[Comprehensive] Sweet Uchiha

"Maybe it's a tone of relief that your unfilial son has finally grown up?"

Lan leaned against the support pillar under the eaves and spoke uncertainly.

Madara glanced at her, moved over with his hands on the floor, and leaned against the pillar together.

"You're hopeless, Lan," he complained.

Probably because he has been with Lan for a long time, in front of her, Uchiha Madara will occasionally complain or complain about something, or someone he doesn't take seriously at all.

For example, one of the fish he hates the most is sardines. Madara could literally use his lifelong writing skills to describe its taste.

Xia Mulan was dissatisfied: "That's your illusion. Lan Jiang, I love the young people of the new society. Guys from the old society like you won't understand."

Yes, she also started Time Black.

"That's what you skipped this week. What's that called? Oh, it's the reason for the video class?" Madara hit the nail on the head. He is indeed a powerful ninja who knows how to hit his opponent's weaknesses powerfully.

"Hmph!" Lan, who was unable to refute, turned sideways and slapped her hands on the young man's beautiful face. "Shut up!" The girl became angry.

"Crack!"

In Madara's helpless eyes, the sound of palms and cheeks colliding was heard.

Standing next to me was a smiling Izuna—Is that why I have no sense of existence?

Really unable to stand the stupid and clumsy conversation between Nissan and his friend, he decided to say something to express the fact that "I am here".

"Nissan's shogi game has been getting better and better recently, Natsume-san——" He didn't finish his words.

"Hey, this isn't a boring thing!" He was interrupted by Lan Jian's angry voice.

"Is Natsume-san also like this-" He tried to interrupt again.

"It's really boring. If you can't help it, let Huo He call a few children to come over and play with you?" Then Nissan also spoke vigorously over his gentle voice, seemingly in a good mood and suggested.

"Okay, okay, Lan-chan, I can also be a quiet and beautiful girl!" Xia Mulan patted her chest and assured confidently.

Uchiha Izuna finally gave up. He knew that every time his brother and Natsume-san got together, there would be no one else to talk to.

Obviously it wasn't like this when I was a kid.

Quan Nai looked at the two people over there who were very happy no matter what they said - Tsk, since you are both so ignorant.

He smiled gently again, like a wise man who had pearls of wisdom and could see through everything.

Then I will continue to laugh and watch you become good friends.

Nissan, please don't suddenly wake up.

After Ah Q finished all this, Quan Nai, who felt happy and victorious, didn't care about the conversation over there, which was like that of a kindergarten child, or the way his brother suddenly acted in a way that lowered his age.

He leisurely called the Uchiha Fire Core to deal with various affairs within the clan.

The conversation here continues.

When it was training time, Uchiha Madara left the corridor where he was sitting and walked to the martial arts field. He looked at the targets and wooden pillars used to practice physical skills around him. His face became serious, and his sharp eyes looked at the rows of people with disdain. Arrange the shelves for weapons.

Finally, he took out the sickle and fan that he used most easily from the scroll, and pointed his finger at the white sword that was playing happily with the children of the Uchiha clan.

"Come here." He said these words.

With a confused look on his face, Tsurumaru, who was called out, pointed his finger at himself, "Big shock!"

Although he likes to cause trouble, Tsurumaru is very sensible (so he thinks so) and says that he can't stand it. He has felt the murderous intention from the little lady's friend a long time ago, which burned the entire place where he was like a Buddhist fire.

It feels like being unable to stop and being torn into pieces by such murderous intent.

So he usually avoids this human named Uchiha Madara. When the young lady is with him, Tsurumaru consciously won't show up.

Although he is a sword after falling from the dark side, he is also optimistic and positive in cherishing life.

But being called out like this, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's golden eyes looked directly at Uchiha Madara - if it were dyed red, it would become more like a crane, wouldn't it?

He slowly walked towards the martial arts arena, and as he walked, he took out the sword blade from the scabbard on the left side of his battle uniform.

"Hey!" Tsurumaru held the sword in his right hand across his chest, and held the scabbard in his left hand to resist. His golden pupils showed fighting spirit, "Hey, don't let me get bored."

The same goes for Uchiha Madara. He looked disdainfully at the black gloves holding Tsurumaru's sword. He fanned with a ball in one hand and a sickle in the other. "Humph" - he chuckled softly.

Speaking of which, there are actually many details that show that Izuna and Madara are brothers, one of which is that their voices as adults have a softness to them.

The difference was that Ou Doudou's gentle tone completely integrated this gentleness, while Madara's overbearing and disdainful way of speaking gave this gentleness a taste of contempt and ridicule.

