Zhu Tongyu

Quan Nai didn't shy away from the gaze in Torima's eyes and said with a smile.It seemed that he didn't want to hide anything.

"...Why do you have to draw the same person over and over again?" Fei Jian asked after a short silence.

"Because I only know how to draw him..." The work under his hand didn't stop, Quan Nai looked at the person in the painting, but it seemed to be looking at another person, but the absent-mindedness existed in an instant, fleeting.

"Do you know, you are the first person to see my painting." This sentence did come out of nowhere, and I was stunned when I heard it. I looked at Quan Na with a little doubt, and waited for Quan Na's explanation.

But after saying this, Quan Nai didn't say anything more and continued, "If you are free, can you play chess with me?"

This inn is said to be small, but in fact the indoor environment is not bad, and the guests are warm and considerate.

Two people sat in front of the chessboard, except for the sound of the chess pieces touching the chessboard, the room was quiet. Both of them had their eyes on the chessboard, and neither of them glanced at the other. This kind of atmosphere was not so much for pastime. entertainment, not as a battlefield.

But no matter how Tokaima thinks, the scene is bitten to death by Quanna's chess pieces. After he hesitates for a long time to make a move, Quanna will block him with a chess piece without any time to think, and become For the next impasse that is difficult to break, and that person is still relaxing with his eyes closed.

"General." Another game of chess was lost. He sat here and played so many games of chess, but he didn't win a game even though he wasted a lot of effort.I can't help but secretly admire this person's superb skills. No matter how much unwillingness I have in my heart, I can't change anything. In fact, although I can't say that I have a deep understanding of these things, I have learned some superficial skills, and I can't say everything. I understand, but I can't say that I can't see the way.

"You're really tall..." sighed a little discouraged, and re-arranged the broken chess game.

"There are two people who beat me." Quan Nai smiled slightly, and it didn't look like he was smiling because of Tokena's praise, "There are only two people who have played chess with me."

"...?" Hearing what Quanna said, Tomona didn't interrupt.

"The first person who beat me was myself." Quanna stopped what she was doing, "The second person...is Uchiha Madara."

Hearing that person's name, Tobuma would inevitably feel a burst of unhappiness, and his complexion naturally became a little worse, but he didn't say much, and looked at Quanna with gloomy eyes.

"I was five years old when I met you, and I was six years old when I entered Uchiha." Quanna lowered her head, some long hair covering her eyes, "Since then, I have been locked up in that place gone."

Feijian naturally understood where that place was referring to.If I'm not mistaken...it should be the place on the painting...I guess.

"When I entered that place, I began to receive various etiquette and talent education. I could only stay in that house day and night, looking at the fence that was still considered high at that time." The flat tone seemed to be talking after dinner "Because they found that my physique couldn't take any big blows, so when I was there, the only thing I could do every day was to spend my days casually, depicting myself in the mirror, Days and nights...it's ridiculous, he is obviously a man, living like a little girl who doesn't go out...but in this way..."

"..." She had no idea that Quan Nai would say this to him, and Tobima just stared at that person blankly, unable to think of anything suitable to say.Saying comforting words at this time is more tantamount to directly admitting what he said, and it is more equivalent to humiliation.

"The whole family... hates me, including those brothers, especially that guy." Quan Nai thought of something, and sneered, "The only one who treats me better is the patriarch... maybe that lady But she is not because of the kindness and generosity that a patriarch's wife should have... but because I have a handle on her."

"In public, she may really be a gentle and virtuous patriarch's wife, but in fact...she is a slut (mud) woman...hehe..." Quan Nai's expression was very mocking, "It's a good thing that the patriarch is only as good as her." One person, I would never have imagined that she would be such a lowly woman... But that patriarch is not a good person... On the day of the burial of his son who died in battle, he was still entangled with that **** on the bed..."

