[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

There is a saying in "Intimacy Tactics", for a woman who loves her deeply, there is nothing that cannot be solved by one night of extremely beautiful and considerate, if there is, it will be two nights.

Uchiha Feishi remembers discussing this point with Yinmao Wangnianjiao, and was finally persuaded by the other party, deeply convinced of this point of view.

It's just that everything is based on practice, and the experimental subjects don't quite match the description in the book, so Fei Shi is not sure what the result will be until he sees it with his own eyes.

He was wearing men's casual clothes, and looked at the Meiyuan proprietress who was astonished and surprised when she saw his attire, and then fell down softly.

The young man with cherry hair figured out how many people still needed to give hints to erase their memories, and sped up the speed a little.

On the upper floor separated by one floor, the deepest quiet and interior, the morning sun shines into the room, making it look bright and beautiful.

Qianshouban struggled to wake up from fatigue, stared blankly at the ceiling, then slowly scanned the room, and finally landed on the pillow.

His clothes and weapons were neatly put together, next to a small bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine and half a glass of water, within reach.

He froze for a while, then closed his eyes a little tired and irritable.

His emotions were too out of control last night, causing him to do unwise and stupid things. The most direct reaction is that his hands and feet are weak now.

The fear of losing something important at that moment overwhelmed him.This kind of disappointing sentimentality has never been seen in Qian Shou Feijian for a long time.

Fei Shi had a deeper influence on him than he thought.

【"...Don't just think about running away like this."】

The young man's undeniable and powerful whispers rang in his ears, and at the same time, his beautiful face that looked like a god under the interweaving of darkness and moonlight.

Qianshou covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and tried his best to suppress the passion that spontaneously surged deep in his body from the moment he thought of that person. After a long time, he turned over and embraced the quilt in despair, and buried his face in the still youthful atmosphere. In the pillow, there was a helpless and desperate sigh.

He quickly raised his head, got up and dressed, looked down at the bottle of medicine for a while, finally poured it out and ate one, and put the rest into his arms along with the bottle.

He stood up, forcibly ignoring the urge to help his waist, pretending that he had turned back into the cold and rational second master of Qianshou, checked the equipment on his body, and turned to open the window with a dull face.

The bright smile of the black-haired boy suddenly caught his eyes, accompanied by bright and cheerful cheers: "Surprise——"

The bright and cheerful cheers were cut off in the middle, and the expressions of the two teenagers froze on their faces at the same time.

In the next second, Feijian completed a series of actions such as closing the window, rolling over, and drawing out the weapon with lightning speed. The hem of his clothes was almost pierced.

In the blink of an eye, the air became tense and chilling.

Uchiha Izuna leaped into the room, the smile on his face had all changed to awe-inspiring, he couldn't see the lively and harmless look just now, but it looked like a blood-stained knife out of its sheath, full of killing intent, sharp and cold.

And Qianshoubeijian also restrained all his emotions in an instant, and there was a piercing chill in his red eyes, so cold that he didn't look like a human being.

The encounter between Senju and Uchiha will not have a second possibility other than facing each other with swords.Generations of hatred and the experience of fighting to the death over the years made the two of them have no intention of even exchanging greetings. As soon as they met, they were ready to kill with awe-inspiring intent.

Quan Na pulled out the dagger and pointed it at the person opposite, his dark eyes were full of murderous intent: "Thousands of hands, why are you here?"

"That's exactly what I'm asking, Uchiha Izumi."

Holding the knife in his hand, Fei Jian stood up with a cold face, his posture did not leak any flaws, but his heart sank slightly.

——I was careless, I didn’t condense the chakra immediately after waking up, so the enemy didn’t feel it when they came.

He is not in form now, and he is likely to lose against Uchiha Quanna.

On the other hand, Quan Na's mood was also not very good.

Fei Shi once sent back a message, so he knew that Qianshou Feijian might have some thoughts about his sweetheart, but he didn't expect this guy to be so bold as to directly touch Fei Shi's room.

Quan Nai's little face, which was originally under the clear sky, was stained with haze.Years of fighting made him know his rival very well. At this moment, he looked at Qianshoufeijian with unfriendly eyes, and quickly realized something was wrong.

As a member of the Senshou Clan, Senshou Feijian can heal his wounds faster than ordinary people, but he himself is sensitive to scars, and the red marks after the scabs fall off are particularly obvious. Quanna himself once He had scars on his wrists.

It was because of his understanding of Tobuma's physique that he keenly noticed the abnormality on Tobuma's neck all at once.

In his youth, Feijian was one of the few delicate and handsome men in the bold and rough style of the Qianshou family. The white and delicate side of the neck, the red and ambiguous traces are not too obvious.

