She walked slowly to Madara and tapped his shoulder with a fan: "You, if I don't come out to meet the sun, I'll almost break the door and get you out...Is the kaleidoscope still used?"

"It's okay." Madara's eyes darkened and she said solemnly, "I won't let my father's sacrifice be in vain."

"It's really good that you can figure it out, Mr. Patriarch."

Hearing this title, his face suddenly flushed red, and he coughed a few times to relieve the embarrassment.

Madara looked at the lush cherry tree in the yard, and changed the subject unnaturally: "The cherry blossoms are blooming... When the flowering period ends, the war will start again."

He already has a brand new power, and he has been handling armaments and supplies for the past few days, just waiting to see the truth on the battlefield.

I'm really looking forward to seeing you next time.

Perhaps seeing the eager look in his eyes, Zhen Yang pursed his lips, but he still didn't say anything.

The use of the Kaleidoscope Shaker will have side effects. In the current situation, it is not easy for her to remind the other party to use this kind of power less. She can only hope that he knows what to do, treats it with caution, and will not be carried away by the powerful power.

The ability of the new type of writing wheel is naturally prohibitive. The blue-purple Tengu giant and the wooden dun among the thousand-handed pillars are fighting against each other on the battlefield. The others have to leave them a large area to avoid being affected by the two's ninjutsu.

Out of the corner of his hand, Tobirama glanced at the giant standing on the other side of the battlefield, his face terrified.

It's only been a long time since Uchiha has the power to compete with his big brother Mu Dun, how can Sharonyan be able to do this!

He looked at the stern woman in front of him, the scarlet three-goose jade writing wheel eyes were rolling in the bottom of his eyes, he quickly lowered his eyes and didn't look at her, but in his heart he thought that if the other party also had such power, he could There is no Mu Dun like the big brother to stop her.

Fortunately, it seems that this new type of writing wheel eye is not easily obtained, otherwise it will definitely be recorded in the history of Chishou and Uchiha's fighting from generation to generation.

The battle entered the white-hot stage. Compared with the immortal body of Senjuzhuma, Uchiha Madara's chakra obviously couldn't keep up with the use of the kaleidoscope, but because of his overbearing power, it also made the opponent fall into a big trouble.

The two sides were almost tied.

As the new patriarchs of the two clans gradually adapted to their identities, the battles between Senju and Uchiha became more frequent.

Hashima's machete collided with Madara's iron fan, and a harsh contention broke out.

"Madara! Now that we are both patriarchs, we can all ally to end the war! Do you want to continue like this forever!"

"You are too naive Hashimama! How can you guarantee that your clansmen will not go back on their word against Uchiha? My clansmen and my relatives have all died in the hands of Qianshou, and hatred is impossible to let go!"

"Madara!" Hasuma shouted, "Are you really going to give up our dreams! Don't think about yourself, at least think about Quanna and Mao! Do you have the heart to watch them die endlessly? Are you fighting!"

It's good not to mention it. When these two names are mentioned, Madara's expression suddenly turns hideous.

"It's useless to talk too much! Hashirama, let's fight!!"

The blue-purple Susanoo appeared on the chaotic battlefield in an instant, Hashima couldn't bear it, knowing that this man couldn't listen to his words, so he had to use Mudun to continue fighting with him.

Compared to the fierce fight between Hashima and Madara, Maou's side was obviously not feeling well. At first, she just thought that her state was not fully adjusted. When the fight started, the dull pain in her stomach gradually increased, and she realized what , her heart suddenly froze.

It was a good day, but she didn't expect her menstrual period to advance so much, which was undoubtedly a disaster for someone like her who often went to the battlefield.

Zhen Yang endured the falling pain from her lower abdomen and kept waving the knife in her hand, not daring to relax. Her beautiful face was bloodless, and her lips were red as if they were stained with blood.

Tobirama noticed that her movements were not as quick as before. Although she didn't know what happened to the other party, this was obviously a good opportunity for him to come back. He fought back and burst out all the breath he had held back before, forcing the opponent to retreat again and again, struggling to resist.

chap——

The tip of the knife sank into the flesh. The slight sound of the body rang in his ears, and Zhen Yang felt that his already unbearable lower abdomen was added with a layer of sharp pain, and the cold touch of the blade spread from the wound to the whole body, even breathing. There was a bloody smell.

Zhen Yang was already numb from the pain, she opened her mouth and couldn't make a sound. She swallowed the sweetness in her throat, her eyes were sharp like knives, as if she was about to tear the person close at hand to shreds.

Suddenly, she gave Tobirama a wicked smile, grabbed his shoulders before the latter realized that he was wrong, and rammed his head towards the bridge of his nose.

Tobirama was caught off guard by this sudden blow, and he never thought that this person could be so injured yet still burst out with such power, and was really shocked by her rogue-like behavior.

The blade was forced out of the opponent's body due to the impact. He wiped a bloody nose, looked fiercely at the unreasonable person in front of him, and spit out a word coldly.

"Maou Uchiha, you crazy woman!"

"Ha." When the latter heard this comment, she let out a short laugh. She held the knife in one hand and covered the wound on her abdomen with the other, spat out blood with difficulty, and her eyes were full of shocking madness.

Even though she seemed powerless to resist, Tobirama still did not let go of her vigilance. Different from the indifferent expression in the past, the expression of the person in front of her was even more lively——

Also more dangerous.

She is like a poisoned poppy. The more beautiful she is, the more deadly she is. There are countless people who died in her hands, far from being innocent.

Tobirama pulled back from the trance, clenched the knife in his hand and planned to take the opportunity to leave the person here, but just one step forward was interrupted by a kunai.