Ninja World: Insect Princess from Konoha.

Chapter 99 Don't Stop Me
In the dojo, Zhili sat on his knees calmly, with both swords placed in front of his knees.

In front, the dying old man opened his clear eyes and muttered softly.

"Black hedgehog with long hair, swirl-like rim eyes, a man who likes to dance..."

"Zhili, if I die, will I be sure to suppress the clansmen?"

Jiri shook his head.

"The strength is not enough." Zhili said: "Unless..."

"Unless that guy, Chong Ji, gets involved," said the old man.

"Jiri, it's already very embarrassing now, and it will only be more embarrassing if foreigners get involved." The old man said: "Uchiha will solve the matter of Uchiha himself."

Zhili lowered his head and did not speak.

"It's an eventful time, but it's this time." The old man sighed, "Zhili, do you know who that person you met?"

"Uchiha Madara," Jiri said.

"How did you speculate?"

"Mutun, Izanagi, I still feel the same as my tribe." Jiri said.

"That's right, it's him." After coughing fiercely, the old man said, "He came to take revenge on us, Konoha, and the ninja war is about to begin."

"Zhili, the clan needs your strength. If anyone in the clan can fight against that man, it's only you."

"I can't do it." Zhili said: "The gap is too big. If it wasn't for Meiji by my side, I would have died."

"You can do it!" said the old man, "Use our Uchiha's true power, the kaleidoscope."

As he spoke, the old man opened his eyes, and a pair of eyes with unique patterns rolled quietly in the eye sockets.

Zhili didn't look at it too much, he felt that it was a pair of eyes full of hatred, ominous and dangerous.

"Do you know how to open these eyes?" the old man asked.

Jiri shook his head.

"My parents died when I was three years old." The old man said: "Hui Ye's lunatics rushed into the clan, and I watched them die before my eyes. At that time, I opened Sharingan."

"I went to the battlefield at the age of six, and followed the adults to fight in the mountain of corpses and blood. After a battle, I was lucky to open the Erba pattern with great fear of death."

"When I was 12 years old, my favorite sister died in the cold winter, and I was protected by her. I was lucky enough to survive the pursuit of Qianshou's troops, and I opened the sambal pattern."

"At the age of 30 years old, my children set foot on the battlefield, and then died one after another. When I received the news, my heart was ashamed, and with great hatred for Qianshou, I opened the kaleidoscope."

"Afterwards, Madara gradually became a rising star, competing with Senju Bashirama."

"He opened the kaleidoscope, his strength is above mine, and he gradually began to lead a family..."

"But there is a limit to the power of the kaleidoscope. The more you use it, the more you will sink into the darkness and gradually lose the light."

The old man said: "Excessive use will cause blindness."

Jiri nodded understandingly.

"Gradually, Madara also reached the limit, and at that time, Quanna happened to die, at the hands of Nidaimu."

"Madara transplanted Quanna's eyes and got a kaleidoscope that will never lose sight."

"That kind of power is not human, it's as powerful as a god!" The old man said: "Except Hashirama, no one in the ninja world can compete with Madara!"

"Zhili, the kaleidoscope is such a power, a cursed power, you know how to do it now." said the old man.

"I don't have blood relatives, and I won't do anything to my beloved." Without any hesitation, Jiri said: "There is no kaleidoscope in Hashirama, and I can compete with Madara. I think I can do it."

"An expected answer." The old man said: "Jiri, you are very kind, but in this ninja world, kindness is not a particularly beautiful quality, but it is also this kind of quality that makes me like you."

"Grandpa..." Zhili said, "I have let you down."

"No, not at all. I started planning a long time ago, for this day to come." The old man said: "Just a kaleidoscope is not enough to protect the Uchiha clan, but you brought information that surprised me."

"In order to seek stability, God divides yin and yang into two poles."

"The two interact with each other, and eventually transform into everything."

"This is what only the eternal kaleidoscope can see on the family stele."

"Madara once said that."

"I didn't understand it, but now I do."

The old man said slowly.

