[Naruto] I really don’t know how to use wood escape.

1

There is no family affection at all on the battlefield. Even if the person closest to you dies in front of you, you cannot reveal any flaws. You can only guard the body of the dead person and cover your eyes to mourn silently after the war.

As an Uchiha, you may not even have the chance to mourn, because only if you are strong enough can you win the respect of your tribe. All the blood and tears will turn into the one imprinted on the grave with the constantly rotating Sharingan. On people.

Only the Sharingan knows how much sadness is needed to allow life to continue as normal.

Madara Uchiha closed his eyes slightly in front of this small grave. On this day in March, his third brother was buried here.

Chilly raindrops dripped from the strange willows next to this funeral place. The willow leaves were either stretched or curled.

, but they all lowered their heads dejectedly. Uchiha Izuna shook the raindrops on his umbrella as if to vent the sadness in his heart.

"Bang Ge..."

How to start a topic? Or how to comfort the person in front of you? Izuna raised her lips slightly bitterly, not knowing how to express her words. Brother Madara never needed comfort, but such a tall back seemed to be bunched up as if it was smudged by ink, and gradually became curved. of arc.

Quan Na didn't know if it was his imagination, but the person in front of him was indeed not as tall as before.

"Bang Ge..."

When Izuna called out the name again, she saw Madara turn his head. The three magatama swirling in his eyes were so obvious, as deep as blood.

Yes, it is the Sharingan soaked in blood after all!

Like a curse, like the gangrene that attaches to the bone, it gives Sharingan Uchiha unattainable glory and also gives them a curse about love.

Madara's body was covered in blood-stained dark red armor. Even after being washed many times, the smell of blood seemed to be difficult to dissipate. He turned his head, and there was a faint greenish black under his narrow phoenix eyes, but he was still sharp, like a dagger. It's hard to imagine such a person standing here all night.

His younger brother died while fighting Yuyi.

During the truce during the Chinese New Year, Ming Ming smiled and said that he would bring back the delicious tofu skin sushi from nearby towns. Ming Ming said confidently before going to the battlefield: "Brother Madara, Brother Izuna, I will definitely come back! Remember! Wait for me!"

How could such a person die?

Madara's thin lips were pursed tightly, as if he was fighting against something.

Finally, he spoke.

"Quenna...I will protect you well."

Izuna tightened the hold of the guard in her hand. It was given to her younger brother during the New Year. The guard was given with such happy thoughts, but at this time it became the last relic.

"Brother Ban, we all need to be well..."

2

The slightly cold wind in March blew over Rong's cheek. Her fingers, after repeated training and her unique talents in perception and treatment, accurately pressed on the wound of Qianju Chuan who came to bandage it. This was a wound of only fifteen years old. year old boy.

At this moment, there was a faint blush on the face of the heroic young man with slightly dark skin. He felt the girl's gentle fingers pressing on his right arm, and an indescribable restlessness surged in his heart. This restlessness was telling the boy—— A little closer, a little closer.

A faint fragrance emerged from the girl's long cherry-colored hair, and her emerald eyes stared at her, seemingly filled with too much emotion.

"Then, um...please tell me your name!"

Feeling the young man's sudden nervousness, Rong raised his head in confusion.

"Hahaha, it's Chuan!"

Hashirama came over with a bento and leaned against Qiao. Qiao bared his teeth and hissed, then coughed a few more times, trying to maintain his majestic image in front of the girl.

Hashirama greeted Rong carelessly: "Good morning, Rong."

Then, he scratched his head and asked, "Chuai, why are you here?"

"Wrap the wound. By the way, why are Hashirama here? Are you injured?"

Chuan knew his friend very well. Hashirama's body healed very quickly, even faster than after treatment by a medical ninja. Therefore, if a medical ninja was used, it would usually be a very serious injury. Chuan I became nervous all of a sudden.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here to deliver food to Rong."

"As long as it's okay, I'm just telling you, how could Hashirama get hurt! No, that's not right! Rong? Do you know her?"

Hashirama is quite prestigious among young people. Everyone is secretly spreading the word "Iron Man Hashirama". It can be said that Hashirama's reputation is quite exaggerated. In a few years, there will be no Ban who will successfully succeed Buddha. Next words.

But this is a battle about the happiness of my life! Never let up!

Chuan became wary.

In fact, Chuan was quite conflicted before coming here. He didn't want to be looked down upon because of a minor injury, but he also wanted to use the injury to get close to the girl.

After all, according to rumors, girls are quite difficult to get close to.

No! How could such a gentle person not be approached?

It can only be said that girls are quite slow to the signals of love.

