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

How dare this guy speak directly like that! !

wrong! !

Madara's face was a little nervous, and Hashirama, whose mouth was covered by him, was struggling constantly, but Madara, who had already panicked to the extreme, didn't pay attention.

That moonlit night was a shadow of childhood that Madara will never forget in her entire life.

How did this guy in Hashirama know? ! !

Could it be that this guy in Hashirama gave the medicine? ! !

correct!It's grilled fish!Grilled fish that night! !

Madara suddenly recalled that that evening, Lu Chuan, Zhujian and himself were grilling fish by a small stream.

And the fact that I was in the latrine... should only be known to the elders of the Uchiha clan and those who administered the medicine!

So, Hashirama! ! !

Madara tightly covered Hashirama's mouth, his face was flushed from the suffocation, and his neck was thick.

I didn't expect you to be a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes!How could he even engage in such insidious tricks! !

Hashirama shook his head frantically with his eyes wide open, and struggled to grab Madara's hand covering his mouth.

Seeing this, Madara calmed down a little.

He took two deep breaths, and he also realized that he seemed to have lost his mind just now.

Then Madara beckoned to Hashirama not to yell, and then slowly let go of his hand covering his mouth.

"Huh—drink—!!"

After pulling away Madara's hand, Hashirama bent down and took a few deep breaths, only then did he find evidence that he was still alive.

He straightened up, just about to say something to Madara, but a sense of powerlessness came to his heart.

Hashirama bent down again, supporting his knees to recover his strength.

……

After a while.

Hashirama explained everything to Madara.

Madara's complexion has turned into a pig's liver.

His face was gloomy, as if dripping water.

A pair of scarlet Sharingan looks especially eerie under the shadow of the hair.

He was silent for a while, and asked Hashirama again to confirm the situation:

"What you said is true? Do most of the Thousand Hands Clan know about it?"

Hashirama nodded, and sincerely affirmed the problem of spots:

"That's right, most of the Thousand Hands are discussing this matter."

There was a burst of depression in Madara's heart, and the pain in his chest was unbearable.

The most embarrassing thing about me was actually spread by a villain!

what!Where is the face of my Uchiha clan!

So sad.

He glanced around, only to realize that he seemed to have missed someone.

Lu Chuan?Where did Lu Chuan go?

and many more!

Madara carefully recalled the details of that evening.

dusk.

creek.

Grilled fish.

who handed it to me...

It's Lu Chuan! ! !

Madara's eyes widened, and his dissatisfaction with Lu Chuan suddenly reached its peak.

But he looked around again, but couldn't find any trace of Lu Chuan.

That is, when both Hashirama and Madara couldn't find Lu Chuan.

The Senshou and Uchiha tribes, who were unlocked by Lu Chuan, came here to investigate the identities of Madara and Hashirama, respectively.

The people of the two tribes hide their auras on the opposite banks of their respective rivers.

A few of them pushed aside the tall bushes in the woods, quietly watching the two standing on the cobblestones.

And Hashirama, who has already opened the limit of Mudun Xueji, is very sensitive to the breath of life around him.