Konoha Qiweiju

The weather on July 1, the fifty-sixth year of Konoha: sunny.

It has been more than two years since I came to Kirigakure.

This village is dying.

In two years, too many members of the blood successor family died.

Obito is really a ruthless person.

He intends to completely destroy Kirigakure who caused Lin's death.

Destroy Kirigakure from the root.

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In the hazy night, Zhenxiu wrote down today's diary.

This habit has followed him for decades.

At the beginning, it was a requirement of the system in exchange for points.

Later on, although there were points, it was more about truly cultivating one’s own will.

Occasionally looking through the diary from the past, Zhen Xiu felt as if he had returned to that time.

This system diary is a summary of his past years.

"It's late at night."

Shinshu looked at the moon outside the house and couldn't help but think of Konoha.

"Maybe it's time to go back."

Looking at the system list, the task of conquering the five major countries was just short of the last point, Zhen Xiu showed a bit of joy.

It has been eight years since I left Konoha.

He suddenly missed that place.

"It's coming soon. Just the last step is left."

Zhenxiu smiled lightly, and suddenly, an orange cat jumped in.

"Rouqiu, where have you been so late? Are you looking for the female cat?"

Zhen Xiu smiled.

Meatball curled his lips disdainfully.

"I don't look down on those guys who only know how to be cute to survive. Zhenxiu, I just saw two guys wearing black and red cloud robes outside Kirigakure Village. They should be the Akatsuki organization you mentioned. One of them is still

Familiar Uchiha Itachi."

The real cultivator was slightly startled, as he did not expect to encounter such a situation.

"Itachi defected to the village after all. The Uchiha clan will eventually be relegated to the dust of history."

Zhenxiu shook his head slightly and stood up.

"You want to go take a look?"

"Well, it's time to go and have a look. I haven't seen an old friend for a long time."

Uchiha Itachi, an interesting guy.

Now he is only thirteen years old, but he has to face a miserable world.

It was really hard for him.

Of course, this does not mean that the true cultivator agrees with Itachi's approach.

Killing his own clan for the sake of the village.

This approach is really difficult to understand.

At least true practitioners would not do this.

Under the moonlight, a battle was going on outside Kirigakure.

Meatball leads the way, one person and one cat, traveling through the fog.

The strange thing is that no one noticed their existence.

It's like they are invisible.

Those Kirigakure Anbu are like trash.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Zhenxiu heard the sound of fighting.

The sound was quite intense.

"It looks like a fight has begun."

Zhenxiu whispered, his foot speed doubled.

Rouqiu hurriedly caught up, but it was a bit difficult.

"This guy seems to have almost recovered. No, he seems to have made a lot of progress."

Meatball saw the speed of Zhenxiu's movement and thought to himself.

When the man and the cat arrived, only a pile of corpses and a seriously injured person were left in the battle place.

"Looks like the battle is over."

Zhenxiu looked at the scene around him and whispered.

"The fighting was fierce."

Meatball whispered, and then his eyes fell on something.

"Shinshu, that one seems to be the Fourth Mizukage, Yagura. But he seems to have been severely burned and his life is in danger. Such a powerful fire escape, I have never seen it before."

After hearing this, Zhen Xiu looked over.

The baby-faced Yagura does look extremely miserable now.

The back has been completely burned by the fire of Amaterasu. If it is not treated in time, it will be extremely dangerous.

However, Zhenxiu didn't intend to pay attention to this matter.

"Don't worry about him, Kirigakure's ANBU are already on their way here."

"I'm asking if I should kill him."

Meatball said, showing his cat paws.

Zhen Xiu shook his head.

"It's really shameful to take advantage of others' danger. I'm just a chef, not a ninja."

"Well, there's really nothing we can do about you."

Meatball helplessly put away the cat's claws in his fleshy palms.

Zhenxiu looked somewhere else.

There, there was a person who had just died.

He was wearing a black red cloud robe.

He is someone from the Akatsuki organization.

In his hand, he held a broken sword.

Except for the handle of the knife and the broken blade that remained less than ten centimeters, the remaining fragments were scattered across the battlefield.

"Loquat Juzo?"

Looking at the corpse that had lost all vitality, Zhenxiu murmured.

"You know this guy?"

Meatball asked curiously.

"So we know each other."

Looking at the broken beheading sword, Zhen Xiu felt quite emotional.

The next owner of this sword was also a poor man.

Come to think of it, I haven't seen Zabuza in a few months.

He seemed to be planning something.

But thinking about it, it won't be long.

While the real cultivator was sighing, he saw a slight footprint on the ground.

The footprints are not big, they should be those of a young man.

"Itachi?"

The real cultivator whispered, his eyes exploring the dark night.

That young man just left.

"Meatball, let's go."

"Where to go? Go back?"

"No, go meet the boy in the dark."

After Zhenxiu finished speaking, he stepped down and left here.

Meatball followed immediately.

Although the two of them are at each other's throats on weekdays, when it comes to doing business, Rouqiu definitely listens to Zhenxiu's words.

This is how this person and cat get along.

Not a minute after one person and one cat left, several people came here.

"How could it be like this! Mizukage-sama!"

A middle-aged ninja was horrified when he saw the tragic situation in front of him.

This person is growing up.

And behind Ao is Terumi Mei.

"It seems that the battle just now was very tragic. Master Mizukage even unleashed the power of the three tails, but he was still injured like this."

Terumi Mei looked at Yagura's injuries and was surprised.

In less than ten minutes from hearing the noise to coming over, the opponent not only seriously injured Yagura, but also disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, more than a dozen ANBU died here.

Such a killing speed and the strength of the opponent are truly terrifying.

"Who could it be?"

Terumi Mei thought to herself.

"Loquat Juzo!"

At this time, Qing shouted loudly.

Terumi Mei came back to her senses and looked in the direction Ao was looking at.

There is a body there.

Loquat Juzang!

One of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen who defected from Kirigakure!

What he is holding is the beheading sword!

"It's actually him! He's back?"

The broken sword was scattered everywhere, just like its owner.

"He is already dead. He should have been killed by Mizukage-sama. These clothes..."

Qing's pupils shrank, as if he recognized this dress.

"Qing, can you find out who else left?"

Qing heard the words and formed a seal with his hands.

"Roll your eyes!"

The predatory white eyes unfolded.

He could actually see things within a few kilometers of radius.

"Found it! Someone is leaving!"

Qingxi said.