These are all Uchiha's inside stories (this is all counted), although they are trivial things, they are even more scandalous (become) rumors that are insulting to the family, although they are not considered intelligence, they still listened to them It's an indescribable feeling, these things should probably be vented by letting him speak out.

"Then, that slut (hahaha) got pregnant. The patriarch was also very happy... Hehe... It's not like remembering his first two sons at all, but how could it be him that was in the slut's belly My child..." As he said, Quan Nai played with the chess pieces, "The family's rules...the heirs of the family must have the purest blood...these idiots...are still kept in the dark..."

"So I'm the only one to deal with it... Hehe... But guess how they treated me after I helped them get rid of the evil ones." The wooden chess piece in his hand split in two instantly, "That's the one... who broke me All the ways to get out... Take the opportunity to defeat the last competitor... What a cunning person... Hehe..." Seeing Quan Nai's expression, he felt a burst of sadness in his heart. All along, he He has never seen this person's angry expression, and he has never thought that this person will not feel too much emotion for anything.But what he didn't expect was that... like him, he had resentment in his heart, and what he didn't expect was that the people they hated were all Uchiha, the only difference was...his surname was also Uchiha.

"You think it's surprising?" Quanna also put away her expression after guessing Tomona's thoughts, "Disputes within the clan... This kind of thing happens in every clan, right?"

"It's not..." Fei Jian whispered, with a slight sigh in his tone.

"..." Quan Nai slightly leaned forward, stretched out her hand to caress Fei Jian's cheek, "...Actually, I don't understand why you guys like to ride on men... Is it really that cool?"

One sentence brought up the cold topic between the two people, and the room froze for a moment, wanting to speak but didn't know what to say, but the person was still close at hand looking at his face, as if waiting for him answer.

Quan Nai suddenly smiled, let go of him and retreated to her position, and began to sneer, "Hahaha...do you think I will do something? It's ridiculous..."

"It's a pity, it's a pity...I don't rely on doing that kind of thing to survive..." Saying this, his eyes instantly became vicious, "You know...everyone who has done with me before...now They're all dead..."

"..." It didn't sound like a joke at all, the gloomy feeling made Torima feel a cold sweat.

"I don't like the greasy and contemptuous eyes they look at me...it's disgusting to death..." Quan Nai said with an extremely disgusted expression, "your words...you should be very clear about what you should do...hehe..."

Quan Nai stood up, the door tensed immediately, and began to prepare for battle, but Quan Nai did not see him attacking.On the contrary, seeing Toikama's performance, Quanna curled her lips in satisfaction, walked around him, and opened the door of the room.

"Sure enough, it didn't disappoint me...By the way, I like to use it to crush it directly." Without looking at his expression, he slammed the door behind him.

"... Tsk!" Feijian's hands clenched into fists, and he threw himself onto the chair angrily.How does it feel... He is the one who suffers from this kind of thing every time!

The author has something to say: It is strange to say that they met five times and three times in this situation, without any agreement or sign, and the original plan was suddenly disrupted. This time, the two actually felt that there was nothing to be surprised about. Ye Jian sighed slightly, sat quietly for a while, then stood up again.

When he stood up again, he returned to his usual appearance, his slender eyes were exceptionally clear, as if no emotion could penetrate them at all.Looking at the light in the room, his eyes fell on the sky outside the window that was beginning to turn red...

Coming out of the inn, Quanna didn't waste any more time and went directly to the agreed destination.What's more, he himself didn't know why he would talk so much useless nonsense to that person. In fact, this was the first time he had told this kind of thing to others, but the person he was listening to made him a little uneasy.No matter whether he declares his relationship with Uchiha, it is actually useless, because this is his one-sided statement. He doesn't know the real purpose of Uchiha keeping him, but he knows that it will not be of any benefit to him. ——Uchiha has always only looked at strength.

