[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

Kaishi prepares to leave before the samurai and cronies sent by the daimyo arrive.

The entangled Princess Fujiwara passed out when he pinched the back of her neck lightly. After that, he was able to change clothes smoothly.

This set of clothes he wore originally belonged to Boruto, and there were no special decorations on the short-sleeved top, coat, and ninja pants. Fei Shi guessed that this was the reason why he had survived under the eyes of thousands of hands until now. After all, he On his clothes, there is a conspicuous red and white Tuanfan clan emblem.

After finally taking off the beautiful but heavy kimono, Kaishi tidied up his coat, breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart, bent down and tied the square ninja bag on his right thigh, and then sat on the veranda and began to put on his ninja boots .

"Your clothes are weird."

Qianshou Feijian stood beside him and said.

As a future man more than 100 years later, Fei Shi was noncommittal about his evaluation.

There was a pause.

"Do you really want to leave now? It's getting dark, and you are alone again, which is very dangerous."

"It's okay, I'm strong."

Konoha Elite said succinctly.

Tobori: "..."

Not noticing the white-haired boy's speechlessness, Fei Shi stood up, and habitually tugged at the half-fingered gloves on his hand, and the slender and beautifully knuckled five fingers suddenly diverted the attention of Tori.

He stared at the whitening hands against the black cloth, and suddenly recalled how they gently clasped the back of his head at an unforgettable moment, and the tips of his ears turned red quietly.

"Well, let's just leave it at that."

Fei Shi put down his hands and spoke flatly.

Fei Jian immediately came back to his senses, raised his eyes and looked at him quietly.

The sun in the sky is still emitting the last ray of light, the sky above is intertwined with dark blue and deep purple colors, and a few clouds are scattered scattered, with a little warm orange dim light on it.

The evening wind blew, and the young man's soft cherry hair was blown gently, and the green eyes stared at the door, indifferently, but gave him a sense of peace of mind.

There was a sudden impulse in Tokaima's heart.

"Can we meet again?"

He tried his best to ask calmly, but his slightly distorted voice revealed his true mood.

Fei Shi cast a glance at him without showing any emotion, his blue eyes seemed to be deep and deep.

He finally chose to nod.

Fei Shi had been gone for a long time, and Fei Jian was still standing there watching the direction in which he disappeared.

The footsteps of the clansmen came from behind, and Feima finally recovered from his own thoughts, and the moment he turned his head, he turned into his usual indifferent and unfriendly look, and asked while walking back: "The daimyo has arrived?"

"Yes. Also, there is news from the pigeons in the family that Uchiha Tajima has died because of his serious injuries."

There was a pause in the footsteps.

"Really." He replied inexplicably, and soon stepped up again, "I see."

It's just that this time, his red eyes, which still had a trace of warmth just now, gradually faded away the last trace of innocence.

Five days later.

Urgent footsteps sounded in the forest, and a small group of fast-moving ninjas passed by quickly. The leading black-haired man was carrying a wounded boy on his back.

Suddenly, the thin-boned boy moved, and then violently vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Quanna!" The man behind his back shouted, and stopped nervously, "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

"elder brother……"

Quan Nai responded in a weak voice. The first thing to do was to care about the current situation: "Father's... body, has it been taken back from the Yuyi Clan? How about everyone? What about the Thousand Hands Clan?"

"Father's body has been transported back to the family land by everyone, and we have successfully thrown off the pursuers, so you hold on!"

His elder brother's face was pained for a moment, then he calmed down and spoke quickly to comfort him.

Quan Nai seemed to relax a lot, but his pupils shrank in the next second, and he began to cough heart-piercingly, spurting out large streams of blood from his mouth.

"Quanna?! Quanna, cheer up!"

The long-haired man called out to him in a panic.A clansman stepped forward at this time, grabbed Quan Nai's wrist and felt it carefully for a while, his face became more and more ugly.

"Madara-sama, Quanna-sama's pulse is getting weaker and weaker, if this continues, if you can't reach the clan ground, you will..."

As he was talking, he accidentally met the blood-red Sangouyu Sharingan. He was so frightened that he fell silent, and couldn't help but took a step back.

Five days ago, the head of the Uchiha clan, Uchiha Tajima, unfortunately died in the scuffle. Fortunately, before that, the head of the Senshou Buddha had died one step earlier, and the Yuyi clan could only linger. This war has temporarily come to an end .

Unfortunately, Uchiha Tajima's body was stolen by the bold Yuyi clan. Madara ordered most of the clan to evacuate first, and led a small group of elites to get it back.

Uchiha Quanna, who was exhausted but insisted on going, was seriously injured in this operation.Since then, Madara's aura has become terrifying.

The atmosphere in the forest froze, and the one who broke the silence was Uchiha Fire Core, who was raised as Madara's left and right hands since childhood.

"Hagoromo's weapon was not poisoned, and I didn't find a fatal wound on Senna-sama, so why does the situation continue to deteriorate?"

He raised his own question in a deep voice, looked at Madara with a heavy face, and waited for him to make a decision.

This is an era when there is a shortage of medical ninjas. The Uchihas who are good at fire escape are generally not very fine in controlling Chakra. It is even less likely that there will be medical ninjas in their makeshift team.

