Konoha, a hut in the forest, deep underground.

A small dark room with only a bed, a bookcase with only a few books, and a desk that doubles as a wardrobe.

On the wall above the desk, the sensor lamp automatically turns on, and under the lamp there are two kunai stickers with wonderful patterns engraved on the wall, leaving undulating shadows on the desktop.

Makoto, who appeared out of thin air, glanced at the door of the dark room, and the three rounds of blood moon in his left eye rotated, filling the unconscious Shui Wuyue's brain with illusion chakra, and turned around and gently put the light in his arms on the bed.

It's safe.

The moment he put away the kaleidoscope, the surging feeling of weakness made Cheng Cheng shake for a moment, but he immediately stood firm, reached for the head of the bed, and pressed a very secret switch.

Bitter battles, eight doors Dunjia, kaleidoscope, Susa, a series of battles made Makoto, who was already exhausted by his internal strength, exhausted, and finally arrived in a safe place, and the weakness of his body continued to impact Makoto's mind.

After doing this last thing, Makoto fell to his knees on the bed, his head slowly lowered, and leaned against the wall above his wife's head.

Light......

He silently recited his wife's name in his heart, and gradually fell into darkness.

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The headquarters of the Ninja Revolutionary Association, on the top floor, Shuimen pushed open the door of his office and walked out, and the oncoming office assistant subconsciously stood upright, and under the signal of Shuimen's eyes, he spoke:

"Mizumon, this is an application for membership from Captain Oda."

Mizumon stopped and wondered, "That guy from Oda?" ”

"Yes, but ......" The subordinate in the new uniform of the Ninja Revolution Association stopped talking.

A hint of clarity flashed in Shuimen's blue eyes, and he walked forward again: "It's okay, just follow our normal process, you can first determine the identity of the activists who join the union, give normal subsidies, as for the membership problem, everything depends on the inspection period of the association." ”

"Yes." The subordinate stopped, looking at the back of the golden young man with admiration.

Suddenly, he saw the leader of the Ninja Revolution Association, who had always been gentle and calm, and the golden flash of Konoha almost froze.

Shuimen didn't look back, so he couldn't see Shuimen's expression either, and before the golden youth disappeared with the Flying Thunder God, he only heard an order that was half cold and half anxious:

"Sanada, the meeting scheduled for 2 p.m. has been canceled, help me inform everyone in the village of the association, and immediately gather at the headquarters, remember, it's everyone!"

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"You're awake."

When Makoto opened his eyes, he subconsciously touched his side.

A familiar voice sounded in my ears, barely unchanged from a year ago.

Beneath him was the white hospital sheets with the smell of disinfectant water, and the feeling of weakness in his body was still there, but Makoto was able to struggle to sit up.

It seems to be already afternoon, and the closed curtains can't see what the weather is like outside, judging by the temperature alone, it should be.

"Ukita said that you are just too tired, and with a little rest, you will be able to return to normal."

Otomo Ukita, a familiar member of the association, a medical ninja, and his medical skills are quite superb - of course he can't compare to Tsunade, but Mizumon won't let anyone other than the list agreed upon by the two at the time touch Makoto, even if it's a trustworthy Tsunade with medical ethics.

Makoto fell silent, and the atmosphere in the room was a little oppressive.

"That Shui Wuyue you brought back...... It's water without a moon, right? None of the guilds have ever been exposed to this kind of bloodline, but there should be nothing wrong with it...... I've left it in Genma's custody. Watergate continued lightly.

“…… Light? ”

“…… The Uchiha family has come to ask for people, and we have no reason to refuse them. ”

"......" Makoto stood up, a few hours of recovery, and the use of some potions during the coma, Makoto recovered faster than others expected, feeling the scattered internal force fill the meridians little by little, Makoto slowly moved his wrist

After a moment of silence, Shui Men spoke first: "Cheng, I ......"

Makoto walked over to the window and interrupted him, "I know. ”

With the Uchiha family's sensitivity and strength towards their own bloodline, there will be no room for compromise on the matter of returning to the light, especially the light ...... Already dead.

So what about Makoto, who also has Uchiha blood?

Makoto opened the curtains, and the bright afternoon sun shone in, as well as ...... The gaze of countless pairs of eyes.

Ninjas, ninjas, ninjas, trees, rooftops, walls, bushes, underground, everything you can think of is filled with ninjas.

The ninjas were divided into two sides to confront each other, on one side was the purple-based, bright and dazzling flame fan family emblem, and on the other side, there was a neat Konoha dark green uniform, but, unlike the ordinary Konoha ninjas, there was an equally bright and dazzling red inverted weeping no sign on their chests.

That is the symbol of the Ninja Revolution Association, and it is discussed and decided by the congress of the association.

When they saw Makoto, almost everyone gasped.

Because in the pupils of young people, there are three rounds of bright red young moons crisscrossed vertically and horizontally, full of indescribable weirdness and beauty, which makes people's hearts numb, and people can't help but indulge in it.

"Makoto-sama," one of the Uchiha people came out in the form of a leader, ignoring the members of the Ninja Revolution Association who were secretly raising their vigilance, and said calmly to Makoto, "How is your health?" If it's all right, please go back with us. ”

Makoto recognized this clansman as the second son of the Seventh Elder, named Uchiha Clan Shin, the real power figure of the family garrison.

Cheng didn't answer, just swept around everyone on the scene.

There is not much difference in the number of people on the two sides, but there are still Uchiha people in purple uniforms on the periphery, and the association is basically full of members, so the Uchiha is gradually surrounding.

"Makoto-sama." The Uchiha Shin frowned and called out again.

Makoto's gaze immediately fell on Uchiha Shin, and under the gaze of the pair of strange pattern pupils, almost all the powerhouses above the upper ninja level noticed that Uchiha Shin's body stiffened suddenly, and then slowly relaxed.

"Where's the light?" Makoto asked calmly.

"Makoto-sama, if you're okay, please go back with us." Avoiding Makoto's question, Shixin said without humility or arrogance.

A low exclamation sounded, because after answering this sentence, Shi Xin took a step back suddenly, as if he had seen the most feared thing in his life, bent over, raised his hand and grabbed his throat "gurgling" and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Shin-sama!" An Uchiha Shinobi next to him frowned and stepped forward, checked it slightly, and made a gesture to stop the movements of the other Uchiha people. He held Shishin, who was still clutching his throat in pain, and said to Makoto, "Makoto-sama, please don't ......."

"Where's the light?" Makoto interrupted him, just asked calmly.

"I don't know, but ......" The words were not finished, still taking a step back, still clutching his throat in fear and pain, and the Uchiha Kamishinobu almost fell to his knees.

Two Uchiha clansmen grabbed from behind, each holding the two who almost fell to the ground.

"Where's the light?" Makoto's eyes rolled and landed on another Uchiha clansman, and he asked calmly.

The man had already opened the Sharingan Eye, and the three magatama flew around, but under the gaze of Makoto's eyes, he still couldn't help but take half a step back.

There was silence, and under the gaze of these strange eyes, hundreds of Uchiha elites were taken for it.

ps: The festival is full of double more Xiaolangjun, I was very busy a while ago, and I have tried to update it recently, and I don't want to reward you, I didn't sign a contract with the starting point, I can't receive money, and I have rewarded students before, I received your thoughts, bow and thank you.

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