Sitting in the corner of the teahouse, waiting for the traders to arrive.Quan Nai didn't keep an eye on the people passing by as usual, but quietly stared at the tea in the teacup, and seemed to be looking at the tea crumbs at the bottom of the cup, not in a hurry at all.He did come early, maybe it wasn't just because of 01:30, he ordered something casually to pass the time slowly.

On the way, more than one person came to strike up a conversation, and it was not the first time Quan Nai had seen these people, and she revealed their intentions in a few words, she just smiled and stopped talking nonsense.

People who are sensible also walk away obediently, and some people who don't know face don't obediently walk away, but in the end they only end up in embarrassment and leave in despair.

"Are you waiting for someone?" When the guests had almost dispersed, another person appeared in front of him. He almost saw him as soon as he walked in, and walked over without hesitation.

"Yes." Quan Nai didn't want to say too much. In fact, he didn't show much vigilance, but his indifference and alienation couldn't be more obvious.

"You are an information dealer..." After listening to Quan Nai's answer, the man seemed to understand something, poured himself a cup of tea, and opened his mouth.

"... Heavenly King Gedihu..."

"The pagoda suppresses the river demon!" The man's voice seemed to be filled with a little joy.Quan Nai's eyes softened a little, that was his trader in this information transaction.

"You are really punctual..." Or he also arrived early, but he didn't come in.Quan Nai smiled politely, this person is probably also a strict and suspicious person.

"To each other!" I don't know if I really can't understand what Quan Nai said or just don't care, that person is not long-winded, "Should we talk about it in another place?"

"...No need." Looking at that person's gaze, Quan Nai always felt uncomfortable. At this time, almost no one would be around. Being sneaky is more likely to make people suspicious.

"Ahem..." The man glanced at Quanna with an unidentified look, "You have at least heard about the recent battle between Uchiha and Senju..."

Hearing the word Uchiha, Izumi was not surprised. After all, this is a war between the two most powerful families, and there are actually countless people who inquire about this aspect of information.Quan Nai nodded lightly, "Of course there are..."

Although intelligence is not materially lethal, it is also one of the most fundamental elements that cause material casualties.For this kind of transaction, the first case is an equal exchange, and the second is a material exchange.

"I think you may be very interested in this news from me..." The man held the teacup in his hand and said with a mysterious expression, as if to say how important his information was.

"Then let's hear it?" Quan Nai pretended to be interested.There is no curiosity in his heart, he has absolute confidence in the information he knows, most of the time... his transactions are used to earn property.

"According to all the current situation... Uchiha should have the upper hand..." He paused, as if secretly paying attention to Quanna's reaction.

"But its essence may already be strong from the outside."

☆、Chapter [-]

"Heh..." After hearing this sentence, Quan Nai couldn't help but chuckled, "Then tell me... Where did you say that?"

"The current patriarch of Uchiha is also the backbone of that family, Uchiha Madara. I think you must understand it more or less..." Quan Nai nodded slightly when he heard the sound, and motioned him to continue, "Although the recent battle situation It's tragic, but most likely Uchiha has the upper hand, all because of Uchiha Madara's Kaleidoscope Sharingan."

"I think that this kind of strong power can't last long. Since ancient times, everything has its advantages and disadvantages. What's more, such a fearsome and huge power must be consuming something more important behind it." Speaking of the later voice The higher the pressure, the lower it seems to have a vague outline, but when the two races dominate, there are also many such and such suspicions. To put it bluntly, they think that one of them will succumb or collapse, so that it will soon subside. war.

The man naturally understood this, looked at the expression on Quan Nai's face, and opened his mouth to explain, "It's not just a guess, please believe me."

Quan Na's expression didn't change, but his eyes kept staring at the man's eyes, making him feel cold for a while.After a while, Quan Nai chuckled suddenly, "Information is always based on value. How much do you think this news of yours is worth?"

"I mean it, I don't think it's that simple. In the battle a few days ago, the show was already revealed..." Quan Na waved his hand and interrupted him.

"I didn't say I didn't believe you."

