The conversation with Uchiha Shimizu was not satisfactory. After watching Shimizu leave using the instant body technique, Uchiha Itachi turned around and walked towards home.

The conversation between the two was very short, only a few minutes.

However, just as Itachi turned around, the space in front of him rippled slightly, his eyes suddenly condensed, the Sharingan's pupils opened, and the ghostly and monster double magma slowly rotated.

He has not been able to open the Sharingan for a long time, for about half a year, so now he only has double magma, but if he considers his age, he is ranked among the best in the history of the Uchiha clan.

With his own skills, it can be said that his strength is not weak now, and he can even fight against Konoha's ordinary Shangnin. He is in the stage of the rapid growth of strength. It can be foreseeable what level his strength will reach in the next few years.

"Who!" Uchiha Itachi said coldly, and quietly reached behind his back with one hand, a kunai was held in his hand.

There was someone hiding on the side, which he had not expected in advance, and even if he could not detect it, the other party's perception of being able to hide from Zhishui was itself extraordinary. I don't know how much he heard in the conversation just now. If he killed someone to silence his mouth, the other party's strength was unknown and the variables were too great.

In just a moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

In just this moment, the ripples of space disappeared. A mysterious man in a black robe had a somewhat ethereal breath and was difficult to lock in. The mysterious man wore a hood on his head, except for the moonlight that he could see a yellow mask on his jaw.

"For the first time meeting, don't make the atmosphere so tense, you're right, Itachi." The mysterious man spoke first, and he seemed to be chuckling when he heard the voice.

Itachi's eyes did not change at all, "He really knew me, was Konoha's man? Or Uchiha's man...?"

"Answer my question." Itachi said in a deep voice again, the Sharingan stared at the other party's every move, hoping to find the right opportunity to take action.

"The younger generation is really too alert now." The mysterious man whispered, then reached out and took off the hood on his head. The patterned mask was revealed, and there was only a hole in his right eye, and the three magma Sharingans were clearly visible.

"To introduce myself, I am Uchiha Madara..."

A cold light suddenly appears!

The moment the other party took off the hood and opened the mouth to relax, Uchiha Itachi took action, and Kuma drew a cold light under the moonlight. His figure was already in the wrong way with the other party, and Kuma even directly passed through the other party's throat.

However... nothing happened. Uchiha Obito with a mask turned around calmly, and Sangota's Sharingan looked at Itachi without emotion, "This kind of small move is meaningless. I have no malicious intentions when I come this time. If you insist on pushing me to the opposite side, you may regret your life's decision."

The moonlight fell on him, and with all the words in his control, giving Itachi an unprecedented pressure.

But he did not miss his voice, but instead whispered, "Since that's the case, the first step in our communication between us must be open and honest. You just said that you are Uchiha Madara. Sorry, I can't believe this kind of thing. Not only me, no normal person can believe it. If you don't have malicious intentions, take off the mask on your face first."

Uchiha Obito chuckled and said in a low tone: "Ignorance Uchiha junior, I didn't expect you to live in your narrow world like those mediocre people. Everyone said that Uchiha Madara is dead, but what is the truth... People always take their ignorance as the truth because they don't understand. I hope you understand that I am Uchiha Madara, and this does not need to be proved like you. Now, it is not me who wants to cooperate with you. It is your side who is in crisis."

Uchiha Itachi's face was solemn, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. No matter how high he achieved in the future, he is still too young now. When facing Obito, he was taken the initiative by the other party in just a few words.

"Even if you are Uchiha Madara, what is your purpose in coming to me?" Itachi asked directly. In this case, this is the best choice.

"Is the purpose..." Obito laughed mysteriously and said, "The specific purpose is not. I came here just to see you. It is rare that there are talents like you among Uchiha's juniors. It would be a pity if you were allowed to be buried among those vulgar tribe members.

I am not interested in Uchiha's situation, and I am not concerned about Konoha's attitude, so you don't have to be too alert to me, at least we don't have direct conflict points, right?"

Itachi didn't say anything. He still kept me from checking the other party's real purpose. In the brief confrontation just now, he was under the slightest, whether it was words or actions. At this time, he said more and made more mistakes, and said less and made less mistakes.

"Ha, your vigilance is still the same." Obito continued, "But this is true. If you believe it easily, it is not worth my attention on you. It is getting late, so today's conversation will end here for the time being.

But I need to remind you that Uchiha's situation has reached the edge of a cliff. Not only Uchiha, but even this world has reached the edge of a cliff. If you are at a desperate point, you might as well ask me for help.

In addition, if you open the Maneidoscope Sharingan one day, you can go to the underground of Uchiha Temple to see the stone tablet left by the Six Paths of Immortals, which may give you some different inspiration.”

He made a series of words that seemed to be charlatans. The three magma in his right eye condensed slightly, and the inverted vortex appeared. His figure faded in a few seconds and then disappeared.

...

In the woods, the peace of the past was restored again. Uchiha Itachi put away Kuma and frowned slightly, "Is the space ninjutsu? Who is he? And... Uchiha ancestral hall..."

He whispered to himself, and he still disagreed with the other party's identity as Uchiha Madara, but there was a bit of hesitation in his words at this time.

With a deep sigh, he turned around and headed towards the house, "No matter what, don't contact him easily, that's too dangerous. After all, my strength is still too weak."

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Chapter completed!