Nohibi tightens facial muscles at an extremely fast speed.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the smile on his lips, and straightened his back.
His eyes changed to a deep and distant look in one second, and he suddenly revealed the persona of a chief minister who was "strategizing", deep and reliable.
At this time, Sakumo, who was standing behind Ye, felt that he could not ignore the people in the yard out of politeness and politeness.
So he said hello to Nohibi smoothly.
"Nohibi, you are still busy so late and haven't eaten yet?"
Nohibi heard someone talking.
I just glanced at it without thinking about it.
After all, all he can think about right now is maintaining his aloof status as the "Night Faction number one horse boy".
Nohibi raised his chin slightly, showing a side face looking up at the stars at a 45-degree angle.
In the eye sockets, Three-Tomoe Sharingan is looming in the night.
He let out an extremely disdainful and short sneer.
"Oh, it turns out to be Sakumo."
Nohibi responded proudly with a tone that had seen through the vicissitudes of the world.
"Eating is an act that satisfies appetite and only the weak need to replenish their energy."
"Everything I, Nohibi, does is for righteousness. A sparrow knows the ambition of a swan."
Outside the door, the air suddenly became quiet.
Sakumo stood outside the gate, scratching his silver-white hair stiffly with his fingers, the expression on his face completely frozen.
He has gone through hundreds of battles, killed countless powerful enemies, and chatted and laughed with Kage Level strong men from all over the world.
But when faced with a Uchiha who had opened Sharingan, I discussed with him in such an abstract and secondary tone that "eating is the behavior of the weak".
For the first time, he felt the poverty of language.
Today, there is no way to talk at all.
This is no longer a cross-server chat, this is a cross-species communication.
Sakumo laughed awkwardly twice and agreed dryly.
"Really? Haha... then what, justice comes to justice, it is better to eat something, it is good for the stomach."
After saying that, Sakumo grabbed Kakashi by the back collar and walked forward quickly.
He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, his mind would become abnormal.
Watching the three people leaving, they merged into the night.
Nohibi was still standing in the puddle, maintaining his aloof posture looking up at the stars, lowering his voice and muttering coldly.
"Oh, Hatake Sakumo, you, an outsider under Hokage, how can you understand my grand plan to assist the hero in conquering the world..."
The word "karma" hasn't been uttered yet.
Nohibi's voice is stuck.
He turned his head suddenly and stared in the direction where the three people left just now.
His pupils shrank and expanded wildly, as if he had been hit by an eight-magnitude earthquake, and his breathing stopped for a moment.
Wait.
Who was that person just now?!
Silver hair?
White Fang Short Sword?!
Hatake Sakumo?!
White Fang of the Leaf?!
What the fuck?!
Why did he appear in the core clan area of the Uchiha Clan in the middle of the night?!
Why is he walking with Lord Ye?!
What the hell is going on?!
Where did this come from?!
Am I not in the courtyard of the patriarch's house?!
Nohibi's brain suddenly shut down.
He looked around in horror.
The familiar courtyard wall, the familiar house number, and the pot of orchids at my feet that had been watered by myself are still lying in the muddy water.
This is indeed Fugaku's home.
But there is no way White Fang will appear here!
This completely goes against Konoha's political common sense!
Nohibi's brain was running at a speed exceeding its limit, frantically searching for the only reasonable explanation.
Three seconds later, he slapped his thigh and came to a perfect conclusion.
Got it!
Fugaku This old dog is not only shady, but Eye Power is definitely above me!
He knew that he would not succumb to the humiliation of suspension, so he had already laid out Genjutsu!
White Fang, night, and even the nonsensical conversation just now.
They are all illusions used by Fugaku to test his Daoist heart and attempt to make himself suffer mental breakdown!
I was dragged into Genjutsu by him without knowing it!
"What a vicious method!"
Nohibi gritted his teeth.
In order to break this outrageous illusion, Nohibi threw away the Iron Shell kettle in his hand.
There was a "clang" sound.
He bent his knees and sat down cross-legged in the courtyard filled with water.
The muddy water instantly soaked into his trouser legs and clothes.
Nohibi completely ignores it.
He formed a "jie" seal with his hands in front of his chest and closed his eyes tightly.
