Even if the ninja world is at peace, everyone is dreaming and indulging in illusions. Human beings cannot reproduce and the future will definitely be extinct!

On the other side, Zhen Yang, who had come back to his senses, had a sullen expression on his face and couldn't help scolding: "Is he sick? I have spared no effort in changing Konoha over the years to check and balance the other four major countries. Is he trying to deny my efforts? !"

"Since this is the case, what are you dreaming about? I will pull the whole ninja world to have the worst nightmare, and no one is allowed to wake up without my permission!"

Tobirama: "Hi"

The brain is also a little abnormal.

Along the way, Maou's scolding voice, Hasuma's recollection of the past and Tobirama's unbearable scolding, occasionally mixed with Itachi's persuading sound and Orochimaru's sneering laughter from watching the lively, turned into a pot of porridge.

The group walked noisily through the mountains and forests with overlapping rocks, and what they saw was a vast and boundless plain.

Looking from a distance, the center of the battlefield is very chaotic, the wind and sand are wrapped in a dangerous atmosphere, and a white monster with ten tails stands between the sky and the earth, starting a tug-of-war with a huge ninja, surrounded by a large group of ninjas, trying to restrain them. its action.

"It's Madara over there."

The voice of the pillars attracted their attention, and everyone looked in the direction he was looking at. There were several people fighting in the not far away from the ten tails. Among them, a dark red figure stood out, fighting against the five shadows by himself. , the blue-purple Susanoo exoskeleton covers his body to block all attacks.

"Ah, it's him."

Tobirama said with certainty that he would never mistake Uchiha Madara's Chakra. With that said, he subconsciously glanced at Uchiha Mayo, only to see the woman's expressionless face, but she couldn't tell her anger or anger. She was so angry just now. It was surprisingly quiet for a while.

Uchiha Mao had simulated in his mind the situation where she and Madara met again, but after seeing it for real, her emotions were calmer than expected.

In this situation, she couldn't help but remember a small trivial matter that had long been sealed in the corner of her memory.

"Mara, you said that if one day I have to stand against you because of some concerns, what should I do then?"

In that distant time, on a quiet afternoon, she leaned peacefully on the man's broad back, closed her eyes and enjoyed the warmth of the warm sunlight shining on her body.

What were you thinking at that time?

He probably didn't think about anything, and spent every minute and every second of the time that would disappear at some point.

The questions asked were just whims, knowing what would happen in the future, she was afraid of facing the day when she had to be separated from the man.

If Ban really plans to leave Konoha one day, what will she do?

Will you follow along?

uncertain.

She will only stay in Konoha, because this is where she grew up.

At that time, Maou didn't know that there was not much time to wait for him, and he was simply worried about the upcoming day.

And how did Babe answer?

At that time, when the man heard his question, the hand holding the scroll stopped for a moment and then continued to read, thinking that it was a woman's unnecessary worry.

"There won't be that day."

Still unrelenting, she turned around and lay on the other's shoulders.

"But what if there really is?"

"Then—"

Banana paused, then pulled up a smile.

"According to your heart, you can have a clear conscience."

Zhen Yang pulled back his thoughts from his memories, how could he expect the things he once assumed would confirm the current experience, really called a world that is impermanent.

But like Madara said, she never regretted her choice.

Xu Shi noticed that someone was looking at him, and he noticed the familiar Chakra within the range of perception. Uchiha Ban suddenly stopped and slowly looked at a certain position. The five shadows on the opposite side did not dare to act rashly when they saw him. Invariably took a step back.

The next moment, the person in front of him disappeared in place in an instant, and when he looked again, Madara Uchiha had stepped on the towering boulder and looked down at the people below.

"Hashima! Let's fight!"

Maou: "..."

ignore me?

Zhenyang sneered and said, "Hashima, please deal with the ten tails first, and I'll catch up with him."

This cold swish tone made Hashirama shuddered, and when he glanced at her dark face, he couldn't help but feel a little gloating in his heart.

"Okay, I'll go." He gave a thumbs up and dragged his brother away.

Maou smiled and waved at them.

"Itachi, go and help too, as for Orochimaru..." Zhen Yang gave him a look, "You can do whatever you want."

Orochimaru spread out his hands, looking like I can't do anything about you anyway, and watched her leave.

Zhen Yang was walking on the pitted ground, his eyes staring straight at the figure standing against the wind. At the same moment, the other party looked back, and the eyes of the two met at a point in the void.

A thousand words, but a glance.

As he got closer, he discovered that Madara's resurrection was different from that of Brother Qianshou. There were no cracks unique to the dirt body on his body, but a real physical resurrection.

What exactly is going on here?

Who resurrected him? Uchiha Obito?

"spot......"

She has a lot to say and a lot of questions to answer.

But when she really stood in front of this person, she suddenly felt that those problems were not important anymore. At this moment, she was standing on one side, and she was on the other side, and they were opposites.

Madara Uchiha silently watched the familiar woman walking towards him step by step, a shimmer of light flashed in his lavender eyes, and as the other party approached, the blue and purple Susa bones around him were slowly dissipating, as if Specially greeted her arrival.

Madara stretched out her hand: "Maou, come here."

Hearing this sentence, Zhen Yang's heart trembled, but the blue veins on his forehead were throbbing.