People Are in Naruto, Start Dancing by Grabbing Madara's Neck

Unlike usual, a glum-looking Jarhead sat by the creek.

The lid of the pot with a slumped face, recalling that his younger brother almost died a few days ago, a burst of fear and regret made him think:

Let children go to the battlefield, more and more hatred and sacrifice, such a vicious circle of ninja world must have problems!

Thinking about it, Zhuoma clenched his hands tightly and unintentionally clenched into fists. He thought of what his younger brother Feima said a few days ago.

Make a pact with the enemy...stop the war...

"Is it really impossible... form an alliance to stop the war..."

Zhu Jian inadvertently whispered, and he had already noticed the rustling movement from behind from time to time.

But he was not afraid, because he was very familiar with these two auras.

Behind Hashirama stood two people, one tall and one short. They were Madara and Lu Chuan who met in the forest.

Madara, who was wearing blue-gray clothes, first "shh" to Lu Chuan, signaling him not to speak, Madara wanted to see what this "honest" pothead was worrying about.

Twirling his toes, he moved slowly towards the pillars bit by bit:

"Hey!"

Madara quietly walked behind Hashirama, and then suddenly jumped out from the side of Hashirama, making a bluffing look, which looked very funny.

But he was stunned, because Hashirama who raised his head and looked at him was not frightened, but frowned, as if he was thinking about some life problem.

Madara was not in the mood to be funny when he saw this, the usual optimistic Hashirama could be so serious, and he was also curious about what happened.

Madara coughed, crossed her hips and asked in a calmer tone:

"What's going on, I've been downcast since I came here today, what happened?"

Hashirama did not turn around, he was still staring at the tranquil water, as if the stream could wash away all his melancholy.

Hashirama turned his back to Madara, so that the two of them could not see his expression.Hashirama spoke slowly in an indifferent tone:

"Ask what this is for, I'm fine."

Testimonials

Guys, this book hits the shelves tonight at midnight.

Thanks to the editor Loach for giving me such an opportunity to sign a contract and put it on the shelves.

I also thank the book friends who have been able to accompany this book all the time, and thank you for your recommendation tickets, monthly tickets and rewards!

Your support has helped me a lot!Thank you for your support along the way!

You can see this all the time, it is already a great encouragement to me!

Now let's talk about this book.

This book, I believe those who read this book can also see that there is actually no outline in the first ten chapters.

Since the beginning of the book was written on a whim, I never expected the book to be signed.

This also led to me halfway through Cavin, and finally carried out a major revision of the work. Although the revision was not very successful, I was able to continue writing.

After the revision, a lot of pits were dug in the first thirty or so chapters, mainly because of the mysterious organization that appeared, the identity of the men in black, and their purpose.

It will fill in the holes a little bit later.

Many book friends complain that the Loulan chapter is boring, but he will be of great use in the future, so it is a must.

There are more rules...

I haven't thought about it yet, I'll talk about it tomorrow.

Finally, I hope you all had a great summer!

(I found a sad story, I couldn’t find my book in Biquge... I don’t know whether to be happy or sad. (ó﹏ò.))

By the way, if you don't see the update at 0 o'clock, you need to wait a little longer. You may not be able to find where to put the VIP chapter when it is first released.

Ask for the first order! ! !

The author also needs to have a meal, and I ask readers to be merciful.

Chapter 72 - The Riddler Get Out of Konoha!

Lu Chuan leaned against the tree behind Hashirama, with his arms around him, watching Madara who was worrying about Hashirama, his hair was blown by the breeze by the river.

beside the creek.

Hashirama sits on cobblestones.His expression was covered by the shadow of falling hair, making it impossible to see clearly.

Seeing his appearance, Madara was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that Hashirama had clearly experienced something.

He immediately adjusted his tone, trying his best to be kind:

"Okay, let's talk!" Madara crossed her hips, looked down at the pot lid from behind, and tried to see Hashirama's expression through his hair.

"fine."

Hashirama turned her head away, trying to hold back the tears in her eyes.

"Okay, don't be stubborn."