Itachi didn't care about that, he stopped and listened carefully to see if there was any other movement.

It was still quiet all around.

"It seems there is no hope..."

At this time, Itachi was exhausted physically and mentally, and he leaned against the wall without any strength.

"Click——"

Itachi was still wondering what the sound was when he felt the wall behind him suddenly fall backwards. His body instantly lost its center of gravity and rolled down the stairs.

"Bam—"

There was a muffled sound, and he felt like he hit something soft.

"It hurts..." The edge of the stairs hurt him, and Itachi muttered subconsciously.

"Well..." Itachi heard that there seemed to be movement behind him.

"Little Weasel?"

In the darkness, Itachi seemed to hear someone calling him from behind, and the voice sounded familiar.

He hurriedly got up from the ground, turned around and looked behind him. Vaguely, he saw where he had just hit, like a person sitting there.

"Stop the water?"

He tried calling the name he thought about day and night.

"Is it really you? Little Weasel?"

This time Itachi heard it clearly, he was so excited that he couldn't contain himself.

"Stop the water..."

He called out the name again with a trembling voice.

"I'm Itachi..." he choked in response.

Then he rushed over and hugged the person in front of him.

The temperature from his body told him that Shisui was not dead.

"Great, you're still alive..."

"Well, I'm still alive."

Shisui's voice was still so gentle.

"Okay, little Itachi, please help me untie the rope first." Looking at Itachi who was sobbing excitedly on his shoulder, Shisui reminded with a smile.

Itachi then reluctantly let go of Shisui, took out the kunai in the darkness, then fumbled around, and cut the rope while ensuring that Shisui would not be cut, and then helped Shisui up.

"Where is this?" Zhisui asked.

"In Qingji's house."

"Where's the Qingji man? There was someone watching over me just now."

"Are you talking about Uchiha Kurami?"

"Ah."

"Both of them are dead."

"Dead? No wonder..."

"I killed them all." Itachi added.

"Really... It's all my fault for letting you do such a thing due to my negligence." Shisui apologized to Itachi with self-blame.

"No, it's not your fault, it's their fault."

Itachi corrected him coldly, and then he continued: "Let's not talk about this for now. Let's get out of here."

At this time, their cheeks were almost touching each other. From this distance, Itachi could clearly see Shisui's tightly closed eyes.

He couldn't imagine the immense pain Shisui endured when his eyes were taken away, and how cruel the scene would be. Just thinking about it made him extremely angry and distressed.

Thinking of this, he naturally hugged Shisui's body tightly.

"Zhisui, follow me up first. You follow my instructions. If I tell you to take steps, you can take steps."

"it is good."

So the two of them, under Itachi's command and support, finally returned to the bright courtyard.

However, for Shisui, the surroundings were still dark.

"Shisui," Itachi said, "Qingji gave one of your Sharingan to my father, and now it is in my hands. We will go to the hospital immediately."

"No," Shisui rejected him: "I have a mission, please help me report to the Yondaime Hokage first, and say that Uchiha has basically agreed to the conditions, but there are a few points that I want to discuss again-"



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