Chakra was surging crazily in his body, his brows were twisted into a knot, and Chakra was mobilized throughout his body to hit his mind.
"Solution!"
"Unsolved! Unsolved! Unsolved!"
"Untie it for me!!!"
Nohibi is sitting in the mud puddle, like a wizard who is dancing with magic, chanting the spell to unlock the seal crazily, and his body is twitching along with it.
Time passed by minute by minute.
It took a full twenty minutes and half a day of work.
Nohibi sat in the muddy water, changed more than eighty postures, and made more than three hundred seals.
But I still couldn't feel any looseness in Genjutsu, and there wasn't even a ripple in the surrounding environment.
Just when he wondered if he had been hit by a forbidden spell that even Three-Tomoe couldn't see through.
A crisp sound of footsteps came from outside the door.
Mikoto Uchiha carried two handfuls of fresh vegetables that he had just bought, humming a light song, and returned to the door of his house.
She raised her head.
Gaze across the threshold.
The singing stopped.
Mikoto stood there blankly.
She looked at the precious orchids that she had just bought yesterday and carefully taken care of in the yard.
At this moment, it was overturned with roots and mud in a huge puddle, and the petals were shattered on the ground.
Look further back.
The person who caused her to have a big fire yesterday, Security Force squadron leader Uchiha Yehuo,
He was sitting cross-legged and covered in mud in the middle of the largest puddle, with his hands Hand Seals, his eyes closed, and his mouth chanting "solution".
The old and new accounts were settled together, and Mikoto's anger completely broke out at this moment.
She slammed the two handfuls of fresh green vegetables in her hands onto the ground, causing the leaves to shatter all over the ground.
She stretched out her trembling fingers and pointed at Nohibi, who was still going crazy in the muddy water.
Let out a hysterical roar that penetrated half of Uchiha compound.
"Uchiha Yehuo!!! You really deserve to die!!!"
[Ding! Bewilderment Points from Uchiha Yehuo, +1000!]
[Ding! Guard-Break Points from Mikoto Uchiha, +2000!]
Security Force headquarters, minister's office on the second floor.
The flame of the oil lamp was blown from side to side by the night wind that came in through the cracks in the window, making the shadow of Uchiha Fugaku buried in the pile of files become longer and shorter.
Fugaku stared at the document that was as tall as a person in front of him and rubbed his twitching eyebrows vigorously.
He really wanted to curse.
Whoever wants to be the leader of such a special clan can be the leader!
When the entire clan elected him to the position, everyone made wild claims.
As a result, once I sat in this position, all I had to do every day was the work of cattle, horses, and livestock.
Piles on the desktop are the patrol logs of the past month and funding application slips from various departments.
There is also a pile of trivial dispute resolution records within the clan.
What troubles him the most is that there has been a huge fund hole in Security Force's account for no apparent reason recently, and he can't even find out where it went!
If Council of Elders's gang of old immortals find out about this, there will be another round of verbal and written criticism at the clan meeting tomorrow.
When he was about to force himself to finish this mess, there was suddenly a burst of extremely uncoordinated footsteps outside the door, coming from far to near.
"Bang!"
The office door was pushed open.
Fugaku's face turned dark and he raised his head angrily.
I saw Uchiha Yehuo limping in, dragging his right leg that didn't look very flexible.
Seeing Nohibi's current appearance clearly, Fugaku almost peed.
His usually stern face was completely disfigured at this moment.
The two eye sockets were swollen and bright purple.
There were dried blood stains on the corners of his mouth, half of his face was swollen, and there was an extremely clear bruised shoe print on his right cheek.
Not only that crisp Security Force uniform had its collar ripped open and was wrinkled.
The most outrageous thing is that there is half a wet, limp green cabbage leaf hanging on his left shoulder.
A vibrant vegetable fragrance instantly filled the entire office.
Nohibi Earth Flow entered the room deeply without even looking in the direction of the desk.
Go straight Earth Flow to the right hand side of Fugaku in front of a dark load-bearing pillar engraved with Uchiha Clan Crest.
Then, with his hands close to the seam of his trousers, he bent down very solemnly and bowed to the pillar.
"Clan leader, I have something to report."