Everyone who was facing each other in the training ground was in a state of despair. Their attention was focused on each other, so they didn't notice at all - the girl who had originally agreed to watch quietly on the side frowned hard.

She stared intently at the fan and the scythe in Madara's hand, her blue eyes wide open and not missing any detail.

Yes, it's the same pair.

After her grandfather died when she was a child, Xia Mulan saw and touched the fan and sickle left by him countless times, and she had firmly remembered them in her heart.

She looked up sharply, shifting her gaze from Madara's weapon to him.

When Lan saw the familiar black man, she felt a little dazed. She quickly turned her eyes away and never looked at Madara again.

What should I do? ——Lan thought in panic.

In her mind, the yellowed and blurry scenes of her childhood slowly became clear again. Yes, she had met a kind-hearted grandfather.

——Stop! Do not think!

A voice roared.

No, that's just a similar blood relationship. Stop, Lan, didn't you know that before?

She stood up in confusion, "Ding Bell!" The little bell on the girdle made a sound to indicate its presence, and the small scroll hanging on it dangled back and forth, very cute.

Madara had asked her enviously before where she could buy such a convenient space scroll. There had never been scrolls of this style for sale in the Land of Fire. They were all very big ones.

Lan was still very proud at the time, holding a small bell in his hand and spinning it in front of him all day long, and deliberately shaking it from time to time to make the bell make a crisp sound.

Now the sound became harsh - the girl grabbed it and threw it hard to the ground.

The two men were fighting fiercely on one side. No, one side was completely suppressing the other. The young man who once again used his fan to blow away the silver-haired sword noticed the movement on Lan's side.

He stopped attacking and looked in Ran's direction. There was a sharp blade breaking through the fluctuations in the air. Without even looking, he raised the sickle to block the blow, and by the way, he lifted Tsurumaru far away.

Madara walked towards Xia Mulan, who suddenly became strange, squatted down, and wanted to touch her forehead with his hand.

"Crack!" was the sound of the hand being opened quickly.

He looked at her in astonishment.

Suddenly, the girl in front of her looked confused but determined. She cut the air, and a large black gap appeared in front of her.

Lan stepped on her wooden clogs and walked toward the gap. Madara, who felt something was wrong, held the girl's hand hard, but was dragged along by her.

"Earth Escape! Earth Escape! Earth Escape!" The young man in desperation used his inexperienced Earth Escape to prevent Lan from walking into the dark comrade.

He had a hunch that something terrible had happened, which was why the girl had such an expression.

Seeing the thick earth wall in front of her, Lan turned her head. She looked at him quietly: "Let go, Madara."

"Calm down." Uchiha Madara changed his hands to hold the girl's shoulders.

He couldn't let go. His keen senses since childhood told him not to let Lan go in. He said, "Where are you going? I'll be with you."

But he still compromised. He couldn't refuse Lan. This was an obvious thing. So, even if it was a terrible premonition, please let him go along and witness it.

Xia Mulan shook her head. She didn't think about anything at this time and was able to smile very gently. This was the same smile as her grandfather when he made that decision when he was young.

"That's a place you can't go." It seemed like the plot had been reversed. Now she was comforting the young man in front of her.

Lan glanced at the fan and sickle that were thrown to the ground so that Madara could hold her with his free hand, and then looked at the anxious friend in front of her.

Determination flashed in her eyes, and she wanted to figure this out immediately.

The water vapor in the air gradually gathered together, seeped into the earth wall in front of them, and then turned into ice crystals in an instant, and then turned into powder in seconds. Such a thick earth wall also collapsed in front of the two people.

Scales with growth rings as patterns gradually grew on Xia Mulan's neck, and her blue, round pupils gradually became elongated, making her look less like a human being.

Water vapor appeared all over the sky around Natsume Ran in this state. As the scales gradually increased, extending from her neck to her face, she raised her head and looked at Uchiha Madara, "Are you scared when you see it for the first time?"

Lan didn't know why, but she was even in the mood to continue such a silly conversation with Madara.

"Would you not leave if you weren't afraid?" The young man with long black hair pulled him harder. He could usually hit a person far away with a casual blow, but now, he was holding him down with almost all his strength. Zhilan seemed to have no feeling at all.

"This is not possible." The girl dragged him and almost stepped into the gap.

"ran!" Uchiha Madara shouted.

The girl who was very seriously transformed into a dragon turned her head. One of her feet had already stepped into the gap with a wooden clog, and she was facing a pair of red eyes.

The black magatama inside started to spin, and soon seemed to be connected into a ring.

"I said, don't leave, you idiot!"

In the black and red space, Natsume Ran stood on the wasteland. Only Uchiha Madara's voice sounded around. In the blood moon in the sky, the same black magatama was spinning.