[Comprehensive] After leaving Yokohama, I joined Xiongying

Uchiha Sasuke suddenly remembered a dream he had once had.

That was when he was still in the snake cave of Orochimaru, he had dreamed of Itachi one night.

At that time, he was still a kid who was deceived by Uchiha Itachi's lies, and it hadn't been long before he even arrived at Orochimaru. When he saw that person in his dream, he subconsciously moved his body.

Tactics and thinking were completely forgotten by him, and he only had that person in his eyes and the purpose of defeating him.

Finally, of course, I woke up from the dream.

He was still in the cold and damp underground, without even a ray of sunlight.

On the contrary, the place where that person is is very warm when I think about it now.

But now he can't even dream of that person.

he thinks.

Was it because he was so rebellious that that person didn't even have the patience to see him in a dream?

***

"Uchiha—Itachi!!"

Along with the boy's excited roar, thunderous lightning came. Everyone present was no stranger to this lightning. Before this boy appeared, there was such a lightning in this venue.

The only difference is that the electric light just now was released from Uchiha Itachi's hands. The blue electric light is like a graceful vine entangled and paralyzed numerous enemies, but now it is controlled by a boy with unknown origin who seems to be an enemy, and is like a thunderbolt. The speed rushes towards the ferret.

Before everyone could react, the black-haired boy who moved like lightning disappeared in place, and came to Itachi almost at the same instant. Kick straight to the wall.

"Black Mist," the young man with scarlet eyes watching the whole battle, his face covered by the hand frowned, called the nanny dryly, didn't he call Hei Mist's name.

The black mist that escaped from the siege of the goblins looked at the teenagers who were almost entangled with each other, wrinkled—sorry, the man who had almost completely turned into black mist seemed unable to make such an expression—although he tried his best to keep the expression in his words. Calm, but a trace of doubt and tension can still be heard.

"I don't know," he replied to the large baby beside him, "Although they are not ours, they seem to be the opposite of Xiongying."

Shigaraki snorted and laughed, he stared at the direction where the black and the white two were fighting, and waved his hands in agitation.

"It's annoying!" He was extremely dissatisfied, and his voice was hoarse and irritated, "Tell them to stop, Black Mist."

"I'm afraid this can't be done."

"...Cut." The young man uttered an unhappy syllable, and stretched out his hand to interrupt the attack from behind, "It's really troublesome."

As he spoke, he raised one hand and lightly blocked Aizawa Shouta with his arm, a tearing smile appeared on his face covered by one hand.

"I said you were bored to death, didn't you hear me?!"

Along with these words came the left hand of Shigaraki Naruzusa. Aizawa Shouta, who couldn't dodge, knew that there must be some conspiracy in [the enemy's] hand, but he couldn't dodge it. Just as he had adjusted his posture and was ready to meet When he attacked, a thick ice rose between him and the boy whose face was covered with hands.

The man with enough combat experience opened his arms that were temporarily frozen by ice, stepped forward on the thick ice with his feet off the ground, and escaped from the imprisonment of the dead handle wood.

The red-eyed man glanced sideways, and one of the unworthy disciples, Hong Jiaodong, stood where he was, adhering to the cultivation of a mage, raising an ice wall from a distance to save his poor teacher from the fire and water.

Just when he was about to sigh or something, there was a crazy roar from the young man on the other side.

The boy who shouted "Go to hell" was more like a villain in various senses. At this time, the flames of the explosion crackled and flashed in his hands, and he attacked the frozen dead wood.

The young man who attacked like thunder and lightning had an irresistible power, and before the villain duo could resist, he punched Shigaoki hard in the face.

The black mist that finally reacted in the next moment dissipated, covering all the milk-blonde teenagers, and the sound of explosions still continued, and faint flames could be seen faintly.

Mr. Hong, a long-range mage, caught the subtle light of the fire and hit the ground on one knee again, and a huge icicle rose from below Baohao, directly lifting up the entire black mist domineeringly and irresistibly.

At an increasing speed, the black mist gradually dissipated, leaving only one durian head standing alone on the icicle.

The boy belatedly let out an "ah", and then heard the increasingly familiar jumping feet from above.

He stood up and nodded to the teacher with a meaningful expression, looking at the serious expression of the other party in slow motion, and instantly became anxious and even a little ferocious.

And the next second, he felt himself flying out.

***

A gust of wind-like thing flashed past him.

Shangming Electric reacted slowly.

After a while, after another gust-like thing flashed by, he realized belatedly that it was Uchiha Itachi.

The boy's eyes widened in panic for a moment, and he ran towards his friend.

"Shit!!"

The boy standing in the smoke and dust looked in front of him without emotion.

He tilted his head to avoid the splashing stones, even if the small stones brushed against his cheeks, he didn't say much, his eyes as black as ink were only fixed on a certain point in the smoke, as if The falcon of prey, and the child who wants to look at the long-awaited toy.