Thinking of the place he was in, the thoughtful black-haired boy immediately turned dark.

"What did you do to Fei Shi? Where is he now?!"

He asked sullenly and a little excitedly, with a dangerous red light in his eyes.

There was a flicker of light in Feijian's eyes.

Uchiha Izumi knew Fei Shi's name, not the stage name Sakura Fei Ji.

He squinted his eyes, and sneered calmly: "You are taking too much of your business, Uchiha Izumi, the matter between me and him has nothing to do with you."

In the dark, however, he was very energetic, ready to retreat at any time while making clichés.

Uchiha Quanna sneered: "Oh? It has nothing to do with me?"

He looked like he wanted to say something, but his eyes subconsciously drifted back to the hickey on his neck, his stomach suddenly seemed to be full of stones, and he fell heavily and uncomfortably, even his face turned ugly.

His eyes and changes were so obvious that Tomama suddenly noticed something.

His jaw was tense, and he turned sideways subconsciously, with an unconcealable stiffness on his face, but then he sneered coldly, "Why, are you jealous?"

"I'm jealous? Ha." Quan Nai asked back in disbelief, and then laughed angrily, "Thousand Hands, what do you think is worthy of my envy?"

He turned the knife in his hand, and the snow-white tip of the knife was slightly red, like the inexhaustible blood after killing someone.

Its owner stabbed it to the opposite side suddenly, and his expression turned into a false and disgusting pity.

"As the Senshou who hates us Uchiha the most, you are only fooled by us. Tell me, why should I be jealous of you like this?"

Qianshou furrowed his brows fiercely.

He looked at Quan Nai's extremely hateful and contemptuous face in his eyes, gritted his teeth and squeezed out syllables from between his teeth, feeling that his reason was about to be exhausted: "What do you mean by that?"

"it means--"

Facing his self-possessed and calm eyes, Quan Nai announced with a trace of joy of successful revenge, full of malice and very clear: "The person you fall in love with but doesn't love you is called Uchiha Feishi. !"

"boom--!"

Suddenly there was the roar of an explosion a few streets away, Uchiha Madara, who was walking slowly, paused, and his eyes sank immediately.

He rushed to the place where the sound came from at the fastest speed, but the more and more familiar road made his uneasiness intensify, until he passed the panicked and fleeing civilians, turned a corner, and saw something that made his heart skip a beat. scene.

"Quanna?" He softly called his brother's name in the distance, his eyes quickly flicked from the flooded streets and the safe and sound plum garden.

Before he could get close, his pupils shrank when his back was facing him where Quan Nai's sword intersected. He found a gap and flew back quickly, looking sideways at him with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

"Even Uchiha Madara..."

After hearing his whisper, Quanna stopped, and turned to look at Madara with a little surprise: "Brother!"

"En." Madara replied in a deep voice, glanced coldly at the door, and asked, "Where is Fei Shi?"

"he--"

"it's here."

Quan Na was interrupted by a voice that was not unfamiliar to anyone present.

They all looked up at the second floor, at the young man with cherry hair who looked indifferent.

Quan Nai was stunned the moment she saw Fei Shi.

He only felt that after not seeing him for a few months, this person became more eye-catching than ever.He stared at him blankly, for a moment he even forgot where he was, and then he became ridiculously worried, worrying that this was another dream that had nothing after waking up.

When he was in a daze, Fei Shi had already looked around the scene indifferently, then looked at him without any fluctuation in his eyes, and asked, "Quanna, why are you here?"

Madara Uchiha always comes here in the evening, but today Feishi is busy performing illusions on the people in the plum garden. He believes that it is impossible to come early with Madara's delicate personality, so he let Senshou Fei sleep There are three poles in the sun.

I just didn't expect Quanna to come over suddenly.

"I... I knew from my brother that you will go back today, so I came to pick you up." Quan Nai blinked, and finally recovered, and replied a little unresponsively.

"So that's why you disappeared when I turned around?" Uchiha Madara didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He didn't think much, just looked casually at the white-haired boy not far away, his black gloved hand resting on the handle of the knife indistinctly.

The three of them were talking as if no one else was around. The familiarity and intimacy of their words was enviable, and it also clearly showed a fact that no longer had to be doubted.

"The Scarlet World."

The thousand hands who had been silent all this time called Fei Shi, the voice was eerily calm.

Fei Shi turned to look at him.

The white-haired boy lowered his head slightly, and the knuckles of his knuckles holding the knife turned white with force, but little by little ice formed in his eyes that seemed to never melt.

He looked at him, paused every word, and said very slowly: "You said you never lied to me."

Madara's eyes flickered, and he looked at Quanna suspiciously, in exchange for him looking back with the same puzzled look.

