Senju Hashima is in a panic every day [Comprehensive]

Hashirama also wanted to take the opportunity to shorten the distance between himself and Madara, but a vague smell of blood ruined his plan.

He turned his head and looked towards the upper reaches of the river, and saw a corpse washed down by the river, Qianju Zhujian suddenly recalled what happened afterwards, his pupils constricted, today is the day of Wajian's burial...

"What happened?" At this moment, Hashirama's mood suddenly dropped, and a feeling called sadness wrapped around the other party tightly. Madara Uchiha frowned. He didn't like such Hashirama. So he grabbed the opponent's hand and pulled the person towards him, as if this could pull Zhu Jian away from the sadness, "Do you know him?"

Aware of Madara's intentions, Hashirama's mood really calmed down a lot. He thought of Itama, the surviving younger brother, and Hashirama cheered up. No matter what, he couldn't let itama happen again, "Madara, I have something to go , you also leave quickly, this place will no longer be safe."

Madara's hand subconsciously exerted force, and when he realized what he was doing, he let go of Hashirama's hand, raised his chin and said proudly: "Who can hurt me!"

Hashirama lowered his eyes and let out a smile with a smile, "You're still confident, so let's go first."

After saying these words, he disappeared in place, and appeared jumping forward on the branches of trees in the distance, and Madara's still somewhat green voice came from behind: "Will you come here tomorrow?"

Hashirama didn't expect Madara to ask such a question, he looked back, at the exit of the dense and dark forest, Madara was standing in the only light, he replied: "Yes."

The man in the light waved him goodbye.

When Zhu Jian rushed to the burial place of their family, the coffin had already been put down and started to fill with soil. His father and two younger brothers stood on the high rock wall, looking at the rows of coffins from a distance, There are too many to count, and under each of these coffins lie his comrades.

Hashirama gritted his teeth, this time he neither shed tears nor argued with his father, but stepped forward and hugged Itama tightly in his arms, stroking his two-tone hair so soft and warm.

Qian Shoubanjian raised his head, with a lingering sorrow on his face, he asked suspiciously, "Brother?"

Hashirama replied: "I'm here."

Qian Shou Banjian threw himself into his arms, weeping loudly and whining: "Brother, Wa Jian...Wa Jian is dead..."

Hashirama hugged Itama and did not speak. They felt the same at this moment. The pain after losing a loved one. No words can soothe the grief of the heart. He will not let such a thing happen again. With a firm face, even at the cost of his life.

"Don't cry!" shouted their father, Thousand Hand Buddha, "It is their greatest honor for a ninja to die on the battlefield!"

After hearing this, Qianshou Feijian hurriedly looked at his elder brother, ready to stop the other party's reckless behavior, but to Feijian's surprise, although the eldest brother disapproved all over his face, he was very forbearing and did not directly contradict his father.

After Wajian was buried, Zhujian took his younger brothers back to the clan. He had already recalled the memory of the day when Banjian's accident happened countless times. It was a day three months later. In order to defeat the hostile forces, the enemy invited the Uchiha family to snipe Senshou.

A fierce battle broke out between the two families on the plain, and Itama was scattered by the crowd, and fell into the hands of Uchiha alone and was killed, so he only needs to keep Itama with him all the time, so that no one will get out of his sight , you can protect your younger brother.

When it was noon the next day, Hashirama came to the river, but Madara hadn't come yet, so he sat down casually, hugging his knees and staring at the clear and flowing river, accumulating negative emotions that he couldn't vent all night, like Followed by the river, they flowed to an unknown distance together.

"Isn't what happened yesterday over?"

Hashirama didn't look back: "Mara, you're here." In fact, Madara had come a long time ago, even earlier than him, but instead of waiting by the river, he hid on a big tree, waiting for him to come and After sitting by the river for a while, this guy came out from under the tree, pretending that he had just arrived, as if this would prevent him from losing.

What a twisted personality, Hashirama sighed, if he didn't have the vision to live another life, he might be fooled by Madara.

Madara walked up to Hashirama, hugged her chest and said condescendingly, "In this case, let's fight."

Waiting for this routine to be wrong, Hashirama tilted his head and looked up at Madara. In his previous life, he obviously comforted himself very gently, but in this life, it turned into a fight. It's really worse than the last.

Madara looked at Senju Hashirama, who was inexplicably depressed, and grunted and tilted his head to explain reluctantly: "Since you can't forget... then use other things to divert your feelings... With the goal you want, the pain will naturally come. forgotten."

Senshou Bashima immediately revived on the spot with full blood, he jumped up happily, and asked Madara for confirmation with a face full of pride: "So you are caring about me now?"

Uchiha Madara looked at the expression of the watermelon head, feeling very uncomfortable and snorted again: "Who cares about you, a rustic idiot!"

But this time Hashirama won't be hit by the word rustic again, he refused to give up and observed Madara's face up and down: "But you were clearly concerned about me just now, I still remember what you said, since you can't forget ..."

Madara's face flushed a little, and he yelled angrily: "Shut up! You heard me wrong, I wouldn't say such a thing!"

There was a hint of cunning in Hashirama's eyes: "Okay, let's start."

Madara was taken aback, what started?Then I heard a watermelon head say - "Monkeys steal peaches!"

A hand came towards an indescribable place, and Madara resisted in a hurry: "You are cheating!!!"

He was so angry that his chest puffed out and he wanted to spew out a big fireball, directly burning that disgusting watermelon essence to death!

Hashirama had fought hands with Madara countless times before, and he naturally knew what the other party wanted to do when he saw this action. He still likes the current hairstyle very much, and he didn't want to burn it into a bald head, so he rushed forward and hugged Madara's waist , one threw the person into the river vigorously.

A huge fireball exploded on the surface of the river, and the intense heat distorted the air. Hashirama hugged the person, and the flickering light spots fell on the faces of the two, while Madara was staring at him blankly.

Hashirama thought that Madara was intimidated by his thick skin, so he blinked his left eye at Madara on purpose, but the expected rage did not appear, and instead Madara opened his mouth and took a deep breath, but he forgot that he was In the river, so...

Madara Uchiha, the most rebellious and unruly man in the world, drowned in a small river.