Return to the world

Zhao Fenghong returned to reality from the sea of ​​time.

The golden butterfly supported her body and landed on the ground, as if she had just woken up from a life-and-death struggle, inexplicably sweating profusely and panting.When she saw the person sleeping peacefully on the ground again, the strength to breathe was gone.It was as if someone had suddenly pulled all the strength out of his body, leaving only a solitary empty shell squatting here.

Uchiha Itachi lay quietly on the ground, unchanged from before she left.

No miraculous magic happens, and miracles do not befall the world.Even the omnipotent gods couldn't find any possibility of hope in him.

"How could it be..." Zhao Fenghong knelt down on the ground completely, and she managed to squeeze out a smile, even though the frowning smile was extremely ugly: "Don't you... insist on continuing to survive?"

Couldn't even her love make him change his will to die?

The small fragrant bamboo leaves in the courtyard are rustling, and the emerald green leaves are bathed in the brilliance of the sun.The soft wind blows them gently, like a wave of emerald green undulating and swaying.

Zhao Fenghong changed her posture, and sat beside Itachi's body with her knees hugged, lost in thought.A golden butterfly ran out from the sea of ​​time, and landed on her forehead with trembling wings, flapping its thin golden wings slightly.

The dark-haired young man lay on the ground knowing nothing, as if he had fallen into an eternal sleep.His face when he was asleep was like a legendary god who was in eternal sleep due to the infestation of demons.Zhao Fenghong even felt for a moment——she doesn't look like a god, but Weasel-kun is more like it.

The afternoon sun gradually fell, and night fell quietly.The gentle moonlight shines on everything, but it doesn't fall into this cold house.

The golden butterfly shook its wings and flew up.

"What are you worrying about, Zhao Fenghong?"

Zhao Fenghong heard a somewhat familiar voice.She frowned and thought for a long time before asking in surprise: "—His Royal Highness Sha Luo?"

With the appearance of this name, the quietly flying golden butterfly burst into a flickering golden color, and a man gradually appeared from the vast golden light.He was still the same as before, flirtatious enough to make women feel ashamed.He stood in front of the small fragrant bamboo bushes, the hem of his dragging overcoat was soaked in the moonlight.

"You have changed, Zhao Fenghong." Sha Luo said, "In the past, you always called me 'Father'."

"But hey, you—" Zhao Fenghong stood up incoherently: "You have obviously exchanged the power of God..."

"It's exchanged for you, isn't it?" Sha Luo raised that indisputable face and laughed.

Zhao Fenghong walked in front of him, nodded for a while, and then she asked again: "The you who appeared in front of me, is it the former you, the future you, or the present you?"

"I have been a god for far longer than you." Sharo said: "So I am different from you. I have become time itself. I am the former self and the future self. The past and the future are in me Fusion, as long as time exists, I will always exist, and I will watch you from a certain corner of the world."

"I don't want to be watched by you all the time." Zhao Fenghong said in a low voice.

"My 'father' also exists in this way. I originally thought that you would also become time itself, but now I guess, you won't. By the way, my 'father', if you are happy, you can call him grandfather……"

"I refuse!" Zhao Fenghong replied loudly.

"Okay." Sha Luo smiled again: "I'm here to solve your problems, Zhao Fenghong."

"Do you know what my troubles are?" Zhao Fenghong's eyes fell on Uchiha Itachi's body.

"Of course, I know everything." Sharo replied: "You got back your lost feelings, but fate took away the price you exchanged—your lover."

"Is this considered an exchange?" Zhao Fenghong couldn't believe it: "So many human beings fall in love and get together again..."

"Because you promised that you would exchange your feelings to become a god." Sharo replied, "Have you forgotten?"

Zhao Fenghong nodded slowly, her voice calmed down: "I remembered."

Shaluo said in a low voice: "...Becoming a god should not be too greedy. However, I can't bear to watch you go back and forth between the past and the present until you have tossed your life...it's too cruel."

Zhao Fenghong's mind was in chaos, she vaguely remembered the vows she made in front of her father a long time ago, what she exchanged and what she got, but now she can only passively follow Shaluo Then nod.

"I can only tell you simply that you cannot tamper with this history because you have not personally participated in their stories." Sharo said: "You and Sasuke only have a few encounters, so Sasuke will not change for you. You did not intervene in the rebellion of the Uchiha clan, so the night of the genocide will not change for you. You did not untie the knot between their brothers, you do not understand the hatred between them, so Itachi was killed by Sasuke and cannot be killed You change."