Seeing her brother turn around and continue to pay attention to the development of the matter, Quan Nai pursed her lips slightly, looked between the doors, and the depths of her eyes turned cold.

On the second floor, Fei Shi looked down at the door, his green eyes were indifferent: "Yes, I said so."

He paused, then added as a matter of course: "I really don't have any."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a harsh sneer from the door.

This sneer was different from all his previous laughter, ironic and sharp, full of endless mockery and coldness, as if this laughter was his weapon, sharp enough to pierce people's hearts.

"Yeah, of course you didn't. If you hadn't kindly told me today, I'm afraid I wouldn't have discovered that you were an Uchiha until I went to the battlefield, right?!"

The white-haired boy asked sharply, but his face was a little pale.

Fei Shi was silent for a moment, his eyes drifted to Quan Nai's face, but he didn't answer.

The scene where he imagined that his identity was broken was indeed on the battlefield, and the current situation was really beyond his expectation.

But he didn't feel surprised or bewildered.

In an era when the current situation was still unclear, Uchiha and Senju's sense of hostility was deeply rooted. He had already expected that as long as his identity was exposed, the hostility between Senju Tobe would double and counterattack, just like now.

He said that he would not be in a hostile position with the future Second Generation Hokage. This is absolute, but Senju Tomona would not believe it, and Madara and Quanna would doubt him in turn.

Therefore, it is enough to say it once, and the rest needs to be proved by actions.

not to mention……

The unhurried attitude of the young man with cherry hair is too indifferent, so indifferent that it makes one's heart chill.

He didn't think he had lied to Tokima, nor did he think he owed him anything, and he didn't feel any regrets about this relationship that was destined to end today.

He never cared.

Qianshou Fanjian looked at him, realizing this very clearly.

His lips turned pale.

How ridiculous, Thousand Hands.he thought to himself.

A few minutes before meeting Uchiha Izuna, he had already accepted the fact that Fei Shi was probably not lying, and he also thought that the possibility of the other party's emotional involvement was still very small if this continued.

But even so, he still had a ridiculous amount of luck and delusion in his heart, for the bottle of medicine after waking up, for the dazed figure hugging himself into the mattress, for the sentence in his eyes that focused on "because you are Between Thousand Hands".

In this crisis-ridden world where there is no sense of stability and everything is death and despair, people like Fei Shi, who are as self-luminous as Fei Shi, may be yearned for by everyone in the dark.

Thousands of hands remember Fei Shi's hand, that hand is white and slender, always dry and warm, and the calluses on the fingertips are reassuring.

He knew that the young man with cherry hair had no emotion, and was terribly indifferent to everyone and everything, but it was also because of this that his false gentleness that was unintentionally revealed, which was in great contrast to his nature, was more like an oasis in the desert. Those who have tasted it can't let go, can't escape.

It is precisely because of his lack of emotion that Fei Shi's body will always carry an unshakable indifference, as if this is eternity. He stands outside and watches everything, pondering and learning everything, but he himself Never change.

How unbelievable, he obviously lacks feelings, but as long as Tobima sees him quietly watching him by his side, he will feel uncontrollably...a sense of security.

It's like a wandering chick that has found a home.

He was obsessed with the ethereal sense of happiness and peace of mind brought about by this relationship, and even this morning, he was determined to find another way other than parting.

However, all of these... the compromises he made for Feishi, his hesitation and cowardly evasions, all at the moment when this person's identity was revealed, the three words "Uchiha" were crowned on top of his head. The moment he said the word, the moment he walked towards the opposite side without paying attention, everything became a joke and shame!

No matter how many ways he had thought of before to defeat or reconcile with Fei Shi's family, he would make them zero at this moment!

It is impossible for Senju and Uchiha to reconcile!His dead brother, his dead clan, everything on his back is telling him this!

"Uchiha... Scarlet World!"

The young man overflowing with murderous aura seemed to have changed into a different person in an instant, and he looked at the young man with cherry hair with strong hatred and killing intent in his eyes.

It was the first time he pronounced this person's full name, but in such a way, in such a complicated and hateful way, with the cruelty of a true farewell, like a wounded lone wolf.

Fei Shi looked at him like this, with inorganic indifference in his eyes.

Before Konoha was established, it seemed that Tomama would not trade with him anymore.

He made such a calm judgment without feeling any regrets in his heart.

Anyway, this is only temporary.He thought casually, neither his expression nor his eyes changed at all.

Why can he be so indifferent?

In the corner where no one found, Uchiha Izumi watched him quietly, and then gradually came to a sudden realization.

— After all, he just didn't care.

The flame released by the black-haired boy burned quietly, and suddenly there was a soft "crack".

