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ash……

ruins……

Since and these words are very appropriate for the tragic situation.

The purple-clothed woman was so calm when she disappeared that Uchiha Madara could not tell whether she was really dead or fake.

This is the huge deep valley formed during their previous duel.

Everything was devastated as if it had been torn apart by a storm.

This is a man-made natural disaster.

Uchiha Madara listened to the screams coming from the night wind, and he was alone in the darkness.

The cold, damp air smelled rancid.

Did the old guy... finally disappear?

Is it really the end?

Or is it just an exit, will she make a comeback?

Not much contact with this old woman.

But because of her too "frank" personality, Uchiha Madara still understood a lot.

That woman is pure madness.

Her purpose - to play with everyone;

Her interest - toying with everyone;

Her hobby - toying with everyone;

Her behavior - playing tricks on everyone

Uchiha Madara can no longer control so much, he knows that his end is approaching again.

Death is not a terrible thing, but...

Uchiha Madara's beautiful image flashed across his mind, and he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

The memories of his two lives eroded Uchiha Madara's consciousness like a revolving door.

Looking at the memories of this long life, the pain he brought to Yan Bai was many times greater than the happiness. He clearly didn't want this. Seeing those memories, he felt strongly about what he had done, and even felt a sense of guilt in his heart. .

The guilt rolled up into a strange vortex, flowing, increasing, changing, violating, and sprouting over and over again, sweeping around Uchiha Madara.

All kinds of strange sounds swirled in my ears.

It's like a curse, like a blessing, a weird murmur.

There is something in the wind that shouldn't be there.

However, that feeling of guilt was instantly denied by Uchiha Madara.

He said to himself in his heart: "I am not wrong!"

He is such a person.

When you choose your own path forward.

Why regret it?

Why sigh?

Why be surprised?

What result is correct?

Who determines the so-called correctness?Who will admit it?Who will bear the consequences?

Stupid question…

"Dad...ancestor, she..."

Mu Ye's trembling voice came from behind.

Uchiha Madara did not turn around. He slowly sat on the ground and said, "Well, it may not be possible to kill her, but in a short period of time, she should not be able to force your mother to do anything again."

"But daddy..." Mu Ye came to the side with a worried look on his face. He felt the death sign on Uchiha Madara's body, and his voice trembled.

Uchiha Madara wanted to raise his hand to touch Muye's head, but found that the child seemed to be much taller than before. Moreover, now Uchiha Madara's small movements would accelerate the loss of life, so he gave up such actions.

Uchiha Madara looked up at the bright moon and said calmly: "Ah... I will die, but don't worry, I have lived too long, it is enough."

The voice just fell.

Yan Bai's cold voice came from not far away, "You are always so willful and decide to die without permission. Have you ever thought about the feelings of other relatives?"

Uchiha Madara sneered. It was too hard to change his position, so he gave up.

A gust of night wind blew by, and Yan Bai was in front of Uchiha Madara in an instant.

"No matter how many years pass by, you are still as beautiful as the bright moon..."

Uchiha Madara couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Praise me, and I won't give you a good look." Yan Bai sat opposite Uchiha Madara with a cool posture, and he said quietly: "Are you going to die again?"

"Yes~ I'm sorry." Uchiha Madara's attitude was calm, "It's impossible for a person like me to become your system. I can't bear to watch you build friendships and bonds with others all the time. Whether it's a man or a woman, I will feel An eyesore.”

Yan Bai closed his eyes with a headache and said, "You are really annoying."

Uchiha Madara slowly raised his hand and put it on Yan Bai's shoulder. He said softly: "You gave me two wonderful lives, thank you very much... However, I don't think you want to be like me. Let the annoying guys be together forever, so don’t resurrect me again and let me rest in peace.”

"Do I have to die?" Yan Bai said helplessly.

"You know me best, you should understand my mood, right?" Uchiha Madara smiled.

"I won't miss you." Yan Bai's expression was cold.

"Really?" Upon hearing those words, Uchiha Madara's smile deepened.

Yan Bai blinked, looked up at the sky, and said quietly: "...I hate you the most..."

"Really?" Uchiha Madara asked in the same tone.

"Yes." Yan Bai nodded decisively.

"The opposite of love is not hate, but disregard." Uchiha Madara was still smiling, "Thank you, Yan Bai."

"Ah...you are really..." Yan Bai frowned.

Uchiha Madara lowered his head, his hand still resting on Yan Bai's shoulder, and he said: "There is absolutely no turning back on the journey, no matter how dark it is, I won't worry anymore, just keep going, Yan Bai..."

Yan Bai said angrily: "I tell you, the old lady will not die, why are you so desperate? Who will I use to stop her if you die?"

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Uchiha Madara's expression made Yan Bai feel very funny, and he actually laughed out loud.

Yan Bai stretched out a hand and pinched Uchiha Madara's neck with his index finger and thumb.

"God·Double Heavenly Return Shield", which had not been used for a long time, was activated immediately.

A bright yellow light enveloped Madara Uchiha.

Uchiha Madara's body is not a product of the ninja world, and has long been separated from the life and death of the ninja world.

If it was not a normal death, no one could stop Yan Bai.

Feeling that his lost life force was gradually replenishing, Uchiha Madara smiled bitterly, and asked with an ugly face: "How are you sure that the old guy is not dead?"

Under the clear moonlight, silver light fell on Yan Bai like a halo, and his face was like a graceful and delicate statue.

Yan Bai looked at Madara Uchiha and said, "Tell me the whole thing, word for word."

After a few minutes...

After listening to Uchiha Madara's explanation, Yan Bai said "Oh" and a slight sigh appeared on his lips. "You are really... so naive!"

Uchiha Madara's expression darkened.

"My mother must not have been involved in this matter, right?" Yan Bai covered his forehead. His words were interrogative, but his tone was affirmative.

Uchiha Madara pondered for two seconds and nodded: "Yes, your mother did not agree. She said we would never succeed, but I am unwilling to succumb to fate..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Bai said helplessly: "Bann, my mother is right."

"Why?" Uchiha Madara was a little excited and couldn't help but raise his voice a bit.

Under the silver, a sweet female voice circulates in the sky with the cold wind.

"Madara...even in our world, the old lady has many bodies...you can't kill them all..."