The Uchiha Clan.
They were well-deserving of the title of a luxurious clan.
This race was a little too proud, and they also carried that seemingly ridiculous glory.
Until now, they were still living in the Warring States Period. The Uchiha Clan had swept through the Ninja Realm, and only the Thousand Hands could resist them.
Therefore, the people of this race rarely interacted with other races or even civilians.
From Eight Swords 'point of view, the Uchiha clan was more suitable to be called the Uchiha autonomous region.
A special race that existed in the leaves.
However, every once in a while, a special case would appear in the Uchiha clan.
A special case full of sunshine.
This special case drove them to form a bond with people outside their race.
In front of him, Uchiha was covered with soil, and Uchiha was still with water.
There was also the slightly altered Weasel.
Standing at the entrance of the Uchiha clan, Eight Swords looked at the people living in his small world expressionlessly.
He had come only because of Weasel.
It was just a sentence from him.
Sometimes, the word 'friend' was not just for show. After spending a long time together, other than the rapid growth of strength between the two, there was also a bond and friendship.
Weasel was lonely. Before Zhishui returned from the border between the Water Country and the Fire Country, he could only confide in the eight swords.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the Uchiha clan was very good.
People were making preparations for the patriarch's wife's birthday.
Of course, in this world.
A woman's birthday would not be especially celebrated.
Fuyue did this because of the child in Uchiha Mikoto's stomach.
It was not too much to celebrate.
Weasel didn't let Eight Swords wait too long.
After knowing that he had come, Weasel had already rushed to the entrance of the tribe to welcome his friend.
This was a true friend.
Night Eight Sword.
Other than the grudges between the tribes, he was someone he could talk to.
Zhishui could be said to be Weasel's life mentor.
In the later stages, Weasel was more like a continuation of Zhishui.
Zhishui gave the eyes to Itachi, and told him to protect Uchiha while protecting the village.
But in the end, the Uchiha Clan was destroyed.
He had fallen under Mu Ye's intolerable and scheming schemes.
"I'm sorry. I came a little late because I was receiving guests at home.”
It was a habitual apology. This was the instinctive courtesy of a young ferret.
Eight Swords didn't say anything and followed behind Eritachi into the Uchiha Clan's territory.
At this moment, Uchiha hadn't moved to the outskirts of the wooden leaf. The territory of the clan wasn't big, but it had everything inside.
As he walked in the Uchiha clan's land, Eight Swords had a thought that involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
He looked around.
It was as if the entire Uchiha was surrounded by leaves, and he even had the illusion that he was about to be swallowed.
Shaking his head, Eight Swords was too lazy to think about these questions.
Uchiha's problem, Koba's problem.
What did it have to do with him?
If he survived, he would make a few friends and a few female confidants.
That was enough.
That was all he wanted.
If this terrible village couldn't even tolerate this, then there was no need for Muye to exist.
After passing through a few streets, the two arrived at the home of the Uchiha clan's patriarch.
The guests lost interest after glancing at the eight swords.
He was just a little brat.
Although he was a friend of the chief's son, he was not Uchiha.
If it wasn't Uchiha, there was no need to chat.
On the other hand, Uchiha Tomitake and Uchiha Mikoto's eyes stayed on Eight Swords for a long time.
One of them was an old father with a motherly glow, holding his slightly bulging belly with one hand, and the other had a determined expression and an appreciative expression.
His eyes met Uchiha Tomitake's, and he nodded politely.
Uchiha Tomitake was someone Eight Swords wouldn't casually comment on.
If one had to describe it.
As a father, he was very qualified, but as a clan leader, he was a failure.
He had allowed his son to kill him and his clansmen for the sake of his two children.
As a father, he had done his best.
However, he had let down his clansmen.
Even until his death, he still could not find the only way out of the conflict between Koba and the Uchiha clan.
"I really want to see my little brother sooner."
Looking at his mother's belly, Weasel's eyes were filled with a unique obsession.
Even before Sasuke was born, he was certain that the child in his mother's womb must be his younger brother.
Rather than saying that it was the traditional brother control of the Uchiha clan, it was more like the impact of a new life brought by the birth of a relative, allowing the ferret to find the value and meaning of existence.
The gathering began.
The atmosphere began to heat up.
The guests all walked towards the clan leader and said some flattering words, while the pregnant woman Mei Qin smiled at the side.
She was clearly pregnant, and she should be more careful to rest at this time, but she kept accompanying her husband for the sake of her husband's face.
As a wife, she was dutiful.
When it was Eight Swords 'turn, he picked up his wine glass and pulled Weasel to stand in front of Fuyue and Mikoto.
"Happy birthday, Auntie."
Without wasting any more words, Ba Jian downed the wine cup in his hand and turned around to leave.
"Your friend…"
He was mature and free. Looking at the little ghost's back, Fu Yue seemed to be a little emotional as he said," He has a lot of character.”
"After all, he's a friend of Weasel."
Mei Qin's face was filled with the glow of motherly love.
Outside the courtyard, Weasel looked for Eight Swords, who was staring blankly at the cherry blossom tree branch, with a habitually apologetic expression on his face.
The snow had melted overnight.
The saplings on the cherry blossom tree represented new life.
"Go back. I'll wait for you here. It's not good for a son not to accompany his mother on her birthday.”
Shaking his head, Eight Swords pulled out his saber." I just can't stand that kind of atmosphere."”
He took a step forward and continued slashing.
After the ferret left, a young figure suddenly appeared from behind a tree not far away.
His iconic big eyes.
A cute little face.
Her name was Izumi Uchiha, and she was the girl next door who had snuck out with her father to celebrate the Chief's wife's birthday.
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