People are in Konoha, starting from the teacher Uchiha Madara

Chapter 81 The Twilight Belonging to Her
The mountain road is actually not easy to walk, but the surrounding scenery can soothe the exhaustion of the body and mind.

Accompanied by nature along the way, breathing the fresh air, no matter how you think about it, it is extremely comfortable, but all kinds of flowers and plants that cannot be named make Lu Sheng feel ashamed, muttering in his heart Waiting for him to return to the village, let Feijian sort out A ninja nature magazine.

Occasionally, some surprises will come to your door in the winding and rugged path, and all kinds of lost animals have entered Madara's stomach.

Facing the brilliant sunset, he jumped onto the branches, and Lu Sheng drove away the birds waiting for food with his hands, and packed all the red fruits dyed by the setting sun into the backpack on his shoulders.

In order to check whether it is safe, Lu Sheng jumped off the branch, and under Madara's watchful eyes, he made a seal and let the shadow clone try to eat it.

While waiting for the poison to come out, the shadow clone kept swearing at him, until he felt relieved before disappearing in front of them, Lu Sheng, who had finished arguing with him, nodded to Spot
Can eat!

Along the mountain road, the view becomes wider and wider, and the smoke from the cooking in the small town in the distance floats into the air together to form gray-white smoke waves, which undulate under the floating autumn wind.

They have been away from the Blood Pond clan for several days, and Lu Sheng told Madara about Kuan. After he learned the news, he didn't blame Lu Sheng for making his own claims, but thought about it without saying anything.

Lu Shengneng could see from his gaze that he acquiesced. Times are changing, and some things in the past have to change accordingly.

If you insist on staying the same, the end will definitely end badly.

Hiroshi Hiroshi, a migrant worker, with the dream of redeeming himself and his name, hid in the twilight and watched Uchiha's contemporary patriarch from a distance, and disappeared above Hell Valley.

After screening the blood pool clan held in the camp, they were re-exiled to Hell Valley. They should be able to stay for many days without a leader.

The monitoring work continued to be done by Chihe, waiting for the next wave of rotation in the clan.

The downhill mountain road was a bit steep, and the long jumping scroll hit Lu Sheng's back, bringing him back to his senses.

There were only the two of them in the quiet mountain forest, and the frequency of birdsong seemed to keep up with their steady steps, long and ethereal.

The quiet atmosphere was just right for chatting. Madara wiped the red fruit in his hand until it was extremely shiny. Feeling the sweetness on the tip of his tongue, he said vaguely, "I heard that the leader of Yunyin Village named himself Raikage."

"Hmm, Hokage of the Land of Fire, Raikage of the Land of Thunder, do you have any questions?" Lu Sheng, who was biting the red fruit crisply, also answered vaguely.

Madara stopped suddenly.

Lu Sheng, who was staring at the pulp, almost bumped into him, and the rich juice sprinkled on his fingers with the flip of his wrist, which seemed a little sticky.

Madara, who turned around, lost his eyes slightly, looked at the confused disciple, and said, "Konoha and Hokage, you must not forget who started it."

Throwing the few fruit cores in his hand to the side of the road, Lu Sheng, who wiped his fingers, said to his face, "Konoha, I know it was made by the teacher. Could it be Hokage?"

"It's Hashirama." Madara, who turned his head away, took a brand new tissue from Lu Sheng, wiped his palms and looked at the stretching mountain road, "Those things in Yunyin Village who don't know what they are, dare to take the 'shadow'. I really don’t know how much I am with the name on my body.”

Lu Sheng took out two more red fruits from his backpack and said hesitantly, "So the teacher is going to block the door?"

"Well, that's a good idea." Madara snatched the good fruit from Lu Sheng, "I'm going to visit the other big countries who dare to call it 'shadow', and check whether they have the strength to afford it. "

Lu Sheng, who was wiping the fruit, muttered in his heart, why does he feel that the teacher has become the quality inspector of Ninja Chukage, and he couldn't help but mourn in silence for those kage who are far away in the sky, and especially those who are about to face various international disputes in the village Between the pillars, silence.

"Does Hokage need to be tested?" Lu Sheng, who was playing with the red fruit, asked curiously.

In an instant, the fruit he had just wiped clean ran into Madara's mouth, making a crisp "click".

Lu Sheng, who wanted to cry without tears, could only take out another red fruit from his backpack. After careful observation, it was still eaten by moths. He pulled out a short knife and began to perform a perfect dissection operation in his hand. Food cannot be wasted.

Going down the mountain is always faster than going up the mountain. After finishing the red fruit in the backpack, the two came to the foot of the mountain and walked towards the town along the road of Tango Country.

The stones at his feet kept shaking, and Lu Sheng, who was a ninja, keenly felt something moving at high speed on the other side of the road, causing the ground to vibrate.

"It's the sound of horseshoes." Madara, who was listening attentively, looked thoughtfully at the road shrouded in dusk.

Lu Sheng, who was blinded by the setting sun, did not notice the change in Madara's face.

"Horse hooves?"

This made him feel novel. There was no war in Tangzhi. There would not be such a dense cavalry, and it would not be ninjas. Such a person who wants to drag racing will choose a horse-drawn carriage.

The rumbling sound was getting closer and closer like thunder on dry land. The two standing on the side of the road looked at the end of the road curiously.

Suddenly, the appearance of the man galloping on the horse at the front made Lu Sheng speechless in surprise. Even if it was the hair blown away by the wind, he would never forget that face.

Between the Thousands of Hands.

He decided to take back what he just said. In the ninja world, there are ninjas who travel on horseback, such as Madara and Hashirama.

A loud neighing sound came from the other side of the horizon, and horses of different colors stepped on the mountain road in the setting sun, making Lu Sheng stunned when he saw the Uchiha elite ninja.

Counting the family emblems on the other people, the lineup was not so luxurious when capturing Kyuubi, are you playing blitz to destroy the country of soup and the country of thunder?

But before he could think about it, behind the silver-haired man driving the carriage, a touch of pretty purple caught his attention.

It's Zhili.

Lu Sheng, who was carrying the scroll, danced and waved his arms on the side of the road, but he didn't call out her name because of his shyness.

But some people were different. Hashirama, who was leading the horse, did not slow down at all, let go of the rein with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Madara!"

Spots of joy shone in his pupils, and he waved his hands with a smile on his face without answering.

The galloping horses passed by them like lightning, Madara grabbed Hashirama's hand, stood firmly on the horseback and enjoyed the blowing of the north wind.

Ok.

Very Uchiha Madara style.

Standing there, Lu Sheng finally got his carriage. The gentle purple-haired girl on the carriage raised her eyebrows, and stretched out her hand to him with a smile in her clear eyes, expecting his response.

The brilliant sunlight sprinkled on her fair and tender face, reflecting the bright smile, made Lu Sheng feel in a daze and thought to himself, what a beautiful dusk, when the girl's whispers came to his ears, he understood that the dusk was born because of her. beautiful.

The sound of the wheels turning at high speed and the sound of the horse's hooves kicking made him have no time to think, and hurriedly grabbed the girl's catkin.

The palms of the two held tightly, feeling each other's remaining warmth, Zhili smiled, and suddenly pulled upwards to pull the stunned Lu Sheng into his arms.

(End of this chapter)