"But have you ever thought that since you can see the flaws, you can guarantee that others will not know about it. Uchiha's rumors have always been strict, and it is impossible to put a life-threatening mistake there... If what you said is true, I probably won’t be here anymore.”

"You mean...?"

"I want to survive in this world... Some things can be said, and some things can't be said. When everyone chooses to be hoodwinked about this matter, they naturally have their reasons... Only when someone abruptly tells the truth will the real You're crazy." The man's expression changed after hearing this, and he fell silent.

"However, a person who has the courage to tell the truth deserves a certain amount of admiration." The conversation changed, but the person hadn't reacted yet, "So, what kind of chips do you want?"

"..." The man's expression changed instantly, but his eyes were still on Quan Nai's body. Quan Nai instantly felt a sticky feeling. Looking at the man's face again, he didn't even bother to think. To describe it in one word , wretched.

"...It may be a bit strange to say that, but... what do you think of Uchiha Madara and Senju Zhuma... what will happen in the future?" The man seemed very interested, and Quan Nai didn't say anything for a while.

"..." Quan Nai didn't answer either. He didn't have any difficulty in analyzing this basic development, not to mention that he knew more about the relationship between those two people than these people, but he had a hunch that this wasn't that kind of situation. The answer people want.

"One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. It is impossible for two strong enough people to coexist in one corner." Although he hesitated, he still said it out.

"...Okay!" The man was still hesitant to speak, but he still didn't say anything.

"Then... happy cooperation." Quan Nai stretched out her hand.A thought suddenly popped up in my heart, maybe I really should go meet that person for a while?Maybe there will be unexpected gains...

In the past few years of fierce battles between Senju and Uchiha, Madara has grown into a calm and calm ninja who can stand on his own.What's more, he still carries the hope of the whole family on his shoulders, and this document in his hand is another letter of war from the other party.

Madara rubbed his forehead and sighed wearily. He had been buried in this pile of documents for three consecutive days.Because of the injury from the last battle, it took a lot of time. Although it was temporarily handed over to Huo Nuan, many matters related to the lifeline of the family can only be decided by him.

Going left and right, they were piled up like this. Before the injury was fully healed, he came to rush to work, but he came down again.The physique of the Thousand Hands Clan is not a secret. It is famous for its vitality, and the healing speed of injuries is several times faster than that of ordinary people. It has not been long since the end of the last war. Obviously, going to fight can only break the soldiers Ma, worsened the level of casualties in the clan, and not long after that, the opponent came to make an appointment.

But this does not leave room for them to refuse, retreat is neither advance nor advance, which makes people complain.

In fact, Madara is not afraid to take on the challenge, and the protracted battles of the past few years have been able to cope with many of them.It's just that the problem is with himself.Although he can't say that he has all the qualities that a leader should have, there are still some that stand out... just like his pair of kaleidoscopes that are attracting everyone's attention.

This point can convince other clansmen and even foreigners, fearing only the price of this power.Chu Ban didn't notice anything at first, except for the excitement of gaining new power, he felt his eyesight gradually decline, the more intense the battle, the more illusory the world in front of him became.

Up to now, he can only read the subtitles clearly if he sticks to the scroll.What's more, with his current physical condition, it's hard to say whether he should be able to return in triumph.

"Master Madara...?" Huohe put the approved documents on Madara's desk, and couldn't help asking again when he saw Madara's sad face.

"Thousand-handed Zhujian has come down again." Madara handed the document to the fire core, "Judging from the situation in our clan, it really can't be consumed."

"..." Huo He looked at the handwriting on the document, without any change on his face, "In my opinion, we should deal with the enemy."

"You can take advantage of the terrain, which should increase the probability of victory." Fire Core put down the document, "However, the chakra attributes of the Thousand Hands are more biased towards water and soil, and such places are everywhere. The place they are fighting is also It is not beneficial to us to use geographical features to some extent."

