[When youth is exhausted, only the face is hateful. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info]

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Today is another sunny day. Hideki Feather Clothes stood guard at the gate. The sun was shining warmly.

The weather is so good, let's take her for a walk when the guard is over.

Since the alliance, life has become peaceful. Feather Eigui admires his patriarch very much, if there is no patriarch, they will not have the good life they have now.

A figure appeared, and Hideki Hachiha suddenly became vigilant, and he fixed his eyes to see - it was the patriarch of the Uchiha clan, and the next second he saw the person Madara Uchiha was carrying.

"Clan...... Patriarch!?" Eiki almost thought that something was wrong with his eyes, he simply didn't believe that the miserable-looking man was the patriarch he was proud of.

Madara Uchiha threw the person in his hand to the side at random, and the big iron fan cut through!

Feather Eigui took a few steps back, and pressed the red button, and a sharp alarm sounded throughout the Feather Clan.

Madara Uchiha was fast, and the ninjas in the feather robe couldn't stop him at all.

Ling Feng heard the sirens go off, and he heard the sound of his people crying, the sound of cutting flesh, the sound of blood spurting out. His hands dug into the dirt.

His blood was gushing from the wound without stopping, and he smelled a strong smell of blood, and the grass under him was already stained red with blood.

"Patriarch!"

He heard someone shouting.

Ling Feng tried to look up in the direction of the sound, and vaguely saw a more familiar figure - it was Yinggui Yuyi, the stupid young man guarding the door.

Hideki Haromo reached out to him, as if trying to pull him, but the next moment he was cut in half by Madara Uchiha's iron fan from his waist. Warm blood splashed Ling Feng's face.

Ling Feng looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

Eiki didn't seem to react, his face still maintained its original expression, and his hand was still trying to reach forward to pull Ling Feng.

Ling Feng only felt as if his heart was being hit by a hammer, and the sound of Madara Uchiha harvesting life was still in his ears. His people wept terribly.

Ling Feng's hands were covered in blood, and he drew on the ground with difficulty.

Madara Uchiha kills people very indifferently, and is very crazy about harvesting the lives of the people of the Hakuro, as if in this way he can relieve a little pleasure from the great pain of Izuna's death.

Sadness and anger took over his mind. He didn't want to think about anything. He admits that he is selfish, but he really needs an outlet. So he naturally believed that the murderer was Feather Cloak Lingfeng.

A huge complex formation suddenly flashed on the ground, and red light rushed from the ground to the sky, reflecting a red roulette wheel in the sky. Madara Uchiha is trapped in this small area. His chakras seemed to be all ineffective in the formation.

He jerked his head back in Ling Feng's direction.

Ling Feng used his blood to draw a formation under him.

Madara sneered, "You think you can kill me like this?"

"No...... Of course it can't kill you...... As long as I can hold you back......" Ling Feng held on to the tree beside him and slowly stood up. One of his leg bones was shattered, and he could only lean most of his strength against the tree.

The ninjas of the Feather Cloak wanted to help him, but Ling Feng shook his head and told them not to come.

He stopped his people from attacking Madara Uchiha, knowing that even without Chakra, Madara would definitely be able to take his people down. Ling Feng couldn't hold on for long.

He couldn't see the faces of his own people anymore, and his eyes were blackened from the blood loss. He tried his best to suppress the blood gushing up from his throat and said, "...... All the people of the Feather Cloak ...... Retreat ...... Go to the Thousand Hands Clan Position...... Don't look back......"

"But you'...... Patriarch"

"This is an order!" Ling Feng raised his voice suddenly, and he tried to straighten his back, as proud as he once was.

The ninja led by the feather robe moved his lips, and then nodded solemnly, and the other clansmen also understood that this was the time that their patriarch had exchanged his life for.

The man in the feather robe restrained himself from looking back, and evacuated as quickly as he could.

It was only after all the people of the Feather Cloak Clan had evacuated that Ling Feng fell to the ground. But Ling Feng still forced himself to stay awake - only in this way could he maintain his formation.

He had to buy enough time for his people.

*****

Seeing the huge formation pattern floating in the sky above the Feather Cloak Clan, there was a feeling of unease in his heart.

What's going on?

The pillars quickly organized a few upper ninja troops and rushed over.

Let's hope nothing happens.

Halfway through, they ran into someone from the fleeing Feather Cloak clan, and Tsuruma chuckled in his heart, and he asked Shinobi to stay and see the situation. I rushed over at a faster pace.

Before he could reach the position of the Feather Cloak Clan, he smelled a strong smell of blood, and his uneasiness grew.

The sight before him was incredulous.

Blood and corpses were everywhere he looked, and his best friend Madara Uchiha was trapped in the formation, and the iron fan in his hand that was still dripping blood proved that he was the murderer who caused it all. And his other friend, Yuyi Lingfeng, fell in a pool of blood, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"How could it be...... ...... like this" Pillar stared at him, he really didn't understand, obviously the dream was about to come true, everyone said that they were going to form an alliance, and there would be peaceful days in the future. And then it turned out to be unbelievably bad.

Hearing the sound between the pillars, Ling Feng finally put his mind at ease. He saw the pillar half-kneeling beside him and tried to save him. But Ling Feng knew he was going to die. It can last so long because of obsession.

"Between the columns...... Plumage...... I'll leave it to you......"

"Please, Lingfeng...... Don't close your eyes...... Stay alive!" Pillar shouted anxiously, "...... right now Soon the medical ninja will come......"

Ling Feng's eyelids were as heavy as lead, he finally closed his eyes, and then the whole world fell into a deep darkness.

*****

Madara Uchiha's brain is in a state of chaos, and he avenges Izuna, Harutomo Lingfeng is dead, and he slaughters his people in front of Lingfeng. But Madara still didn't feel relieved and happy.

It wasn't until the formation was lifted and Mu Dun between the pillars attacked and asked loudly why, that he reacted from the chaos.

"Heh," Madara scoffed, "Tsuruma, you don't understand anything. This is the retribution he deserves, and he kills Izuna. ”

"Kill Izumi?" Tsuruma's voice trembled with anger and sadness, "is it because of this ridiculous reason that there is no evidence at all?"

"Ridiculous? Izuna was the one he killed!"

"Ling Feng ......" Pillar took a deep breath and calmed his voice, "He's been with me lately...... He's been busy for our village...... Killing Izumi Na...... How could it be him...... Madara Uchiha, you're just looking for an outlet!" His wooden escape freed up from the ground and attacked Madara Uchiha.

"Shut up! you don't understand anything!" Madara Uchiha didn't want to listen, he didn't want to know what the so-called truth was. He was a little scared that the real truth was not what he had heard and thought. He can't regret it.

He blocked it a few times, and then hurried away with a look of indesperation to hide his panic.

He's Madara Uchiha and he's always right.