In Xuan's sensational remarks, Uchiha Do let him leave. He did not clarify his opinion, but when he asked Xuan to leave, there was a smile on his lips.

Stepping out of the room, a coldness of an autumn night came, Xuan subconsciously tightened his clothes. Compared to the warmth in the room, it was a world of difference.

Looking up at the bright moon, the bright moon hangs high, as if it has never changed since time immemorial.

"The Uchiha family's dream, who knows?" Xuan chuckled and returned home on the moon.

There was nothing to say all night. When the first ray of sunshine in the morning cut through the darkness, Xuan opened his eyes on time and yawned a long time. He put on his clothes and walked out of his bedroom. The little maid had already picked up the water and waited early.

Although the little maid had already fallen asleep when she came back last night, she had already developed the habit of getting up early in the morning to observe whether the master was back, so she prepared early.

After washing up, he walked around the yard for a morning exercise. Xuan sat at the table and started to enjoy breakfast.

Uzumaki Mito Masato looked at him with interest and asked in a low voice: "How is it? Did the negotiations with Chiaju yesterday go smoothly?"

She said, looking forward to his hopes, and he was very enthusiastic about the alliance this time.

Xuan knew what she was thinking and said with a smile: "Although there was a little episode in the middle, it was nothing serious. The verbal agreement between the two tribes has been reached. After the war is over, it is estimated that the formal discussion will begin. How about asking Yuzuru to testify at that time?"

Kyung blinked at Mito with teasing.

Mito's smile became sweeter, but he was still a little confused and said, "This battle? Hasn't it signed a ceasefire agreement with Chishou, and who else has the war?"

Xuan picked up the dish and was about to answer, but he heard a distant bell sound. The bell sounded melodiously, and two consecutive sounds were divided into two small frequencies, spreading throughout the clan.

"Hmm?" Xuan frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Uzumaki Mito asked softly.

Xuan put down his chopsticks and looked into the distance, "This bell is a death knives. Who died in the clan territory, and his status is not low."

After thinking for a moment, Xuan understood roughly. He sighed softly, and felt a little sad. The senior officials who would die in the clan at this time did not think twice. It would be the Great Elder Uchiha fight.

According to Uchiha's rules, the bell rings with two sounds, and the sound is divided into two sections. This is a contempt. Only when the elders of the highest decision-making level die in the tribe's land will such bells be there.

It was also the first time that Xuan heard it. After all, although many people have died in the highest decision-making level over the years, most of them are dying on the battlefield. There would be no such bell ringing.

After squeezing a few bites of food, greeting Mito and the little maid, Gong quickly rushed to Uchihado's yard.

Along the way, many Uchiha's Uchiha's Uchina also heard the bell and rushed towards it. After seeing Xuan, he stopped to salute. Xuan nodded as a response.

It didn't take long for the time that Emperor had arrived in the yard and had gathered many tribe members. Uchiha Fung stood at the door with a dim expression, feeling a little sad. He couldn't help but feel emotion in his heart when another strong man of his generation passed away.

Seeing Xuan arrive, he quickly met him and whispered: "Deputy Clan Chief, the Clan Chief has just entered the bedroom of the Great Elder."

"Yeah." Xuan nodded, pushed the door open without hesitation, and a creaking sound came. Uchiha Madara turned around. When he saw that it was Xuan, he turned around and turned his head away.

Xuan came to him and looked down. He saw Uchiha Do lying peacefully on his face, with a smile on his lips, but the person had stopped breathing.

"Early early this morning, the clan members who served the Great Elder suddenly came to my place to report, saying that the Great Elder smiled in the early morning and left silently, alas..."

Uchiha Madara sighed and turned around to sit down on the chair next to him. He looked a little sad, but his emotions were quite stable, far from the same as Izuna's death.

"I heard that the Great Elder looked for you last night?" Ban asked softly.

"Yeah." Xuan nodded and sat down on the chair opposite Madara, "It's about forming an alliance with Qianshou, you know the previous generation."

"It seems you convinced him." Madara whispered, turned his head and looked at Uchiha Do again. The smile on the corner of his mouth was extremely conspicuous, indicating that he was leaving peacefully.

Xuan shook his head with a wry smile, "It's not just a persuasion, it's just a big painted cake for him, but at this time, all he needs is probably just a painted cake."

Madara stopped talking, and the atmosphere was silent for a moment. After a moment, he said, "It seems that the clan will not be able to be opened today. It is estimated that the south has already started fighting. You go and take the initiative. I will write a transfer order to transfer the second elder to the south. I will handle the funeral of the elder first."

Xuan whispered: "It's all we can do now."

Then the two chatted for a while and went out together.

"The Great Elder, I've died of illness." Uchiha Madara whispered loudly as he glanced at the tribe members present.

The atmosphere at the scene was suffocated. Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still heartbroken when he heard this news. Several old subordinates who followed the Great Elder to the battlefield had already started to cry secretly.

"Prepare the funeral. According to the highest standard elder gift, I personally send the Great Elder's tablet into the ancestral hall." Uchiha Madara said in a deep voice, splitting everyone and walking towards the distance.

Uchiha's great elder, the only remaining patriarch-level powerhouse among his peers, Yu Qianju and Uchiha died of illness that night.

At this point, all the patriarch-level strong men from Uchiha's previous generation passed away.

Funeral at the speed of the preparer.

Xuan went south that night. If he had no idea, the first attack of the seven southern tribes should have begun. Uchiha Yujian, the quasi-shadow-level powerhouse, could not be defended by any means.

In the south, in the former Oil Girl tribe, four people sat cross-legged in a secret room, which were the Pig Deer Butterfly and Sarutobi clan leader.

This secret room was told by the oil girl, and it just came in handy now.

Nara Shefeng pointed to the map and said in a deep voice: "The operation to destroy the alliance yesterday failed. We have not left much time for us. We must drag them into the quagmire of war before the two tribes reacted. Sarutobi tribe leader, how are the situation here?

The Sarutobi clan leader said expressionlessly, "Everything is ready and you can launch an attack at any time."

"Very good, then we will launch a raid on Uchiha tonight."

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Chapter completed!