"I have also considered what you said..." Madara paused, and then continued, "You can also use the commando to reduce their soldiers and horses first."

"Qian Shou Feijian should have thought that we would use this kind of measurement, so I think it's better to make them happy for a while first."

"You mean..." Hearing Huo Nuan's words, Madara also saw some clues.

"Although this is not an act of benevolence, it can also be used to disrupt the outside world's understanding of the situation in our clan." After hearing this, Madara approved Huohe's proposal without much hesitation.

"Then do as you said..." Madara sighed as if he had solved some problem.

"If possible... I also hope that you will take good care of yourself." When Fire Core walked out with a new document, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, but he gave Madara a soft voice before turning and leaving.

"..." Even the fire core has noticed... Madara smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and a trace of coldness flashed in his cold eyes.

After sorting out his thoughts, Madara continued to bury his head to complete the rest of the work.More things, the more you care about them, the less perfect you will be.

After nightfall, the barracks was covered with drizzle, and it was so cold and sad. Compared with when the sun was shining, it was terribly quiet.In addition to the snoring, there was only the rustling of the leaves blown by the wind outside the camp, and from time to time there were the sounds of nocturnal animals, and the footsteps of patrolling soldiers.

I don't know when it started, Madara always felt that someone was staring at him.In fact, he has had this feeling since a long time ago, being watched, and the gaze cast from the dark is chillingly cold.

Follow his footsteps all the time, battlefields, military camps, jungles... like growing behind him, sometimes walking alone on the road, he can't help but turn his head, although he knows he won't see anyone.

Maybe because of that feeling, it really scared him, and that was also the fear he had since childhood, which came from the fear behind him.Although the hand that was correcting the document did not stop, Madara's body was still stiff, the feeling of being peeped was deeper than usual, as if there were countless pairs of eyes watching him from all directions, it was not just the feeling of peeping That's right, this kind of all-round vision is simply surveillance.

Madara raised his eyes from the documents, and looked at the empty doorway, the excessive text made his head dizzy, he closed his eyes slowly, and took a deep breath.

Shrinking, expanding, shrinking... The darkness in front of my eyes is constantly changing, just like... another person's pupils.

"!" The moment he opened his eyes, he seemed to see an eye on the wall, staring at him, and his appearance was reflected in the dark pupils, blinking and blinking, looking at him.

Couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his eyes.Madara knew that his current vision was gradually weakening and wasted a little, so he didn't care about the appearance of these hallucinations.When he looked again, he felt a numbness in his back.

Eyes, all eyes!No matter where they are, on the ground, on the wall, on the table, there are eyes everywhere!One, two, three... all stared at him blinking, more like the judge's gaze, the cold gaze.

Madara turned his head, and the scene behind him really gave him a chill in his heart, the densely packed eyes filled the wall behind him.

It's not an illusion, without any chakra fluctuations, it's like a dream, and it's so real.Madara couldn't help but pull out Kunai and slammed into those monster-like things - he didn't understand why he made such a foolish move.

He just wanted to chop up all these eyes. The mucus on his hands was cold and had no life temperature at all. The eyes turned into disgusting marks, gradually disappeared and became less and less. The intense gaze was getting further and further away from him.

But that feeling of icy coldness is still there, the sight that stings his skin, and the deep chill in that sight.Shaking the disgusting mucus on his hands, Madara kept his face dark all the time, looking at the room that had changed back to its original appearance and the traces left on the ground without a trace of fear.

A cold hand landed on his shoulder, Madara's body froze, maybe he wanted to fight back, but found that his body couldn't move at all, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.The cold breath permeated, and an even colder body came up from behind him, tightly fitting him together, the sound of heavy breathing was extremely clear, but the soft hair sticking to his neck seemed to be It was as cold as icicles, and the breath in his ears was like cold wind, making him shiver.

"Heh..." The heavy sigh seems to have been heard somewhere, but it is not very clear, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a man or a woman.