There are many competitors for him!

Hashirama looked like he suddenly realized: "Chuan, you were transferred here after the new year. Rong is quite famous here. There are so many people who come to her for bandages every day! As a result, Rong had to I didn’t even have time to eat when I stayed here, so Sister Shaye asked me to come here to deliver food.”

Thinking that he was also one of the people who tired Rong, Chuan felt a sense of guilt in his heart. He stood up abruptly and bowed, "Sorry, Miss Rong, I have troubled you!"

"It's okay. If you don't sit down, the wound will open."

Sure enough, even the voice was as gentle as I imagined!

Chuan seemed to be soaked in honey, his heart and eyes filled with happiness, "I am so happy to be comforted like this by Miss Rong after the battle!"

Hashirama looked at the man in front of him who was giggling in confusion. He handed the lunch box to Rong, "Rong, do you know what happened to him?"

Rong was also confused. The other person's inexplicable sense of happiness, it should be said, was confusing to anyone who came here for bandaging. A feeling would rise in her heart inexplicably, just like a believer who was favored by the gods.

Ah, humans are really weird.

3

While the victorious Senju was still resting happily, Uchiha's men had already gathered together and were preparing to launch a fatal sneak attack on the Senju. The target was the Hagoromo battlefield where the battle line was retreating again and again.

As an ally of Uchiha, Hagoromo had already sent a support signal to Uchiha for defeat. However, in order to relax Senju's vigilance, Uchiha Tajima postponed the order to respond to support from the year before to the end of the year. Now, It's time for Uchiha to launch a full-scale counterattack!

When Izuna walked to Madara's yard, Madara was sorting out combat supplies.

"Brother Ban, come back safely."

When Madara heard this, he couldn't help softening the edges on his face. He smiled and said, "Of course."

This is an extremely confident man. He must have gone into this war determined to win.

After his eyes were raised to three magatama, Madara also became the elite fighting force in the clan. Knowing that the clan leader's son had opened three magatama was a good encouragement to everyone, especially before a big battle. Almost everyone has the confidence to defeat Senju.

Of course, the main reason why Tajima delayed replying to Hagoromo was because Hagoromo was the enemy between Senju and Uchiha. If he blindly believed in their support, Uchiha would only be stabbed in the back.

The mission this time was not only to defeat the Senju, but also to retrieve the girl who was by the Nanga River that day, the girl who was suspected of having Wood Release.

This girl has always been a thorn in Tajima's heart.

I heard that she was on the battlefield. No matter what Buddha's considerations were, this girl, Uchiha, was determined!

In the morning light, the cold dew and the deep night, the Uchiha army silently embarked on the journey.

4

Fo Jian saw the research materials in his hand and sighed. The flickering light on half of his face looked blurry.

"Is it still not possible?"

Saya knelt down on the mat opposite to Buddha. Buddha had the highest respect for the most skilled medical ninja in the clan.

Saya also sighed, "No, although I used chakra to detect that there is still a destructive force in Rong's body, but that force seems to be sleeping and has not flowed, and I speculate that there is a different force The vitality of Chakra is maintaining her life, otherwise a person would not exist without Chakra!"

Fo Jian frowned: "Even the stimulation of blood can't make her awaken to use such power? Mentally, she should still be a child."

Saya held her heart, and the feeling of guilt there was quickly eliminated by her care for the clan. She replied sternly: "I searched all the information about Mu Dun in the clan. The awakened ones of Mu Dun are all like Uchiha. It was awakened after being greatly stimulated, so if you want to awaken the Wood Release, I'm afraid it won't work in an environment close to the battlefield, you have to actually be in the battlefield."

"But it's too dangerous to let someone who may have Wood Release go to the battlefield, even if the battlefield is the safest place for Hagoromo."

"Why don't you call Rong back? After all, even without the Wooden Senju, you are not afraid of Uchiha."

Shaye asked tentatively, there was still a trace of conscience left in her heart.

"No!" Fojian rejected the proposal. He seemed to stoop all of a sudden, his voice full of tired vicissitudes, "Shaye, you are still young, I am old, and my physical fitness is not as good as before. If, If there is one more Wood Release in the clan, Senju will not be defeated no matter what."

"Maybe peace is not far away. Can you understand? Saya."

"There will be no fighting, no blood, young lives will not be lost on the battlefield, there will be fewer children without parents and parents who have lost their children, and everyone will be able to grow up in a peaceful environment... Qianju, we need a wooden escape so much Got it!"

Shaye nodded, "I understand, Patriarch."

At this time, people could not ignore that this old man named Senju Buddhama had lost three of his children in the war.