Traveling with Indra

In the open space in the grove, a pale yellow inflatable tent stood, with dim lights illuminating the surroundings. On the soft inflatable mattress in the tent, Indra was leaning sideways to read a scroll, with something in his arms rubbing back and forth, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

If Ming Luo hadn't let out a strange laugh from time to time, and if he hadn't tried hard to immerse his mind in the new technique, he might have done something rude to her.

It's really a test.

We just started dating.

Not long ago, Mingluo was clinging to him and refused to let go. When he spoke to her, she just shook her head and nodded unconsciously, and just stayed in his arms and refused to move.

He now didn’t know whether Ming Luo understood and was overly stimulated, or whether she didn’t understand at all and fell into strange thoughts.

[But I am still very happy that you rely on me for the first time. ]

"Indra...is your wife crazy?" Jiu Lama felt that his heart was frightened. Why did this woman become abnormal?

"You go sleep next door." Indra glanced at the big fox. What nonsense is he talking about?

Jiu Lama felt relieved and slipped into the small room next door. The fox was really scared! In order to avoid trouble, he used the chakra of his tail to hook the zipper and closed the door.

Indra tried to treat Mingluo like a cat. He stroked her and realized she had finally calmed down. He lowered his head to the top of her head and called her softly. "Mingluo~"

"What are you doing?" Ming Luo raised her head, smiled beautifully and kissed him.

"So happy?" What made her so happy?

Ming Luo looked at Indra's eyes, which were sparkling like two light bulbs. She was very curious about how the Yin-Yang escape technique of creation could give birth to a baby. She touched Indra's belly with her fingers and laughed. "Hehe~ Hehe~ Indra... If you give birth to a baby, where will it come out from?"

"...No! It's not like that." Indra's face darkened, and he took her hand away helplessly. The words 'leave it to me' were not what he meant by his next life. "Don't think about it, it's not as interesting as you think."

He said the last few words with gritted teeth. It seemed that Mingluo had become so stupid. It turned out that she was thinking about this kind of thing.

Damn funny?

So interesting that it burned her brain?

"But Kurama said that they had lived in Lord Hagoromo's body?" Mingluo knew what a Jinchūriki was. It might be a little different, but it would always require a carrier to carry it, right?

Indra: "..."

(╬◣д◢)Nine Lamas!

Don't release unnecessary information.

The expression of the newly appointed boyfriend was hard to read, and his depressed look was so funny. Ming Luo couldn't help but burst into laughter, and couldn't stop herself from being happy in his arms. "Hahahahaha...hahahaha..."

"..."

Indra realized that he had been fooled. He grabbed her wrist, his forehead throbbing, and lowered his head to bite her. "Stop fooling around."

"I just want to find something to cheer myself up. I was so nervous just now." Ming Luo rubbed his neck again, her whole body radiating joy.

Indra was comforted again. It was rare for her to be so defenseless. The coquettishness in her eyes was touching, and her voice was soft and satisfied, with a cuteness that he could not resist.

Indra raised his eyebrows and brushed his thumb across her smiling eyes. "More than that?"

"Wow~ You're quite observant." Ming Luo smiled again, moved up a little, and kissed him again.

"What is it?" Indra wanted to know, he really wanted to know.

"It's just a feeling..." Ming Luo brushed away his frizzy bangs, and touched his face with her fingertips, her voice gentle and pleasant. "You are the best person in the world, Indra, (*^▽^*) I like you so much."

dong dong!dong dong!

Indra felt his frantic heartbeat, as if there were gorgeous fireworks blooming. In the past, he thought that traveling with Mingluo was happiness, but her smile, her words, and her warmth seemed to melt him. The moist rain filled his heart, and he wanted time to stop for a moment at this moment.

"Woo~ Me... Me too." Indra couldn't help but smile, with the corners of his mouth raised high. He simply couldn't describe the joy that filled his heart.

"very happy?"

"Ugh."

Ming Luo stroked his hair and said seriously, "This is called mutual affection."

Indra was amused by her and replied in the same way. "I understand."

"Stop teasing me." Ming Luo couldn't stand it anymore. Was this man trying to make her laugh to death today?

"..." Indra looked innocent, it was obviously her who was teasing him.

Ming Luo stood up and kissed him, then sat cross-legged on the futon. "I'm going to practice, remember to sleep."

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I haven't practiced for many days. It's not convenient at all on a pirate ship."

Indra said nothing more. Considering Mingluo's physical condition, the power of nature is the basis of her existence, right? After a while, Mingluo turned into a little golden man, absorbing the power of nature in the air.

[This speed seems to be much faster than before, is it because I have become stronger? ]

[Ah~ I feel empty in my arms, but after being kept for a while, you are not used to it? 】

Indra put down the scroll and recalled the information that made him feel very uncomfortable. The children of the ninja tribe had to go to the battlefield when they were five or six years old. Even if the reform was completed, they were only in their teens, and they should still be pampered.

All of this was caused by the powerful, and of course, Black Zetsu's instigation was indispensable. Just as Ming Luo said, only chakra can deal with chakra. Therefore, the years of fighting between Senju and Uchiha were also the responsibility of the ancestors themselves.

[Did the 'I' here fail to catch Black Zetsu? ]

[So...did you have a falling out with Ashura? ]

It was their generation's responsibility that they failed to resolve the hidden danger of Black Zetsu a thousand years ago. It was their contempt and arrogance that left the disaster. The person here would have died a long time ago, leaving behind a mess.

[But Mingluo is trying to make amends for me.] Indra stood up, set up a small wooden table, and took a pen and paper to write and draw. He couldn't put all the pressure on Mingluo. The only person who couldn't turn a blind eye to such a future was himself.

Since Mingluo’s final plan is to establish a country, many things can be planned.

—Deep in the Jungle—

Black Zetsu was basking in the moonlight as usual. Due to the intervention of Uchiha, Indra was not killed, but...some changes had taken place. Today, Indra seemed to have not left the Ninja Clan yet, and still insisted on the bottom line as a human being.

Actually... hate killing?

This is really ironic. You obviously don't care about anything anymore.

"Indra... have you had a partner so early?" Black Zetsu tried hard to recall his memories from a thousand years ago. Although he focused on Indra and Ashura,... he never paid attention to other people. Now he couldn't even remember whether Indra had found a wife or not.

Memories that are too old and huge need to be read through bit by bit.