King - Chapter 1327 - 244: Mobilization_2

Hiko Hiko, a worker, traveled through Hokage to become a member of the Uchiha, but the timeline turned out to be three years before the night of the genocide.

It coincided with the peak of the village’s suspicion and defense against Uchiha.

Factions in the family fight for power, high-level surveillance, and villagers’ misunderstandings, everything is just like the original work.

If Yan doesn’t act, the final outcome is that the whole family will be sent to the coffin by the filial son Itachi!

Death starts, it is better to ask yourself than to ask others!

Yan can only start to save himself!

Factional battles? Then cut out the faction!

High-level targets? Then change a group of high-level people!

If the internal rescue is not enough, then tear the opening from the outside!

Uchiha self-help guide begins!

Recast the glory of Uchiha!

Remember, my name, Uchihahiko!

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“9th Class Low Grade Familiar.”He was shocked to find that he had summoned the weakest familiar that could be.Only when he saw the status, he couldn't help being more shocked.“Hypnosis? Why can no one else see this? What even is this skill?”

Bibi Dong never dreamed that she would come back from rebirth in the form of someone else’s martial spirit.

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Finished three copies of the high-quality Douluo with an average order of 5,000, “Douluo from the beginning of blowing up the soul ring”, “I am in Douluo, I ate the Blue Silver Emperor”, “Douluo: My Martial Soul” is a simulator”.

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“Hey, Yoshi-kun. I think you’re——”

Hearing that voice for the first time stopped me in my tracks. On my way home from school. On the playing field of our junior high, and at the bookshop in front of the station. And then in the empty lot where the white cat slept. Shiina Yuki, the strange girl who somehow knew all about me, always approached me like that.

We laughed, cried, got angry, held hands. Again and again, we repeated those disappearing memories and ephemeral promises. That’s why I never knew. I never knew the value of Yuki’s smiles or the meaning of her tears. Nor even the singular sentiment behind her many ‘Nice to meet you’s.

This is a captivating, heartrending tale of meetings and partings.