The hand that had touched his chest began to change direction again, heading towards the hand holding Kunai.A sense of crisis exploded in Madara's heart. He didn't understand why he couldn't break through this illusion, and he couldn't believe why he couldn't feel the fluctuation of Chakra, and why he was suppressed.

That hand was smaller than Madara's, but it managed to wrap it around his hand, and with gentle strength, Madara's hand slowly lifted Kunai up.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his shoulder.The sharp teeth left a bloody mark on Madara's shoulder. Madara held his breath and didn't make a sound because of the pain, because the kunai had already been inserted into the guy behind him at some point.

As if surprised, the other party paused for a moment, but without making any sound, he held his hand and pulled Kunai out of his body.

Wrapped around his neck and turned around from behind him.The cold lips pressed against Spot's lips, mixed with the smell of blood, the cold breath invaded his body.

Even though they are so close, Madara can't see the other person's face clearly. The messy black hair is pasted on the face, and nothing can be seen clearly. The face blends with the darkness, but Madara just wants to know who he is. who.

Just have this kind of obsession.

"Heh..." There was another familiar sigh, which seemed to be a little sad, but there was something wrong.He manipulated Madara's hand, aiming Kunai at his heart.

"Kill...I..." The deep and confused voice was still unidentifiable, but he spoke to Madara and leaned against him.

"Kill me." It was an affirmative sentence, like an order, with a more seductive feeling.

As long as you kill him, you can get everything.Suddenly came up with such absurd thoughts, Madara himself didn't quite understand the reason, maybe it was really, a ghostly obsession.

The lips are still moving gently on his face, "Kill..."

The sound from far and near, intermittent, vague, annoying over and over again, but there is such a strange force that forced his hand to move the blade closer to the chest.In addition to the biting chill, he also felt something different, an unknown sense of dread.

Those sights at first did not disappear from the very beginning, and after "he" appeared, those sights did not weaken, what increased was his feeling for him, as if he could always penetrate everything about him, peep into his inner thoughts, always feel that When will he be counted by such a sharp blade, the uneasiness comes from the dark.

Just like back then.

Suddenly, the memory that has not been touched for a long time emerges, the memory of that person.There was once a person who gave him such a feeling, an existence that was easier to ignore, a weak and humble person who always wanted to usurp the throne...

"Uchiha Izuna..." subconsciously spit out these words, and it was at this time that the face gradually became clear.The hand holding him also seemed to tighten.

I'm afraid Madara has already forgotten about this person, because he died three years ago, disappeared from that house, and ran away or disappeared at his dilapidated body. No matter what, let's say there is not much chance of surviving.

Anyway, what he could hear had nothing to do with the family at all, and his knowledge was shallow, so he let him go.The face in front of him, the pair of phoenix eyes that he hadn't seen for a long time, are all the same as in his memory, without any change, the same eye-catching, but also the same annoying.

"Heh..." That person always sighed like this.The power under his hand had already made him stab hard deeply into his chest, but the face in front of him didn't show how painful it was, instead, he narrowed his eyes in satisfaction as if he had got what he wanted.

The picture spread and converged, twisted and deformed, and finally turned into darkness.Madara opened her eyes, and found herself lying on layers of papers. She didn't know how long it had been, her body was already stiff, and she felt sore after a little movement.

It seems that it is really a dream. I haven't slept so deeply for a long time, and it may be that I have been overworked recently.Thinking of this, Madara felt a strange dull pain on his shoulder, and stretched out his hand to caress it, feeling even more tingling, it was a bloody tooth mark.

"..." She looked at the blood red on her hand in a daze, a little confused.With the ghostly face and body temperature that is no longer alive, could it be that that person is really dead...

In fact, when it was said that Quanna had died, Madara was not too touched, after all, he didn't know the real situation.To be honest, Quan Nai is indeed a poor person, but it is a pity that there is still no one to pity the poor person.

