Danzou is long past the age of fighting enemy ninjas, and with his status, there are very few situations where he needs to intervene in person.

But he has never lowered his requirements for himself, and he has never relaxed for a moment in the daily ninja practice, which has also kept his body in a very good state.

Ape flying and slashing is different, cigarettes, alcohol, power, women, these things that are the most harmful to a man's body are not lacking. The most important thing is that he has long lost his consciousness as a ninja, and the cultivation of ninjutsu has become a blank piece of paper. It is estimated that even Ape Fei Ri Slash himself has long forgotten the time of the last ninjutsu practice.

Tuan Zang has always had a doubt in his heart, but he has never had a chance to ask.

Ape Fei Ri was a few years older than him, and gave up his cultivation and physical maintenance. His daily penance can only barely delay the impact of the years on the body, how does Ape Fei Sun Chop maintain the health of the body?

To this day, he seems to have found the answer.

Almost overnight, the ape flew through all the years of the past few years.

"What's the matter with you?"

Sarutobi interrupted Danzo's thoughts rudely, and he could see that he was in a terrible mood.

"It's all the little things."

Tuan Zang looked at his whole body with a suspicious gaze,

"But you, don't seem to be doing well?"

"What's not so good, I'm very good!"

The ape flew almost out loud,

"I'm busy, don't bother me if I don't have anything important."

He waved his hand impatiently, as if he wanted to chase away the guest.

"Then I'll go find Menyan and Koharu."

Danzo wasn't angry, but when he walked to the door, he looked back at Sarutobi and slashed his head.

At that moment, he clearly saw a deep fear in the ape's flying eyes.

It was the fear of a mysterious power, a power that only one person could possess, and that was death.

He moved his lips, trying to say a few words of comfort, but he didn't.

He sighed silently and quietly closed the wooden door of the Hokage's office.

The body of the ape grew smaller and smaller in the gap between the wooden doors, and finally disappeared completely behind the thick wooden doors.

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The masked man's single eye shone with a cold light.

He stood still, his anger mixed with chakra, burning his whole body.

The sporadic raindrops in the sky hit his mantle, and soon turned into hot vapor, enveloping him in a white mist in a short time.

In the distance, Kakashi's chakra aura gradually became stronger, and that aura was not all Kakashi's. Part of it, from his other eye.

"Looks like you've been having a bad time lately!"

Not far in front of him, a small patch of rain-soaked green grass suddenly cracked, and a half-black, half-white head emerged from the dirt without warning.

"Are you looking for death?"

The killing intent in the masked man's voice startled "Jue", and the whole person almost escaped from the ground.

"I... , I just wanted to see if there was anything I could do to help, and since you're okay, I'll go first. ”

"Jue" hurriedly apologized, and his body began to sink.

Soon, the cracked grass began to close. Only half of the head that had just emerged from the ground was left, and it looked like half a human head had grown from the ground, which was very terrifying.

"Wait!"

The masked man said suddenly.

"Jue" stopped sinking, and the two eyes exposed to the ground rolled drippingly.

"You can divide it into two whites, blacks, right?"

The masked man seemed to suddenly think of something.

Absolutely blinked, affirming the masked man's question.

"You're here to drag Kakashi Hachiki. Remember, don't let him go back to Konoha for a month. ”

The masked man let out a long breath, as if he wanted to spit out the knot in his heart.

"Go look at the old immortal, don't let him move blindly. I'll go to Konoha in person, and in a month's time, Konoha's affairs can basically come to an end, and then I can kill Nagato and take out the eye of reincarnation. ”

He continued, as if he were not satisfied:

"I've had enough of the two little ghosts, Nagato and Xiaonan, kill them as soon as possible, and let the old immortal toss the rest."

He let out a heavy snort through his nose and turned away without waiting for a reply.

The murderous aura on his body and the guilt that had been haunting him dissipated at the same time, and the rain in the air stopped strangely at the same time as he left.

"It's really an acute child。。。。。。

"Never" continued to sink unhurriedly, with a mysterious and smug smile in his eyes.

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Uchiha Fugaku left the position of the patriarch of the Uchiha clan and the captain of the Konoha Police Force, and only symbolically hung up a free post in the Konoha Police Force.

Except for daily work and attending the regular gatherings of the Uchiha clan on time, he rarely appears in front of outsiders.

Since the failed assassination of the Uchiha Iron Fire Brothers, in order to avoid suspicion, Uchiha Fugaku has refused even to visit his old friends.

The former number one of the Uchiha clan seems to be very satisfied with his semi-retired life.

However, as a member of the Uchiha clan in the midst of a whirlpool, this seemingly comfortable life is just a beautiful soap bubble.

All it takes is a light breeze for the soap bubble to burst as expected, and an ugly and merciless war ensues.

Whether it is an old man, a woman, or a child, as long as they bear the surname "Uchiha", they cannot escape this sad fate.

This is the will of death, and it is the arrangement of fate.

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The masked man returns to Konoha once again.

He walked silently through the cemetery lined with tombstones.

At this time, the sky was just blue, and most people were still immersed in sweet dreams. The silence in the huge cemetery was terrifying, and even the air carried an eerie atmosphere.

The cemetery was seldom tended, and the overgrown weeds covered half of his legs. Only a handful of tombstones are considered neat and tidy.

Most of the tombstones are bare, and they look like they have long been forgotten. Occasionally, one or two tombstones can be seen topped with long-dead bouquets of flowers.

He paused in front of a tombstone that seemed to exist in two worlds from his surroundings.

Around this tombstone, there is not a single weed in sight. The ground is paved with colorful pebbles, which shimmer gently under the moisture of the morning dew.

At the top of the tombstone is a bouquet of white carnations that can only be bought in season. The faint scent of the carnation enveloped the tombstone, and at the same time, the masked man himself.

Written on the tombstone was the name of a girl he would read every time he dreamed back at midnight: Nohara Rin.