Uchiha Madara's expression moved slightly, his arms crossed his chest, and he looked arrogantly at the man who suddenly appeared in front of Tomona, and said indifferently: "Why, Hashirama, are you finally willing to show up?"

The man with long black hair had a rare serious expression.

He blocked his younger brother tightly, his eyes rested on Fei Shi for a while, then he staggered, frowned and said in a low voice: "Before you wanted to kill Fei Jian, I always thought it was a misunderstanding, Madara."

Madara's response was a grunt of unknown meaning, without denying it.

"Brother? Why are you here?"

Compared to Madara's calmness, he was still a little surprised when he sensed the big brother Chakra's opening, but this did not prevent him from making up his mind, and his ugly face just now has improved a lot.

When he saw Uchiha Madara, he almost thought that he was going to explain it here today.

Senshou Zhujian, who is so unreliable on weekdays that he always has the urge to kill his relatives, has a rare stalwart from his back at this moment.

He frowned, with a stupid (?) serious face, and without looking back, he just said seriously: "Feijian, in your eyes I may be a little dull, but I'm definitely not stupid!"

"……what?"

Knowing his younger brother's ignorance without looking back, Senshou Zhujian raised his chin triumphantly, his eyes glanced at Fei Shi, and for a moment he couldn't help but show a distressed face with a shattered image of a goddess, but then he was heartbroken.

"Let me just say, although your self-healing ability in Feijian is not as good as mine, it is still one of the best in the clan, and you can still be left with traces of two or three days like this, how can such a strong hand be a woman! ?”

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As if he didn't feel the air that fell silent for a moment, the god of the future ninja world, who was so weak, beat his chest and stamped his feet, and continued to say with a weeping face:

"The most exaggerated thing is that you still don't tell me anything! You still go sneakily every time! Thinking about it like this is even more suspicious, and it makes me want to know who your target is—well, I'm more worried OK!?"

Feijian: "... No, I heard you reveal your true purpose."

Hashirama: "...Huh?"

Rao's motive for stalking was suspected to be impure gossip, and Tobima was protected by his elder brother, and the bad face caused by being severely injured just now eased a lot, and they all responded coldly:

"But it's not possible that you are a little slow, you are slow, special!"

Hashirama: "...Tobima, can you not demolish me at this time."

——The QAQ that was so brave and mighty in front of Madara!

Qianshou was cruelly silent, lowered his eyes, restrained all his gaffes.

The matter has come to this point, and showing more pain will only make him more miserable, and his pride will not allow him to do so.

At least, not in front of 【Uchiha】.

Facing the farce that the Senju family brothers—especially the main force, Senju Hashirama—played again, Uchiha Madara took his hand off the handle in dismay, and said impatiently:

"I didn't come to see you messing around today, Hashirama."

Hashirama, who was playing tricks with his younger brother, paused, turned around and looked at him fixedly, with pain in his eyes.

"Madara, the war is about to start again, and new people are going to die, can't we really stop it?"

"You're saying such ridiculous things again." Madara frowned irritably, with a blunt tone, "How did your father die, have you forgotten, Senju Hashirama?"

Senshou Zhujian's expression suddenly changed.

Naturally, he would not forget that Senju Buddha was severely injured by Uchiha Tajima on the battlefield and died on the spot.

His eyes froze slightly.

Madara got the effect he wanted.

Of course, according to his personality, it is almost impossible to say such words involving the other party's family, but the news exposed by Qianshou Zhujian just now really made him a little upset.

He squinted at the door, the edges of his pupils were slightly red.

Thick brown-green vines suddenly rose up, blocking Madara's sight and making Hashima's voice sound a bit dull.

"In that case, see you on the battlefield, Madara."

"Hmph, that's the way it should be."

Madara raised the corners of her lips and pulled out a smile that didn't have much real emotion.

The two brothers of the Senshou family left behind the vine.

Quan Nai turned her head and greeted Qi Fei Shi with concern, the latter responded with every sentence, his eyes swept away inadvertently, and suddenly met a pair of red pupils who were staring at him.

Qianshou Fanjian looked at him quietly, the distance was too far, Fei Shi couldn't see his expression clearly, and couldn't tell what the young man was thinking.

But that wouldn't be such a good idea after all.

"Fei Shi?" Quan Nai softly called him from the side.

Fei Shi turned his head back, without any emotion in his heart, and said calmly: "Let's go, Hui tribe."

The author has something to say: Deceitful heart and deceitful body, between thousands of hands, what a miserable man.

But don't worry, you still have a chance in Juju!Juju you will be sweet in the future!

Let me talk about the false tenderness that Juju feels.Well, have you never eaten pork or seen a pig run?My mother and sister are super gentle and considerate, and I am also a responsible doctor, so it is not difficult to be a little considerate [He issued a scumbag declaration as if nothing had happened]