Sha Luo paused for a while, looked up at the crescent moon in the night sky, and said slowly: "Zhao Fenghong, you have committed the biggest evil of gods. Who do you think you are? Why do you think you can Willingly change their fate?"

"I am a god." Zhao Fenghong looked into Sha Luo's eyes: "I am the god of time, and also the god of omnipotence."

"But the premise of omnipotence is 'equivalent exchange'." Sha Luo approached her, his skirt rustling: "You didn't pay anything in those periods of history at all. You didn't intervene, Letting go of the sidelines, looking out for myself, not even having the urge to know."

"..." Zhao Fenghong took a step back slightly, shaking her head slightly: "No, I tried...I tried to understand, tried to 'give'..."

"Okay, this is very Shaluo." Shaluo replied: "Since you have paid, then go to the place where you 'paid' in the first place. That is the only place where you can intervene and modify it."

Zhao Fenghong slowed down her rapid breathing, raised her eyes to look at Sha Luo under the moon.Her father gradually turned into a light and shadow, and shrunk back into a fluttering gold-winged butterfly, dancing slowly under the moon.

"Of course, I don't mind if you are willing to give up this human being." Shaluo's final voice came: "I hope that one day, you will also become time itself. But the current you are far from qualified."

Zhao Fenghong watched the golden-winged butterfly flying away, and quietly closed her eyes.

The place where you first "give" is also the place where you first meet and become acquainted.

She stretched out her arms, and the sea of ​​time spread from her feet to welcome her.She plummeted from above the stars until her figure was lost in a ray of light.

Tongues of fire burst up all over the sky, and twisted heat rushed to his face.The scorching flames seemed to burn everything, and the hot air snaked within the reach of the five senses.The choking smell came to the nostrils, making Zhao Fenghong keep coughing short and tender.

so hot...

The ground under his feet seemed to be a sea of ​​hell, filled with magma of punishment.The delicate skin of a child was almost torn dry by this terrifying heat.

In a blur, a short and small figure struggled through the falling pieces of wood and squeezed towards her with difficulty.The flames licked his tender body, and the huge wooden beam that was about to fall at any moment was about to fall on top of his head.His handsome face was covered with black soot, and a pair of soft and white hands gradually stretched out towards him.

"Don't be afraid."

Zhao Fenghong was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head immediately.She stared intently at the child's face, watching his lips intently, anticipating what to say next.His mouth opened and closed, and all the words he uttered matched his memory.

"I'm here to rescue you...I'm here to protect you."

Not even the looming flames could dim his reassuring smile.In the ruins of hell filled with flames, his smile was like a star that suddenly lit up.

"Okay." Zhao Fenghong said with difficulty, stretching out her red hands: "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid at all when I'm with you."

As if curious about his reaction, the young Itachi became dull.Immediately afterwards, his smile appeared again.He took Zhao Fenghong's hand, dug her out from under the rubble, and then led her limping, trying to stand out from the flames.

There are flames on all sides, and there is no retreat at all.Seeing that the huge wooden beam above the head became more and more fragile, and the sound of crackling wood was heard from time to time, the two stood tightly together, like a pair of lovers who refused to let go in the face of desperation—even now They are still ordinary children.

"Itachi—are you in there?"

A faint call came from the periphery.What arrived along with the shouts was a sigh of relief.Not long after, several bursts of huge water flowed, covering the sky and covering the whole fire scene.The wooden beams that had been scorched by the flames couldn't withstand the scour of the water, and immediately fell to the ground, smashing countless black charcoal.

Several Konoha ninjas immediately surrounded them, and the back of their clothes had the pattern of round fans.

"Itachi, why are you here? The patriarch is on his way..."

"This is too dangerous! You should follow Master Fuyue closely!"

"This girl is...?"

"I saved it." Itachi smiled at them, "I saved her."

Several ninjas looked at each other, and their expressions soon became serious. They quickly separated Zhao Fenghong and Itachi, and isolated Zhao Fenghong, who had been coughing, out of the defensive range.One of them said to Itachi: "Itachi, you can't save others casually during a war. If this is a ninja from an enemy country, use the transformation technique..."

"I checked, there is no flow of chakra on my body." Another ninja interrupted.

"Cough, good." The ninja who had been preaching to Itachi continued: "Take a step back and say that many spies started training at the age of four, and they sneaked into the major ninja villages as war orphans to inquire about information. It's a spy..."

"I'm not!" Zhao Fenghong said loudly, "I was born here!"