Konoha Qiweiju

Chapter 126
With Hashirama here, Zhenxiu is naturally not afraid of Madara turning his face.

But it's really embarrassing to say these things now.

Also out of date.

Hashirama waved his hand and said, "Zhenxiu, let's serve two side dishes."

Zhenxiu nodded slightly, and didn't care about it.

Today, as a six-star chef, he can already control everything in Qiweiju.

There is no way to threaten him about whether to give money for meals.

It's just that thinking about the mess left by Madara back then caused him a lot of trouble, and he felt unhappy for a while.

Zhenxiu looked at the two silent giants of the ninja world in front of him, and instead of cooking immediately, he took out a wine jar.

"Brother-in-law, Mr. Madara. This is the wine I brewed myself. It's called Zui Sheng Meng Shi. It was just made a few days ago, and I haven't given it to anyone yet. Are you interested in having a drink?"

"Drunkenness? Good name. It's worth drinking for this name."

Madara laughed, as if looking forward to it.

Zhenxiu looked at Zhujian.

"I'm interested too."

Hearing this, Zhenxiu took out two wine bowls and placed them in front of them.

Not too big, not too small, a cup is just enough for five taels.

Take out the wine jar, Zhenxiu lightly, impartially, two glasses of wine are full.

Two cups of light wine, old friends with green lights.

The wine is very clear, as clear as water.

Madara didn't talk nonsense, took out the wine bowl, and poured it down his throat.

This wine is clear and refreshing.

Madara swallowed it in one gulp, and felt no discomfort at all.

Just three seconds later, her throat felt hot and her stomach felt warm.

"Good wine!"

Madara couldn't help but praise.

At this time, Zhujian had already swallowed the wine into his throat.

"The biggest trouble for people is that their memory is too good. Because they remember a lot of things, they will become unhappy. If they can start from scratch every day, they may be a lot happier. But it is very difficult. I can only choose to escape from this world by dreaming and dreaming. troubles."

As Zhenxiu said, he filled the wine bowls for the two of them again.

"Brother-in-law, Mr. Madara, which one do you belong to?"

late at night.

A little cold.

The lights of Qiweiju are a little yellowish.

The silhouettes of the two were reflected in the clear wine glass.

The atmosphere is still silent.

Neither of them answered Zhenxiu's words.

The wine is glass after glass.

In the quiet Qiweiju, there is only the sound of Zhenxiu pouring wine.

After a long time, Madara drank another cup.

"Drunk and dreamed...Drunk and dreamed and dead... Hahaha, but I, Uchiha Madara, have never been so sober in my life. Zhenxiu boy, the barbecued pork rice I ate at your place last time was good, make me another one."

"It's a dish of ecstasy."

Zhenxiu corrected helplessly, and then looked at Zhujian.

"Brother-in-law, do you want it?"

Hashirama nodded.

Zhenxiu heard the words and started to act.

Depressed ecstasy meal.

Ten years later.

Madara came to this small shop again.

Madara is still Madara, but he is not the boy he was before.

rice!

BBQ pork!

Green vegetables!

Fire cloud egg!
This series of things, all in one go.

Just 2 minutes.

Two ecstasy meals were placed in front of Hashirama and Madara.

Madara picked up the chopsticks and ate heartily.

"Madara, why did you come back this time?"

After such a long time, Hashirama finally couldn't help asking.

Madara stopped her chopsticks and turned to look at Hashirama.

"What do you think I'll come back for?"

There was silence between the columns.

Madara sneered.

The chopsticks moved again.

Not for a while, a bowl of dejected ecstasy has bottomed out.

Spots are fast.

It was so close that Zhenxiu felt that he hadn't eaten for several days.

After eating, Madara didn't stop there.

Instead, he stretched out his right hand and took the bowl of ecstasy rice in front of Zhujian.

"Seeing that you are not hungry and don't want to eat, I will not be polite."

Before Hashirama had time to speak, Madara started eating again.

Zhenxiu was even more sure, Madara probably hadn't eaten for several days.

The dignified Shura of the ninja world really has no cards.

Another bowl.

Bottom out quickly.

"Madara, can we go back to the past?"

Hashirama said again.

The moment he said it, he was looking forward to Madara's answer.

It didn't take long for Madara to shatter his fantasy.

"Hashirama, you are still so naive. I came back this time for nothing but four words."

Madara raised her head, her slanted bangs were windless, her eyes were exposed, and she looked directly at Hashirama.

The pattern of the eternal kaleidoscope is full of evil spirits.

"Destroy Konoha!"

The plain four words carry boundless killing intent.

That seriousness is not a joke.

Hashirama's heart tightened, feeling that Madara in front of him was extremely strange.

"you……"

"Hashirama, I'm not joking this time. Come on, either kill me and save Konoha. Or be killed by me and let me destroy Konoha."

There was a hint of madness in Madara's eyes.

"Madara, are you serious?"

The column said solemnly.

"Of course!"

"I won't let you do this!"

"Then try to stop me!"

In an instant, Madara had disappeared.

Hashirama looked into the distance, but also disappeared.

Their blinking was so fast that Zhenxiu didn't even have time to react.

The pinnacle of the ninja world is not just talking.

Even if they are not good at the instant body technique, it is unmatched by others.

"Brother-in-law..."

Watching the two escape, Zhenxiu walked out of Qiweiju.

Under the moonlight, they didn't know what kind of battle they would go through.

The white-haired man walked out from under the shadow of the moon and gradually approached Zhenxiu.

"Brother Feijian, you are here."

Tokai nods.

"It's time to end between them."

"Can it really end?"

"Yes. The elder brother is far stronger than Madara. Over the years, the elder brother has been giving way to Madara. He also has the strongest fairy art that he has never used. Even if Madara returns with Kyuubi, he is not the opponent of the elder brother."

"Immortal technique..."

Zhenxiu whispered, and the picture in memory appeared in his mind.

That battle was earth-shattering.

Only the future Fourth Ninja World War can be compared.

"True cultivator, I want to taste the wine you brought out just now."

"Brother Feijian is so interested today? I remember you don't drink at all."

Zhenxiu said in surprise.

"Try it."

"come in."

Fill the glass, fill the glass again.

The two sat facing each other, with the wine jar aside.

Picking up the wine glass, before drinking it, he moved his nose and said in a low voice: "This wine is good, it has the aroma of malt."

"Oh? Expert."

The corners of Feijian's mouth were slightly raised, and he poured the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Tobema, who hadn't had a drink for a long time, felt as though his throat was on fire.

"Cough cough..."

After choking twice, Feijian finally came to his senses.

Looking rather embarrassed.

This is the first time Zhenxiu has seen such a room.

"Brother Feijian..."

He waved his hand, indicating that it was okay.

"Many years. Really many years."

He muttered to himself, but Zhenxiu didn't understand what he meant when he said it had been many years.

I just feel that something is not quite right today.

Feijian picked up the small wine jar at the side, pointed it to his mouth, and poured it with his head raised.

It was as if what was in it was not wine, but water.

Today's Torizam is a little out of control.

(End of this chapter)