"God is a sage of the Six Paths, yin and yang are originally one, referring to Yin Dun and Yang Dun, turning into two extremes and two races, Yang Dun with a thousand hands, Yin Dun with Uchiha, mutual generation and mutual restraint..."

"And Madara's eyes above the kaleidoscope are all things, the eyes of a fairy and the eyes of reincarnation."

"Gerry, you're lucky!"

Before Zhili could think deeply, the old man pressed the hidden space beside him.

Amidst the sound of the machine, several ceilings of the dojo slid open, and after a while, dozens of figures fell down one after another.

After the ninjas landed, they sat down cross-legged in silence.

Not long after, a middle-aged man walked in with a boy of about six years old.

The boy looked around curiously, and after looking at Zhili a few more times, he called out to the old man affectionately, "Grandpa."

"Fu Yue, sit down and don't talk."

"Yes." After Fuyue sat down honestly, he immediately realized something was wrong.

"Let's begin." The old man said.

A Uchiha ninja stepped forward speechlessly, pulled out the ninja sword he was wearing, and handed it to the old man.

After the old man took it, he looked at Zhili.

"Don't be burdened, it's not your fault, Zhili, it's because I'm incapable, I can only use this method."

As the old man spoke, he reached out to his eye sockets with trembling hands.

Not fear, just a tremor from exhaustion.

Using force with his fingers, he pulled out a pair of eyes.

"This is the last resort. If you can't open your eyes, Zhili, you inherit my eyes."

Hearing this, Zhili lowered his head and tightly clenched his fists.

I don't want to say this, I can't say it out of my mouth.

On the other hand, Fuyue's mouth grew wide, and his mind went blank.

The Uchiha ninja took the eyes silently, put them into the container prepared in advance, and placed them in front of Jiri.

"If possible, I hope you will do this, but it may be too cruel for you."

As the old man said, he crossed his legs and straightened his body. When he shrugged his shoulders, he took off his shirt, revealing his thin and scarred body.

"Grandpa!?" Seeing the old man's movements, Fu Yue couldn't help but stood up and shouted.

"Shut up! Sit down!" the old man shouted angrily.

Fu Yue was stunned on the spot, at a loss, with tears rolling in his eyes.And the father next to him silently pulled Fu Yue and made him sit down.

"Zhili, Fuyue will ask you to take care of him from now on. Be strict with him and don't be too gentle with him. This child is soft-tempered and indecisive, and he will cause a lot of trouble in the future."

While speaking, the old man had already put the knife on his abdomen.

A Uchiha ninja silently walked behind the old man and raised his sword.

"I should have died in the Warring States Period, and I have lived like a ghost for so many years..." The old man said softly, "I am very lucky."

"Gerry, don't be sad about this."

"It's me who is sorry for taking advantage of your kindness."

"But, forgive me, this is the last time."

"Don't! Grandpa! Don't leave me!" Looking at the old man, Fuyue cried loudly, but was held tightly by his father beside him.

The old man turned a deaf ear and said with a smile: "Zhili, lead my clan to survive, follow your pace."

When the words came, the old man raised the knife fiercely and then stabbed it down.

But in the next second, a bright knife light flashed, and with the sound of metal breaking, a broken sword was nailed into the ceiling.

Jiri drew his sword, knelt on one knee and maintained the posture of swinging the sword.

Looking at Zhili in front of him, the old man smiled with relief and ease.

Zhili lowered his head and silently retracted the knife, then knelt and sat back.

"Do not do this."

Speech with crying sound.

"grandfather."

"Hahahahahaha." The old man laughed loudly: "I was thinking before that my weight might not be as heavy as that of Chong Ji, but now it seems that it is not light."

Immediately after, the old man's expression changed, and he said, "What are you doing in a daze? Stop her."

"what!"

After the words fell, all the Uchiha ninjas in the room stood up and opened their sampamon eyes.

At the same time, Jiri stood up slowly.

A pair of tearful sampa patterns looked around the crowd.

cold voice.

"Don't stop me!"

(End of this chapter)