He Daquanna is two years old. If it is true, maybe Quanna is his only brother with the same father and mother. He doesn't remember his mother's appearance, but looking at Quanna's face, he understands that Quanna looks more like His mother, because compared to his words, his face lacked a Tajima-like hostility.Judging from their looks alone, it can be seen that they are brothers.

As for why Quan Nai ended up like this in the end, he is not quite sure, maybe it all stems from his impulse, the impulse of childhood.There are many doubts about Quanna's origin. He did such a thing at that time, and he also swore how insignificant Quanna's existence was. What he still couldn't understand was Tajima's laissez-faire to him.

As if it was Tian Dao who loves him, but he is also his heir, Ta Da Dao should not treat him too differently, let alone the second young master who has just been found and obviously lacks prestige. "Just have fun, don't really get distracted." He remembered that it was the only time that Tajima told him, and it was also the intention given to him on the surface.Brotherly incest, not only close relatives but same-sex, this should obviously be unacceptable in the eyes of a dignified family.

But just as Tajima thought, he would have no time to think about those when he got a little older.Desire?You can find an object at any time, and it will not affect anything.The matter between him and him may really be a moment of frivolity when he was young, and it was precisely because of that moment of frivolity that he ruined a person's life.

After all, Madara does feel guilty sometimes.But he can't pay back anything, and he also understands that person's thoughts very well. If he is really willing to be raped by him, he really doesn't believe it. Among all the competitors, he is the only one who goes this way. doorman.

As for the result, no one knows.

"Izuna..." Madara said his name again.This also seemed to be one of the few times he called his name formally.

"..." Madara laughed a little self-deprecatingly.Thinking about it, it has been so many years since this person passed away, so why is he still pretending.

In my memory, too, the conversation between them is pitiful, basically they keep hugging him, hugging him... As far as Madara understands, doing it with the one you love is called copulation, and having sex with someone you don't like Doing it together is called fornication.

Between him and him, it is unclear whether it is the former or the latter.

What's more, he can't be allowed to have these.Not to mention that he was his brother, he had more important things to do, if he manipulated power for his own sake, he could only be a failure.

No matter what the past is, if it is past, it can be discarded like a dead old thing.Whether there is a next meeting, they will have nothing to do with each other.

Hashirama led the army towards the battle site.To put it simply, he never thought that Madara would take up the challenge so readily. After all, Tomona put forward the conditions that are beneficial to them so blatantly. From the perspective of ordinary people, it is a provocation at all, and no one would agree so easily.

According to Feijian's instructions, if the other party agrees, you must move forward cautiously, and if you don't agree, you can take the initiative to attack, so you are more likely to encounter an assault sent by the other party, so you have been moving forward carefully, but the waves along the way He was a little surprised not to be surprised.

Uchiha's degree of relaxation is also much lower than his expected limit, and Madara's strength seems to have declined somewhat.After the drums of war sounded, he rushed towards that person as before, but his speed of receiving moves and dodging dreams also slowed down a beat.

"Fire Escape·Huo Huo Miu Lost!" The sea of ​​flames covered a piece of land, but was swallowed by flying wood that gushed out nearly half of it.

The clash of swords, the ear-piercing sound of weapons clashing, and the continuous screams, filled with the smell of blood everywhere, the figure of Hashirama and Madara was particularly dazzling among them, their unrivaled speed and ferocity of attack, without People dared to intervene between the two, as if they were the only two left on the battlefield, standing out from the crowd and out of reach.

"Tsk!" Madara's pupils suddenly turned red, and his whole figure changed.Hashirama knew that he was under the illusion again, and the surrounding scenery did not change much, but he could no longer feel the chakra fluctuations of other people.

"Hashirama..." Unexpectedly, Madara spoke first, looking at his face, he should have consumed more. In terms of physical strength, Hashirama still has the upper hand, "...I still hope you take out Fight with all your strength."

"..." As usual,