Chapter 23 Nightmare

The world entered midnight of the next day unscathed.

Sasuke suddenly woke up from his sleep with a sizzling sound. He was breathing heavily, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

As if being urged by something, he hurriedly lifted off the quilt and got up, running to Itachi's room, but it was still empty, with only a raven standing at the window and tilting its head to look at him.

"Is it a dream...?"

He wiped his sweat and his nervousness gradually calmed down.

——It must be a dream that my brother was killed by someone using despicable means.

Why would you dream of something like that? Really...

Awakened by a nightmare, Sasuke was completely sleepless and his body was soaked with sweat.

My brother and father stayed away all night, my mother had fallen asleep, and there were still lights on the street outside. I didn't know what was going on, and of course Sasuke was not interested in knowing.

He lay on the floor of his brother's room, stunned.

As if he felt something, he raised his head, and the raven was standing on his chest at some point. Only then did Sasuke notice that the eyes on the other side of the raven were not pure black, but black and red, and My father’s eyes looked so much like before!

Just when Sasuke felt confused.

The raven opened its mouth:

"Sasuke...I'm sorry..."

Sasuke was stunned, did the raven speak human language?

"Uh-"

He stood up in panic, but the raven was no longer on his chest. He looked around and realized that he was still lying on the bed in his room.

What's the meaning?

Serial dream?

Sasuke gathered his thoughts and carefully went to Itachi's room again and opened the door. The room was decorated the same as in the dream. His brother still hadn't come back. The only difference was that the window was ajar, and the raven in the dream, Has disappeared without a trace.

It was just a false alarm. Sasuke patted his chest and was about to go back to his room when he suddenly froze.

He carefully recalled the tone of the raven just now.

"That seems... to be my brother's voice..."

…

"Everyone, cheer up and don't relax. Although the Uchiha clan may launch a coup during the day, no one knows what if they suddenly go crazy and plan to take action now?"

The Anbu troops lurking in the night polished their swords in preparation for the upcoming battle today.

"Are they really going to start a civil war in Konoha?" After a long silence, someone couldn't help but ask.

Due to the requirement of confidentiality, many of them did not know the truth of the matter until just now. They were gathered together in the name of daily drills before. Who knows, just after midnight, the captain informed them that the drill was fake. The internal fighting with the Uchiha is real.

"I repeat, it is not a civil war, it is to prevent the Uchiha coup!" the leader of the ANBU emphasized, "We only punish the culprits. Only a few high-ranking Uchiha people will be tried, and innocent Uchiha people will not be involved."

Everyone was somewhat excited. As members of the ANBU directly under the Hokage, they always followed orders and prohibitions when performing tasks and put the completion of tasks first. Even if they did not know the truth, it would not affect their loyalty.

But obviously, knowing that the enemies they are about to face are a group of ambitious people who are about to launch a coup in Konoha, they are the righteous party protecting the stability of Konoha, and they will be more decisive when wielding their swords.

Not far away, Hotaru, who was secretly monitoring the group of ANBU, sighed, looking a little gloomy.

Danzo's order was not for her to fight against those Uchiha ninjas, but to massacre the unarmed civilians left in the Uchiha clan. This was obviously against the will of the third generation. After doing this, the third generation still didn't know To what extent will the conflict with Danzo intensify because of this incident...

She slowly wiped the long knife in her hand.

Next, the knife will be stained with the blood of innocent people.

…

Uchiha and Konoha are actively preparing for war, and in the wild, there is also a battle on the verge of breaking out.

"...Is this guy Uchiha Madara?"

"That Sharingan, yes, he must be the back-up man retained by the Uchiha clan!"

"Hey, you bastard, what did you do to Ning Qi?"

Konoha's sharp knife team has surrounded the masked Uchiha Madara.

Kakashi looked around. Not long ago, an amazing battle must have broken out here. The surrounding soil was overturned, the tree trunks were covered with sword marks, and there were many fallen trees on the side. It should be Ning Qi who was following this. The traces of the battle left behind when Uchiha Madara was discovered by his opponent.

