There was silence in the Japanese room, and even the deer in the courtyard outside the house made no sound, frozen in the water.
Snowflakes fell one after another.
Under the night, something dangerous seems to be approaching silently.
The scarlet color disappeared in a flash.
Zhili sat opposite the old patriarch.
His eyes could no longer see, but he could see the girl opposite's calm fighting spirit erupting like a volcano.
"Jiri, now that you have made up your mind, the future of the Uchiha clan will be left to you."
"Ha." Zhili responded calmly.
The old patriarch had a solemn look on his face.
After a wordless silence.
What should be done has been done, the road has been paved for the child, and now the child will lead the family to take off.
This is what the old man expected.
"I wish you good luck in martial arts."
"Ha." Zhili responded calmly with a long knife in front of his knees.
"Then, come on!"
The old man said with a murderous look on his face.
"See you later, Grandpa."
Zhili took the knife and stood up to leave, opening the paper door of the Japanese room.
The cold snowy wind poured in and fell on Zhili's pretty face and hair, which was even colder.
In the courtyard, pairs of scarlet Sharingan eyes looked at Jiri's figure.
Zhili walked silently onto the snow, and the crowd made way for a path. As Zhili moved around, they followed behind him without even a glance.
Jiri walked in front, all the way to the Uchiha clan and left. As they walked, men and women continued to join the team, silently holding knives.
People's faces looked murderous.
The cold wind howled, rolling up the hems of the ethnic coats.
The Tuanfan clan emblem on the back is looming in the shadow of the night.
As we moved forward, the team gradually began to expand.
Gradually it turned into a long dragon.
The entire Uchiha clan's combat-ready personnel are in the garrison. There are three brigades in total, totaling one regiment, with a total of 3,000 people.
At this time, there were more than a thousand people in this long queue.
The combat power ratio with the main war faction is almost one to two.
Among them, some Uchiha chose to abstain, and no one from the two parties joined.
Waiting for the result of the collision.
From a clear point of view, the weak one is the Lord Harmony faction.
But in ninja battles, there is no way to simply compare strength and weakness based on the number of people.
It’s hard to say who will win and who will lose without having played.
The Uchiha clan is attacking.
On the long street, a lonely figure stopped the advancing team.
Zhili stopped, and the scarlet eyes behind him looked at the scarlet eyes opposite.
The man blocking the road stepped forward wordlessly.
"Chiri!"
He asked softly with an almost pleading tone.
"Is there no other way?"
Uchiha Mirror.
"You want to stop me?" Zhili asked coldly, holding the knife, the scarlet striations turning in his eyes.
"Zhili! There must be other ways!"
"Please calm down!"
Uchiha Kage didn't want to see bloodshed happen.
Before the fight, some people said that after the fight, everything would be irreversible.
Unless there is a clear winner.
"If you don't want to fight, just stay away." Zhili said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the tribesmen behind him all pulled out their swords and stared coldly at the Uchiha Mirror with their scarlet eyes.
Even with a kaleidoscope, Jing does not dare to take action easily.
How can one person fight against the whole clan?
Every time one of these people fired a fireball, he would have to deal with it carefully and awkwardly.
Taking a deep breath, Uchiha Kyou opened his hands and made a defenseless gesture.
"If you plan to raise a butcher's knife against your tribe, then start with me."
Uchiha Mirror closed his eyes.
"Step over my dead body."
Just pull the neck and kill him.
"Brother Jing, don't do such meaningless things. You can try saying this to Kagutu."
Zhili said coldly.
"Or do you think I'm soft-hearted and easy to bully?"
The Uchiha who were a little shaken all looked at the Uchiha mirror coldly.
The current situation, if we do not support Zhili, means that the Lord Peace Party will be at a complete disadvantage.
In this way, the main war faction has the right to speak within the clan.
This is completely unacceptable to the Lord Peace Party.
All along, Uchiha Mirror has made an important mistake.
The Uchiha peace faction is not a coward who is afraid of fighting.
If stability can be maintained, the confrontation with the war faction will continue, which is what the peace faction can endure.
Danchery breaks the false peace.
The reason that forced Zhili to do this was that if he continued like this, he would just boil a frog in warm water and he would commit suicide sooner or later.
Zhili is a doctor, and she plans to cut off diseased tissue that can kill people.
It hurts, but it works.
"You have been defeated!" Zhili said coldly: "Get away!"
Uchiha Mirror did not move, keeping his hands open.
He could not watch the conflicts and bloodshed within the clan and remain indifferent.
"Stupid Brother Jing!"
"Final warning to you."
"Don't stop me."
Jing was indifferent, with his eyes closed and a sad look on his face.
Amidst the flying snowflakes, a flash of sword light flashed.
Zhi Jing's shoulder was pulled diagonally all the way to his abdomen, and when blood spurted out, he followed closely with a heavy kick, like sweeping away garbage, and kicked it to the side of the road.
Without another glance, Zhili stepped forward firmly after sheathing the knife.
The tribesmen behind him followed closely.
Uchiha Kagami, who was lying on the roadside, looked at the murderous advance of the team and smiled helplessly.
He was powerless to prevent this from happening.
After tonight, many people will not be able to meet again.
The pain in my body is not as good as the pain in my heart.
Smiling and laughing, tears flowed.
"The tyrant of flowers! Hahahahahaha! The tyrant of flowers!!!"
"Kill!!!"
"Kill until the blood flows like a river!!!"
"You will regret this!!!"
The tribesmen passing by did not look at him.
Although Uchiha Kage is strong, he is a coward.
Everyone thinks so.
But Delhi is different.
She is strong yet gentle!
He is simply the leader that the Lord Harmony Sect has always dreamed of.
She will restore the glory of the Uchiha clan!
This is what everyone believes.
The long marching dragon set off silently, they will go to the future.
Zhili walked in the front, leading the hope of the clan.
The villagers along the way looked at the silent marching team and felt so nervous that they couldn't breathe.
The villagers who felt something bad hid in their houses one after another.
The ninjas, on the other hand, walked onto the street with solemn faces.
It is impossible to turn a blind eye to such a huge commotion.
And Lord Hokage did not give any instructions.
Many ninjas are worried and don't know what will happen.
The young ninjas, with their faces flushed, looked at the team excitedly, but they felt majestic and did not dare to get close.
Looking at the cold and pretty face of the girl in the snow who leads the team.
There was a look of admiration in his eyes.
What a beautiful person.
The ninjas in the village took action spontaneously, gathered together, and carefully followed the Uchiha team.
Just in case something happens.
More ninjas still felt uneasy about witnessing something big happening.
Overnight, with everyone caught off guard, the village seemed to be about to change.
People are speculating.
But the next second, people saw scenery they had never seen before.
New teams appear on the streets.
A pair of white eyes shine like luminous pearls in the night.
Uniform ethnic uniform in black and white color scheme.
The leading girl carried the knife and advanced at the pace of a dragon and a tiger.
There was a hint of arrogance as strong as the strongest in his expression.
And this is not the end.
The Thousand Hands clan appeared in the streets like a swarm.
Pure white uniform kimono.
The blond hair on her head and the green coat are extremely eye-catching in the night.