talk to you about this matter."

"After all, Itachi is not only my cousin, but also your son, as the uncle of the Uchiha patriarch."

"The things he did let other tribes know, I'm afraid..."

"What did he do?"

Before Changfeng could finish his words, Fugao narrowed his eyes and asked hurriedly.

He knew very well in his heart how it was with the rest of the family. He immediately relaxed a lot when he heard Changfeng say this.

"I'll try to tell the story as long as possible, uncle..."

Changfeng sighed deeply and shook his head: "Do you remember what happened when I was attacked in the village? Uncle Sakata, Naoya and others were killed by the mysterious powerful man."

"Even I almost died."

"Remember!"

Fujigaki's heart was terrified, his eyes and face changed slightly.

He was impressed by that incident, how could he not remember it?

At that time, Changfeng's heart was almost pierced by the enemy. Everyone, including himself, thought he had escaped by chance.

But now when I heard Changfeng mention this matter again, Fugao couldn't help but feel a chill on his back.

The Changfeng in front of him is not the mediocre Shinin, but the top Uchiha who awakened the Maneidoscope Sharingan!

Even he almost lost his life. How strong should the person who attacked him?

In an instant, Fugaya realized that things were not simple.

"What does that mysterious strong man have to do with you taking action against Itachi?"

Fugao was shocked and asked in a deep voice.

"That mysterious man was Itachi who asked him to find us."

"…Itachi asked him to attack you?!"

Fuyu's face changed drastically, his eyes flashed constantly, and he felt a chill behind him. If it were really as Changfeng said, things would be serious.

"Do you know the other party's identity?"

He asked afterwards.

"He called himself 'Uchiha Madara', but I'm not sure if that's true."

"What did you say?"

When Fugao heard the name, he was shocked uncontrollably and was stunned on the spot.

"So, do you understand why I didn't say this? Uncle."

Changfeng spread his hands, but his heart was filled with coldness: Uchiha Itachi, "Itachi God", you are looking for death again and again, no one can blame you!

"Uchiha's ancestor, Madara, who is as famous as the first Naruto..."

"He left Konoha alone and claimed that it was our Uchiha clan who betrayed him. If he was really alive and returned to Konoha, he would definitely be here to avenge us..."

"You didn't say this rashly, it was correct, Changfeng."

After a while, Fugao came back from the shock and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. His face changed several times.

Finally, he calmed down completely, looked at Changfeng softly, with a little apology on his face.

The deep-locked frown fully demonstrated his thoughts.

"The Uchiha clan is now facing a decisive battle with the senior management of the village. Now, a more terrifying enemy suddenly emerges, hiding in the dark and spying on it, with unknown purpose..."

“It’s really unsettling!”

Fugao clasped his hands and spoke in a very solemn tone.

Before Uchiha Madara, who was once as famous as the "God of Ninja", Shimara Senju, the mere senior Konoha became insignificant in an instant.

"Uncle, don't worry. If that guy plans to attack us, he won't wait until now."

"Although the other party must be planning something in secret, it shouldn't be taking action now."

"What we should do most now is to solve the problem of the top leaders! Then consider other things!"

As soon as Changfeng finished speaking, his ears suddenly moved.

Fugaya also noticed the very subtle movement and turned to look out the window.

"It's the water!"

"What's wrong with his breath..."

After careful perception, Fuyu raised his eyebrows and glared at him.

With his powerful domineering attitude towards seeing and hearing, Changfeng's perception is more subtle and sharp. At this time, he not only clearly sensed that Zhishui was rushing towards this side quickly.

Moreover, Jishui's breath is getting weaker and weaker, and he is already in a state of dying.

"--Bang!"

Uchiha Shimizu, who was seriously injured, broke through the window and fell directly into Fugaku's office, and the blood completely dyed his clothes red.

"Long...long wind..."

He held a huge scroll about one meter long in his hand, and looked at Changfeng with his left eye, which was constantly overflowing with blood.

"Shishui! Your right eye??"

Noting his empty right eye socket, Fugao was shocked.

“Who did it?”

Come back from the shock, Toyu's face instantly became extremely depressed and he asked.

"My right eye... has been taken away by Danzo..."

"Yes, prevent him from using that power..."

"Don't talk for now."

Changfeng squatted down, took the scroll in Zhishui's hand and put it aside, and began to check his injuries.

Just after a few glances, he found that Zhishui had at least five fatal injuries on his body. If it weren't for his strong strength, it would have been cold enough for an ordinary sushi.

Pressing his hands on the other party's wound, the wood escape chakra originated from the perfect immortal body, immediately began to treat Jishui's injuries.

If the perfect immortal body is developed to 100%, it can achieve the same level of regeneration as Chiaisha Hashirama.

Uchiha Madara mocked Tsunade's medical ninjutsu, saying that she could not even reach one ten thousandth of Hashima's medical ninjutsu, because of Chiju Hashima's medical ninjutsu that turned into magic.

"Changfeng...you, are you a medical ninja?"

Fugao asked in surprise when he saw the light green chakra.

"No, I just want to try it..."

Changfeng shook his head, put away his chakra, looked at Zhishui who was dying in front of him, and sighed.

His perfect immortal body only unlocked a quarter of its power, and healing power was enough for him, but it was slightly insufficient to save the dying person.

Although you can do your best and save Uchiha Shimizu's life, it will take too much chakra and it will take a lot of time.

You can't take this risk when Sarutobi Hizun and Shimura Danzo are about to come here at any time.

Knowing that he could not save himself, Zhishui was not very sad.

He smiled gently, lay on the ground on his back, looking at Fugao and Changfeng respectively.

"Class leader...yes, sorry..."

"I made a mistake at the beginning... I almost coughed up... I almost used it to use the Uchiha clan..."

"Stop talking, Shishui!"

Fugao clenched his fist tightly, with a complicated expression.

The death of Shishui is a huge loss of combat power for the Uchiha clan, but his injuries are too serious and he can't even do anything about himself.

"This... volume, ahem... scroll, is evidence... evidence..."

"Changfeng, I, my left eye... is entrust to you...you--"

Zhishui took a deep breath, and a lot of blood came out of the corner of his mouth. He pointed to the scroll he had just brought back, and used all his strength to grab Changfeng's hand.
Chapter completed!