But...why didn't I see Ning Qi?

Hearing the words of this group of people, the masked man's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Stupid guys, they don't know they are being taken advantage of..."

Ning Qi wanted this group of people dead, but these people were still worried about Ning Qi's safety.

Simply ridiculous!

He glanced at Kakashi who was deep in thought not far away.

So does this guy.

So far, there has been no progress.

It’s just that he didn’t protect Lin at the beginning.

Holding his own Sharingan, he couldn't even see through this bit of human nature.

Extremely stupid!

At this thought, the murderous intention in the masked man's heart slowly subsided.

It's better to keep such a stupid opponent.

It also proves more and more that such an ignorant world is completely unworthy of nostalgia.

"I don't want to be used by Ning Qi, so I won't argue with you this time. Please cherish this rare opportunity. I don't have many times to show mercy." The masked man said lightly, and a huge suction force came from the hole under the mask. Breathe him in completely.

"He wants to run!"

The kunai shot passed directly through the masked man, and everyone in the sharp knife team widened their eyes.

This guy... what kind of ability is this?

They stood where the masked man disappeared and looked at each other.

…

"The eight-tatami mirror... is indeed a good thing." Ning Qi squinted his eyes, sheathed his sword, and looked at the valley below.

The method that had been planned for a long time and prepared with so many things still seemed inadequate after Itachi took out the foul artifact.

Ning Qi knew that Itachi had two artifacts, the Yata Mirror and the Ten Fist Sword, but he never knew that the other party had already obtained one of them so early.

Ning Qi had no plans for this.

Just like Zhisui's eyes, on the battlefield of swords and swords, Itachi temporarily replaced his own eyes with Zhisui's eyes and used other gods and other operations. Just think about it, Ning Qi was not stupid enough to do this to him. opportunity, there will be no plans for this.

"What a pity for those eyes." Ning Qi sighed slightly.

After that guy Itachi was plotted against him, he had already made up his mind that nothing would be left to him, and he had been pulling the battlefield to the edge of the cliff with a very decisive will.

Although he cannot use chakra, the Yata Mirror does not need chakra to protect him from Ning Qi's sword moves. It is like a turtle shell. The only weakness is that Itachi may not be able to bear it for a long time. This turtle shell had the physical strength to fight Ning Qi, so when he realized that his physical strength was about to be exhausted, he chose to jump off the cliff without hesitation.

Just like Shisui two years ago.

"You'd better die." Ning Qi withdrew his gaze.

The cliff is deep and the rapids are fast, and Ning Qi has lost track of the other party even if he uses his Byakugan to increase his vision to ten kilometers.

He fell off a cliff after being seriously injured, like a bloody plot in a novel.

But in fact, no matter whether Itachi is alive or dead, Ning Qi's goal has been achieved. The Uchiha clan will launch a rebellion normally during the day, and all obstacles have been eliminated.

After continuing to explore to no avail, he turned around and left.

…

On a river bank where hundreds of ravens gathered, a masked man appeared from the divine space. He looked at the dying man at his feet with a short blade stuck in his chest, his eyes strange.

He knew this man.

"Uchiha...Itachi."

I also recognize this short blade on the man.

——Hyuuga Ningqi.

Not long ago, he had just fought with the opponent's sword clone, and the identical short blade that transformed into Ning Qi's clone still remained in the Kamui space.

He raised his face and looked at the cliff above his head, and finally resisted the urge to go up and look for trouble.

As if he noticed something, he squatted down and observed the short blade on Itachi's body.

Then his eyes narrowed.

This is... acupuncture?

I see.

"It's not just swordsmanship that uses different attributes."

"That guy Ning Qi actually has a sealing swordsmanship similar to acupuncture."

"No wonder you lost so miserably..."

Can everyone pretend not to see it?