The person who took the pulse just now only had a superficial understanding, but Quanna's situation was so urgent that he had to make a decision immediately.

At this moment, although Madara looked horrified, she was already in panic and at a loss.

——This is his younger brother, the only remaining younger brother, and now the only remaining close relative.

In the suffocating silence, a peaceful voice suddenly sounded from the treetops overhead.

"Probably because of a ruptured viscera."

"who?!"

The tense Uchihas immediately threw out their shurikens one after another, piercing into the place covered by dense leaves, knocking down countless incomplete green leaves.

If it's an ordinary ninja, even if they don't die under this kind of intensive attack, they will still suffer some injuries. However, there are always exceptions to everything.

"This reaction is a bit too stressful, don't you all listen to what others say?"

The same voice sounded again, this time, behind the Uchihas.

Uchiha Fire Core quickly blocked Madara and Quanna, but the moment he saw the person coming, he couldn't help but froze.

Sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves and sprinkled on the cherry-haired young man in black, coating him with a layer of sacred light.

He took the shuriken that he picked up casually and looked at it in front of his eyes. He thought to himself: "Is this the hidden weapon in the Warring States Period? It seems to be no different from the future."

"who are you?"

Uchiha Fire Core frowned and was about to step forward, but Madara stopped him: "Wait."

He supported Quan Nai who couldn't even speak, and looked at Fei Shi with a pair of three-gou jade sharing sharing eyes darkly: "Can you cure Quan Nai?"

"This, probably."

Fei Shi answered casually angrily.

Spotted brows furrowed.

He is a young man with outstanding facial features, with sharp eyebrows, a cold face, and a streak of silkworms under his eyes. His black hair is a little unruly, and grows all the way to his waist, but it is strangely not messy.

This is the battlefield Shura recorded in history, Uchiha Madara.

Fei Shi glanced at him, then indifferently withdrew his gaze, and began to observe his younger brother.

The underage boy lowered his head, he couldn't see his face clearly, his hair was smoother than the spots, and he tied a thin braid, but some parts of the back of his head were still curled up in disobedience. It looks a little cute.

Fei Shi looked around him with sharp and indifferent eyes, and asked, "Do you feel any pain in the left upper abdomen?"

Quan Nai moved imperceptibly, his mouth murmured, but he didn't say anything.

But Madara understood what he meant immediately.

He straightened his lips and said dryly, "He said 'yes'."

"In this case, the spleen should be ruptured." Fei Shi threw the shuriken casually, his voice was so calm that he said, "The blood supply of the spleen is rich, if we leave it alone, he will die soon."

Madara's complexion instantly became difficult to look at.

"Master Spot."

Huo Nu retreated to his side and asked in a low voice, "What should I do?"

Madara silently clenched the fist hanging by his side.

"Brother..." Quan Nai struggled to speak at this time, raised her head short of breath, her pale face was full of hostility, "I can't believe this kind of guy with unknown origin, we should go back to the Hui clan first-"

"what?"

A surprised voice interrupted him.

Fei Shi threw away the hidden weapon in his hand, turned a deaf ear to the Uchiha's warning shouts, and arrived in front of Quan Na in a few steps, regardless of Madara's knife on his neck, bent down and lifted Quan Na's chin.

In an instant, his clear and bright eyes met the pure black pupils of the young man without impurities.

Uchiha Izuna was stunned.

It is a very dangerous thing to look at Fei Shi head-on.

His appearance is too dazzling, and his eyes are even more deceptive. Just a casual look may make people lose their souls immediately, let alone such a close and undivided gaze like now.

The still young Quanna stared at him blankly, forgetting to breathe for a moment.

The Uchiha clan is all good-looking in Isui, and Quanna and Madara are the most beautiful among them. However, compared with the young man in front of him, the beauty that the young man once thought was nothing at all.

During the time when Quan Nai was speechless, Fei Shi's slightly wide eyes slowly returned to their original state.

He let go of Quanna, and said to himself with a little disappointment: "...So it's just a resemblance?"

At this time, Fei Shi's neck was already bleeding from the spot pressure.

Quan Nai's eyelids trembled, and she uttered a single sound with unknown meaning: "...Huh?"

The young Hei Changzha couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Fei Shi by the collar, and roared furiously: "What the hell are you trying to do, you bastard?!"

The yelled Fei Shimu looked down at him with a straight face.

It turns out that Uchiha Madara's height is really 1.7 meters nine... Ah, men can still grow after the age of 20, so he should be less than 1.7 meters nine now.

He thought so in his heart.

However, if this drags on, Uchiha Izumi will really die.

His mother and sister taught him medical skills and taught him to be a kind person.

The good-looking young man raised his hand, and in the awkward posture of being restrained by Uchiha Madara and clutching his collar, the palm of his hand was full of vitality.

"I can save him."

He explained calmly.

"Why should I trust you?"

Madara squinted his eyes dangerously, and seemed to be on the verge of an explosion, his body was overflowing with murderous aura, shaking the subordinates beside him so that they couldn't move.

But Fei Shi didn't seem to feel it, he meditated for a while indifferently, and then flashed Sharingan: "Is this okay?"

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