Chapter 50

Zhao Fenghong returns to reality from the sea of time.

The golden butterfly carried her body to the ground, and she seemed to have just woken up from a life-and-death struggle, sweating and panting inexplicably. When she saw the man sleeping on the ground again, the panting strength was gone. It was as if someone had suddenly pulled all the strength out of their bodies, leaving only a lonely, empty shell half-crouched here.

The Uchiha Itachi lay quietly on the ground, unchanged from before she left.

No magic happens, and no miracle comes to earth. Not even the all-powerful gods could find any hope in him.

"How can it be ......" Zhao Fenghong knelt on the ground completely, she encouraged to squeeze out a smile, even if the frowning smile was extremely ugly: "Don't you have ...... Do you want to keep alive? ”

Even her love can't make him change his will to die?

The small fragrant bamboo leaves in the courtyard rustle, and the emerald green leaves bathed in the sun's light. The soft wind gently stirred them, like a turquoise wave undulating and swaying.

Zhao Fenghong changed her posture and sat beside Itachi's body with her knees hugged, unknowingly distracted. A golden butterfly ran out of the sea of time, fluttering its wings and landing on the top of her forehead, flapping its thin golden wings slightly.

The black-haired young man lay on the ground in obnoxia, seemingly having fallen into eternal sleep. His face when he was asleep resembled that of a legendary god who had fallen asleep for eternity due to demonic infestation. For a moment, Zhao Fenghong even felt that she didn't look like a god, but Itachi-kun was more like her.

The afternoon sun is gradually falling, and night is quietly falling. The gentle moonlight shone in its foothills, but it didn't fall into the cold house.

The golden butterfly shook its wings and flew.

"What are you worried about, Zhaofenghong?"

Zhao Fenghong heard a somewhat familiar voice. She frowned and thought for a long time before she asked in some surprise, "--His Highness Sharo?" ”

With the appearance of this name, the golden butterfly that flew quietly suddenly bloomed into a swaying gold, and a man gradually emerged from the vast golden light. He was still the same as before, so bewitching that even women were ashamed. He stood in front of the small fragrant bamboo bushes, and the loose hem of his coat was soaked in the moonlight.

"You've changed a little, Zhaofenghong." Sharo said, "In the past, you called me 'Father.'" ”

"But, you-" Zhao Fenghong stood up a little incoherently, "You have obviously exchanged the power of the gods for ......"

"Swapped for you, huh?" Sharo lifted her unspeakable face and laughed.

Zhao Fenghong walked in front of him, nodded for a while, and then she asked again: "The you who appeared in front of me, was you in the past, the future you, or the current you?" ”

"I've been a god for much longer than you." "So I'm not like you," said Sharo. I have become time itself. I am my former self and my future self. The past and the future are fused in me, and as long as time is stored in zài, I will always be in zài, and I will also watch you in some corner of the world. ”

"I don't want to be watched by you all the time." Zhao Fenghong whispered.

"My 'Father' is also like this, originally I thought that you would also become time itself, but now I guess that you will not. By the way, my 'Father', if you are happy, you can call him Grandpa......"

"I refuse!" Zhao Fenghong replied loudly.

"Okay." Sha Luo raised his smile again: "I'm here to solve your troubles, Zhao Fenghong." ”

"Do you know what my troubles are?" Terukaede's gaze fell on Uchiha Itachi's body.

"Of course, I know everything." Sharo replied, "You have regained your lost affection, but fate has taken the price you paid in exchange for your lover." ”

"Is this an exchange?" Zhao Fenghong couldn't believe it: "So many humans love each other and ...... together"

"Because you promised, you would exchange feelings to become a god." Sharo replied, "Have you forgotten jì?" ”

Zhao Fenghong nodded slowly, and her voice calmed down: "I remember." ”

Sharo whispered, "...... You can't be too greedy to become a god. However, I can't bear to watch you go back and forth between the past and the present until you toss your life to the end...... It's cruel. ”

Zhao Fenghong's mind was in a mess, she vaguely remembered the vows she had made in front of her father a long, long time ago, what she exchanged and what she received, but now she could only passively nod her head at Sharo's words.

