Please answer Naruto

The body cannot move.

It's like floating in a dark space, no light, no sound, no feeling, only your own soul wandering.

Yu Xiaobai deeply remembered that he was not in a coma, and kept dropping hints. The remaining candle of consciousness grasped the last straw of faith. It was so weak, but he still persisted.

Please, don't let it end like this, he has something to do.

His spirit was already full of holes. During the three days in Tsukuyomi World, he fought against the creator-like Itachi, was defeated over and over again, and came back over and over again. He endured all kinds of pain, big and small, and experienced all kinds of things. The painful method, the abundant mental energy is like wool being sheared with a knife, becoming weak.

But he just hung on with his weak spirit. Seventy-two hours of exhaustion and pain turned into a flood pouring from the mountain. He resisted and refused to be washed away.

This washout made his senses useless and he was unable to perceive the outside world. It was like he had stayed up for several nights and desperately wanted to fall asleep. He was very tired, but he insisted on holding on and slowly recovered.

Yu Xiaobai lay in the darkness. He didn't know how long it had been, half asleep and half awake, his thoughts were chaotic. He wanted to wake up quickly, but he didn't have the strength.

Boom.

At a certain moment, there was a change in the sameness.

Boom.

Another moment, the information in Yu Xiaobai's mind came over, and it was a shock.

The vibration... where did it come from? Is the ground beneath me... shaking?

Boom, once again, the amplitude seemed to be greater this time. Yu Xiaobai couldn't tell whether it was because he had regained his energy or because of the vibration. The dark space seemed to have been knocked off by a hammer, and the faint light and sound leaked out. Come in.

By the way, he should be lying on the ground. The battle between the two Uchiha brothers caused the rooftop to tremble.

"Sasuke, Itachi..."

The two names moved his mind. If consciousness were compared to an electrocardiogram, Yu Xiaobai's dull and lifeless lines had a slight ups and downs.

But it's still not enough, there is still no strength, the broken spirit is patched up bit by bit, still fragile.

Suddenly, a far more violent vibration than before was transmitted through the ground.

Something fell, and Yu Xiaobai suddenly felt very uncomfortable, almost suffocating... The instinct of survival surged with a little strength.

"Ha, hu..."

He finally turned his head, gravel sliding across his face.

Light came in, and his ears heard some sounds, but because of his broken spirit, he could neither see clearly nor hear clearly. His body seemed to have more sensations, and he felt as if he was floating gently in the clouds.

In his sight, the halos of color zoomed in and out, blurring into chaotic Impressionist paintings; miscellaneous noises came through in a distorted manner, buzz, pop, beep... He wanted to slap this machine, which couldn't be adjusted properly. Old radio.

Yu Xiaobai tried his best to open his eyes, closed them heavily, and then opened them again... He seemed to see two figures facing each other, charging and fighting each other, staggering each other, repeating like a comic strip.

It's all a mess... Yu Xiaobai struggled to focus on the picture, boom, boom, boom.

He seemed to have seen a lot of battles, and fragments of consciousness made the scenes dance and flicker.

Flashing electricity, flying shurikens.

Thousands of birds chirped annoyingly, and the flames roared and surged.

Crying to kill, the Sharingan turned against him, the immortal black flames rose, and a devil-like wing fell from the sky...

Yu Xiaobai's empty eyes gradually regained the energy of recovery. From a distance, he could barely see clearly the two figures running and colliding with each other without stopping.

Who, must be really sick... Yu Xiaobai thought vaguely, vaguely, he thought it was Itachi and Sasuke.

Uchiha Itachi and Uchiha Sasuke fought together.

Such a familiar person, such a familiar picture.

The world is hazy, as if separated by an impenetrable veil, Yu Xiaobai's memory of being a foreigner is blurred in this scene that confuses illusion and reality... Why are they two, oh, hit again Together.

The original manga and TV animation are also played with this kind of plot.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was watching anime or looking at real people.

That's right, when he was in high school, he was sitting leisurely at the computer desk, watching the fight in front of him with excitement and heartbreak, and the sun was shining in through the window.

He could memorize the development of that plot. He read the manga and experienced it again on TV. The battle scene between Kirin, Susanoo, Sasuke and Itachi flashed through his mind. In response to the changes of light and shadow in the distance, the colorful Diverse, nothing has changed...

Nothing has changed.

Sasuke was too innocent and pitiful. He always pretended to be cool, as if he had everything under control. But when Itachi fell in front of him with a smile, his stunned expression made him wonder what was going on in his heart.

Itachi was the same person, he pretended too much, why did he play the role of such a good brother? He kept a stern face all day long, and only tolerated it until the end.

Boom, there was a loud noise, and the scene of high school disappeared due to Dian Po's shock. Several rocks hit him, and Yu Xiaobai felt pain.

His thoughts seemed to be jumping around. He tilted his head and moved his fingers.

The words sounded like blurred intersections. Yu Xiaobai knew that Itachi was firmly walking on this unknown road. The other party believed that his brother Sasuke only needed to follow the path he arranged, and then Sasuke would become an excellent person. , the person he expected...

The stone pressed against his back. Yu Xiaobai not only felt pain in his body, but also in his head. Something was wrong.

Light and sound waves gradually become gazed, and the senses are increasingly stripped out of chaos and turned into clarity.

At the same time, the plot of the flashback came to an end.

[Someone is saying: "Forgive me Sasuke, this is the last time.\