The land of fire in spring is the best time to travel.

Fresh and dripping emerald green, the air is filled with the scent of flowers, grass and leaves.

"From the Land of Fire to Konoha, it's really a long way. It's so far away that you can't finish it in a lifetime. ”

An old man sat on a soft chair and muttered to himself as he watched the heat from the teacup in his hand.

Under the hat, which symbolizes the status of the Daimyo of the Fire Nation, is a face full of wrinkles.

The emaciated body is hidden under luxurious and radiant clothes.

This old man is the daimyo of the Land of Fire.

A few steps away from the old man, a sedan chair was parked.

Next to the sedan chair stood more than a dozen attendants, as well as two of the twelve ninjas.

And, of course, there's the second class where Uchiha Itachi is.

The group had just crossed a mountain ridge and were now resting in a dense forest below.

It's only half a day's journey from Konoha and the road is relatively smooth.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if we don't leave sooner, we won't be able to get to the village tonight."

Fujiki lowered his head, looking sincerely afraid.

Not only in the face of the Daimyo, but also the Twelve Shinobi, and even the Daimyo's entourage, he looked grovel.

Kurama Izumo and Shintsuna, who were standing near the palanquin, looked at him with disdain, and only Uchiha Itachi's gaze kept wandering around.

"Okay, okay, I got it."

The daimyo sighed as he straightened his hat over and over again, struggling to lift his heavy ass from his chair with the help of one of his attendants.

Seeing the disgruntled look on the daimyo's face, Fujiki shuddered and lowered his head even lower.

"Fujiki-sensei."

Itachi Uchiha's gaze was fixed on the front, and he rarely spoke.

"What's the matter?"

Fujiki's attitude suddenly became bad, and he sounded a little impatient.

"The guy in front of him is weird."

Fujiki looked in the direction of Itachi's finger at the road not far away, and the expression on his face instantly became serious.

"Protect the daimyo."

His voice was a little nervous.

The two people who guarded the twelve ninjas, one on the left and one on the right, carried the daimyo and stuffed him into the sedan chair.

The four members of the second class fanned out, staring at the man walking in front of them.

"Hey, what's going on?"

One of the Guardian Twelve ninja asked.

"We don't know yet, we need to confirm. Please give us a moment. ”

Fujiki's attitude is humble.

The man walked over in a strange position.

Just by looking at the appearance, there is nothing special.

What made the group feel strange was the man's mask.

The mask is a rare orange color with several irregular black stripes painted on it.

There is a hole in the right eye, and one eye is staring ahead without blinking.

On the body is a black coat with strange red moire dotted on it.

The collar of the coat was raised high, and a thick white strap was haphazardly tied around the waist.

Looking at the man's strange dress, Xinquan couldn't help but laugh with a "poof".

The tension vanished.

The group laughed.

Even the daimyo poked his head out of the palanquin curiously, wanting to see what was going on.

Only Uchiha Itachi alone knows how dangerous that man is.

Because that person is - Uchiha Obito.

"Be careful, that person is dangerous."

Itachi Uchiha yelled as the man approached.

"What a guy who has never seen the world, this kind of mask is sold everywhere, don't make a fuss."

Kurama Izumo sneered and put away the kunai in his hand.

"Damn. I'm certainly no match for him alone. ”

Just as Uchiha Itachi was turning his brain quickly, the man had already arrived in front of Fujiki, who was standing at the forefront.

"Well, I'd like to ask a question."

The man asked weakly.

"This road is blocked today, how did you get in?"

Fujiki scolded impatiently.

When dealing with the daimyo and his men, Fujiki appeared humble and courteous.

But for such a strange man, Fujiki behaved quite majesticly.

"Ahh , is that so? ”

The man spread his hands exaggeratedly, and the eyes in the hollow of the mask turned blood-red at some point.

Everyone's eyes unconsciously focused on the man.

The Uchiha Itachi caught the fluctuations of the chakra in the air.

"Be careful, it's an illusion."

He shouted.

It's too late.

The vine tree standing in front of Itachi seemed to be petrified for a moment, and his body was as stiff as a stone statue, motionless.

Not only Fujiki, but also the guardian twelve shinobi at the rear of the second class, the daimyo's entourage, the daimyo poking his head out of the sedan chair, and Shintsuen covering his mouth and smiling, all seemed to be frozen.

"Hey, someone can escape my illusion. Wow, there are two more, tsk... ”

The man's voice was much higher, and his voice suddenly became vibrant.

Uchiha Itachi clenched the kunai in his hand, his eyes fixed on the man who was slowly coming.

"Two people, who is the other one?"

The Uchiha Itachi hadn't come back to his senses yet, and a figure had already rushed past him like the wind.

"Izumo, what are you doing? Be careful! ”

Kurama Izumo didn't forget to turn around and cast a disdainful look at Itachi during the high-speed run, and he smiled proudly,

"My Kurama clan is famous for their illusions, how can this level of illusion help me. This kind of clown-like role, I can handle it alone. ”

He leapt to his feet, and the kunai in his hand stabbed at the masked man's throat like lightning.

"Oh, I actually said that my illusion is only to this extent, and I said that I was a clown. It's really underestimated. ”

The masked man didn't look at the kunai from the thorn, and just talked to himself.

"Look, this kind of guy can't even dodge my blow。。。。。"

Kurama Izumo's voice stopped abruptly.

The kunai in his hand penetrated the masked man's throat, then his hands, his body.

His entire body passed over the masked man's body.

It was as if it was passing through the air, and there was no resistance.

The masked man was still standing in place, not a drop of blood was shed, not even a trace of pain was expressed.

"Be careful."

Uchiha Itachi shouted as he rushed towards the masked man.

By the time Kurama Izumo reacted, the masked man's hand had already pierced Kurama Izumo's body.

"Gollum Gollum T

Kurama Izumo's mouth opened wide, but he couldn't speak, only a large mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth.

The masked man pulled his arm from Kurama Izumo's body and made a deft leap to dodge the fountain of blood.

Kurama Izumo slammed straight to the ground, twitched a few times, and then didn't move at all.

Blood soon stained a large area of land beneath him.