"I can only tell you simply that you can't tamper with this history because you haven't been personally involved in their story." Sharo said, "You and Sasuke only have a few faces, so Sasuke won't change for you." You haven't intervened in the rebellion of the Uchiha clan, so the night of extermination won't change for you. You didn't untie the knot between their brothers, you didn't understand the grudge between them, so Itachi was killed by Sasuke and couldn't be changed by you. ”

Sha Luo paused for a moment, raised his head to look at the crescent moon in the night sky, and said slowly, "Zhao Fenghong, you have committed the greatest malaise of the gods. Who do you think, who are you? Why do you think you can change their fate at will? ”

"I'm a god." Zhao Fenghong looked into Sharo's eyes: "It's the god of time, and it's also the god of omnipotence." ”

"But the premise of omnipotence is 'equivalent exchange'." Sharo approached her, the hem of his skirt rubbing, "You didn't give anything in those few histories at all. You don't meddle, you don't let it go, you just look at yourself, you don't even have the urge to understand. ”

"......" Zhao Fenghong took a step back slightly and shook her head slightly: "No, I tried...... I'm trying to understand, trying to 'give' ......"

"Yes, it's Sharo." Sharo replied, "Since you have paid, go to the place where you first 'paid'." That's the only place you can meddle and the only place you can modify. ”

Zhao Fenghong slowed down her rapid breath and raised her eyes to look at Sharo under the moon. Her father gradually turned into a shadow of light, shrunk back into a golden-winged butterfly fluttering its wings, fluttering slowly under the moon.

"Of course, I don't mind if you're willing to give up this human." Sharo's last voice came: "I hope that one day, you too will become time itself." But now you are far from qualified. ”

Zhao Fenghong looked at the golden-winged butterfly that was gradually flying away, and quietly closed her eyes.

The place where you "pay" at the beginning is also the place where you first meet and get married.

She stretched out her arms, and the sea of time spread out from under her feet to greet her. She fell rapidly from above the stars until her figure disappeared into a ray of light.

Tongues of fire rose in the sky, and distorted heat rushed to his face. The scorching flames seemed to scorch everything, and the hot air snaked within the reach of the five senses. The choking smell came to his nose, making Zhao Fenghong keep making a short and immature coughing sound.

It's hot......

The ground beneath his feet seemed to be a sea of hell and fire, glowing with the magma of punishment. The delicate skin of a child was almost torn dry by this terrible heat.

In a vague moment, a short figure struggled to squeeze through the falling pieces of wood towards her. Flames licked at his young body, and the huge wooden beams that would fall at any moment fell above his head. His delicate face was covered with black soot, and a pair of soft, white hands gradually reached towards him.

"Don't be afraid."

Zhao Fenghong was stunned for a moment, and immediately raised her head. She stared intently at the child's face, looking intently at his lips in anticipation of what was next. His mouth opened and closed, and every word he uttered matched his memory.

"I'm here to get you out...... I'm here to protect you. ”

Even the tongues of fire that approached on all sides could not tarnish his comforting smile. In the infernal ruins, his smile was like a star that lit up suddenly.

"Okay." Zhao Fenghong said with difficulty, stretching out her red hand: "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid of being with you at all." ”

As if curious about his reaction, the young Itachi slowed down. Then his smile returned. He took Zhao Fenghong's hand and dug her out from under the rubble, then limped with her, trying to highlight the flames.

There were flames on all sides, and there was no way back. Seeing that the huge wooden beam above their heads was becoming more and more fragile, and the crackling sound of broken wood was heard from time to time, the two stood tightly together, like a pair of lovers who refused to let go when facing a desperate situation - even now they are still ordinary children.

"Itachi - are you in there?"

A faint call came from the periphery. Along with the shouts, they arrived with a sigh of relief. After a while, several huge streams of water flowed and covered the entire fire. The flame-scorching wooden beams could not withstand the washing of the water, and immediately fell to the ground, smashing countless black charcoals.

Several Konoha ninjas immediately surrounded them, and their clothes had fan lines on the backs.

"Itachi, why are you here? The patriarch is on his way to ......"

"It's too dangerous! You should be right by your side! ”

"...... this girl?"

"I saved it." Itachi smiled at them, "I saved her." ”

Several ninjas looked at each other, their faces quickly became stern, and they quickly separated Terukaede and Itachi, isolating Terukaede, who had been coughing, from the range of defense. One of them said to Itachi, "Itachi, you can't just save someone in wartime. If this is a ninja from an enemy country, use the transformation technique ......"

"Checked, there is no flow of chakra on the body." Another ninja interrupted.

"Ahem, okay." The ninja who had been preaching to Itachi continued: "Take 10,000 steps back, now there are many spies who have started training at the age of four, and they have infiltrated the major ninja villages as war orphans to find out information, if this is a spy ......"

"I'm not!" Zhao Fenghong said loudly: "I was born here!" ”