But anyone who is familiar with this person knows that there is nothing in his eyes.

Except for the monstrous and constantly surging hatred, other emotions and perceptions are nothing but nothingness.

The indifferent-looking boy stroked his waist with one hand.

While pulling out the vibrating knife at his waist, the young man exerted force under his feet, flying over the figure that he smashed against the wall like an arrow, and raised the knife in his hand and dropped it without hesitation to split it.

ended.

At this moment, such thoughts suddenly appeared in his heart, and almost at the same time, a trace of exhaustion appeared.

It's just that this exhaustion has not been noticed by others, and it is immediately replaced by vigilance.

When the young man lowered his eyes expressionlessly, the itachi that had been pierced by the blade melted away with a touch, and the black color swallowed up the original figure of the young man, and finally scattered into dozens of black crows.

The boy—Uchiha Sasuke did not make any accidents. He raised his knife and took a few steps back. With a little force under his feet, he was ready to fly into the air.

At the same time, the sound of something freezing rang in his ears, and the young man who was extremely sensitive to it forcibly turned around in the air to avoid the earth pillar coming up from the ground below, and blocked the attack from another direction with a horizontal knife with his right hand. no suffering.

Taking that black Kunai as the starting point, Itachi's figure solidified out of thin air, and dozens of crows fluttered and flapped their wings, circling and merging into one, and finally formed the figure of a young man flying into the air and exerting force.

The two sides are one touch away.

Uchiha Itachi was ejected due to the reaction force in his hands, his body twisted into a wonderful arc in the air, avoiding the Kunai projected by the other party, and at the same time, the young man formed seals with both hands, and moved quickly at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye. Finish printing.

"Fire Escape, Phoenix Immortal Fire Technique!"

With the boy's slightly open mouth as the center, orange-red flames rolled and rushed towards the land. The heat wave hit the land, and even the moisture in the air was swallowed up.

On the other side, Uchiha Sasuke did the same, but what rose out of thin air was not flames, but rushing water.

Like a game, water and fire met in the air.The huge flames with irresistible scorching heat and the rushing water swallowed and canceled each other, and finally turned into nothingness.

Under this mutually devouring creation, two figures rushed forward rapidly, their sharp blades met for a moment, and they were separated at the touch of a touch, and finally returned to Chidori's wailing.

"Who are you?" The young man holding a Chidori hissed and raised his chin proudly.

At the same time, in the pure black pupils of the young man, the black began to rotate non-stop, and finally the three rounds of black Gouyu rotated in a crimson.

Itachi, who was opposite him, also opened Sharingan almost subconsciously. In this battle, he opened his eyes without hesitation, letting the black Gouyu attract each other.

During the battle, the red rope that Itachi used to tie his hair fell off, and his medium-length hair fell loose, falling apart during the battle.

At this time, the two were so close that they even had the feeling that their black hair met each other for a while, and the faces of the two who had opened Sharingan at the same time were also as beautiful as jade.

But in a sense it is true.

The two pairs of Sharingan looked at each other, and finally turned into a state of continuous rotation until it reached a high speed.

The surroundings suddenly became silent.

"Nissan?" A child's voice came from in front of him, he blinked, his vision gradually became clear, and a boy carrying a small cloth bag stood in front of him with a wrinkled face.

"Can Nissan really not accompany me to school?"

Itachi opened his mouth, and his body moved by itself.

He felt "myself" raised his hand, stretched out a finger in his right hand, and poked the boy's forehead gently.

"Forgive me, Sasuke," he heard himself say, "next time."

Uchiha Sasuke also found himself standing in a completely unfamiliar space at this time.

He stood in place and looked around for a while, but he couldn't tell where he was standing at this time.

He seemed to have been standing in place for a long time, so he always felt a little numb when he moved.

"What are you looking at?" Sasuke rubbed his head from behind with a hand just as he was thinking about acting.

He didn't speak—or "this body" didn't speak, and he was pressed and rubbed silently by someone.

Uchiha Sasuke tried his best to make a fierce expression, but he seemed to be trapped in this body, no matter whether he tried to raise his hand or glared fiercely, he didn't seem to be paying attention to him.

"He" turned around obediently, looked up at the man who rubbed him.

It was a man wearing the most ordinary short shirt and trousers, but the height of "he" who looked up and looked extraordinarily tall couldn't be classified as ordinary. In "he", or this one called Itachi When the body raised his head, he pressed it down hard, squatted down and bared his big white teeth, with a hearty and soft smile in his smile.

"You must be tired after walking for so long," the man with a white sweat scarf on his head squatted down and turned his back, his mountain-like back was open in front of the child without any trace left.

"Come on, we're going home."

"Then," the little guy who was poked groaned a few words while covering his forehead, and reluctantly said goodbye to his elder brother under the staring eyes of his father who passed by him many times.

"I am leaving."

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