[Hokage] On the Feasibility of Brother Control

Sometimes, Sasuke also felt that his trust in Bo Fengyang was too inexplicable.Since that night five years ago, he could no longer accept the intimacy of others without hesitation as in the past, but when the person who had disappeared for five years since that night was standing in Kaka When Xi was by his side, he couldn't help being secretly happy in his heart. He just felt that he wanted to get close to this person, and he just felt that this person was worthy of his trust—for no reason, a man who hadn't seen him for five years and even still regarded that man as a friend People, I actually feel that he is more reliable than anyone else.

あにうえ.

No one would know how carefully he pronounced these four syllables.

I'm afraid that if you go any further, you will wake up like a dream.

But now, this person was standing in front of him in the night, with a gentle smile, but calmly, he was looking down at the peak of Juan Kuang.

I really want to tell him what I haven't had time to say.

But what is that?

Sasuke felt a little confused, he couldn't remember the words that were obliterated by time, but instinctively exposed his true self in front of that person.

The suspicious scrutiny made the young Uchiha wronged for no reason, that person shouldn't be looking at him with such eyes, he should be the most close and dependable person - he trembled suddenly, and a flash of shock flashed in Sasuke's eyes And panic, what made me have such terrible thoughts? !

This moment of fear was captured by Yang, and he didn't know why, he just felt that there was something wrong with Little Uchiha tonight, could it be caused by the four people sent by Orochimaru?If this is the case, I am afraid that the original plan will have to be changed...

Quickly making plans in his heart, Yang stepped forward slowly, stood in front of Sasuke, condescendingly met the young boy's black eyes, and slowly evoked a smile, "Then, please allow me to take you back, young Uchiha Descendants."

Sasuke's mood fluctuated slightly, he turned around and left without saying a word, and a pair of hands behind him stretched out and hugged him abruptly, Sasuke's face changed and he was about to get angry, but he heard the man laughing softly.

"Little Sasuke, have you ever heard of... the legendary power of Uchiha?"

The low and soft voice was teasing with some unknown meaning, but Sasuke found some kind of hint in it, the arm around his waist tightened a little bit, and the young Uchiha's lips squirmed and fell silent Without struggling, he let the other party hug him and go home.

The secret surveillance from the roots has not been revoked, Sasuke didn't notice it doesn't mean Yang didn't know either, he hugged the little boy in his arms with his face unchanged, glanced at somewhere as if there was nothing in his eyes, and smiled coldly in his heart I made a note of Danzang.

The moonlight is bleak and cold, making it even more bleak in the middle of the night, and in the neighborhood where there are only insects chirping, it seems that you can still smell the blood that lingers along the way.

Yang felt a sense of emotion in his heart, didn't he play a part in this emptiness and desolation?He was also one of the executioners who acted with his roots that night. There were not a few Uchiha people who died in his hands, so Itachi was so shocked when they met—in any case, he was also a friend who had been close friends for several years. The bright and bright hall was suddenly revealed to be dark and bloody. At that moment, he was probably really sad and helpless...Ninja, ninja, we all understand the cruel people in this, don't we, my friend?The long eyelash feathers trembled slightly, and standing in front of the door of the house where his friend was forced to leave and never return, Yang put down the little boy in his hands.The young Uchiha stepped on the ground with his bare feet, and opened the door expressionlessly.

All the warmth in the past now leaves only the loneliness of being alone, Yang followed Sasuke to the house, his eyes glanced indifferently at the red and white family crests that can be seen everywhere.

Forgetting honor and will, stupidly clinging to meaningless fame, Uchiha's decline into such a situation, isn't it just self-inflicted?

He casually sat down on the chair, rubbed his index finger slowly on the nail of his thumb, and the composed Yang raised his eyes slightly to see the young boy in front of him pursing his lips, hesitant to speak, and smiled softly.

"What? I don't know where to ask?" He smiled and curled his lips, looking at the young Uchiha with his head on one hand, his dark eyes sparkled, "Then why not, let me start."

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy's slightly hoarse but still clear voice sounded low and deep, with innate elegance and indescribable depth, successfully attracting Uchiha's young heir.

Looking back at the eyes of the same color as his own, and the feeling of deja vu between the brows of the young Uchiha, Yang let out a sigh of relief, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and slowly said: "Although it was me who started, but the little one Sasuke probably has always had doubts about my identity?" He smiled slightly and sighed a little, "But I don't want to tell you my identity until little Sasuke satisfies me."

"...Are you an Uchiha?" Sasuke looked at the melancholy look of the boy on the chair, and asked a question that he knew the answer but still hoped for a miracle.

With a faint smile, Yang blinked, but did not answer, only said slowly: "I am Bo Fengyang."