Hokage women's clothing fools Madara, Hashirama won't let me go

Senju Itama walked alone in the familiar forest.

It is night.

There are insects and frogs all around.

Senju Itama could clearly hear the sound of the forest, but he could feel the faint, quiet breath like mist.

There is soft wild grass underfoot.

Senju Itama walked slowly, unable to hear his own footsteps.

This environment is actually abnormal.

But Senju Itama didn't want to break it.

Senju Itama knew that this was definitely not due to his own will.

Everything he saw before him was most likely because he was in a dream world.

No matter what the reason is.

Senju Itama would be grateful to be able to return him to the forest of his childhood.

Except for the familiar forest from childhood.

Here, there are also scenes of innocent souls demanding their lives, and every time it seems that Senju Itama is driven to the end.

Bathed in the sultry moonlight.

Senju Itama suddenly stopped and looked ahead quietly.

A figure flashed across his eyes like lightning, like a gathering of evil spirits.

The inexplicable phenomenon made Senju Itama feel that some unknown force was calling him.

When they encountered him for the first time, Senju Itama was still a little panicked, but after all, he was the younger brother of the second Hokage and had experienced great storms. How could his mind be so easily shaken.

Even though the scene I'm seeing now is so real.

Even every time, he would be struck down with a knife by the evil ghost, and his head would be in a different place...

Senju Itama always stood firm. He stood there and closed his eyes. The evil ghost in front of him looked like a handsome man with short light brown hair.

The eyes buried deep in the honey-colored skin are as bright as stars, reflecting Senju Itama's black and white hair and pale face.

Powerful resentment swept through Qianju Itama, but he stood unmoved and asked calmly: "Are you coming to take revenge on me again? Wajian."

The other party did not respond, but stood in front of him like a translucent wall.

Senju Itama sighed and said: "It's useless to fight here. Even if you kill me, it's just your dream."

Looking at each other with the enemy soul, Senju Itama said calmly: "Ltract me here and kill me countless times, so that you can rest in peace?"

Ghost's hands began to move. He raised his saber and poured the will to kill into the power in his hands.

No matter how Senju Banma moved, he could not escape the opponent's fatal blow.

The sword held tightly by the ghost was raised high, and he was about to slash it head-on at Senju Itama.

The moonlight seemed to be frozen, the surrounding fog began to stagnate, and the tension became increasingly high.

This is a murderous world, but Senju Itama remains as calm as before.

Senju Itama raised his left hand expressionlessly and suddenly caught the slashing blade. He could clearly see that the hand holding the blade became a little blurry.

Suddenly, Senju Itama and the enemy soul jumped on the ground at the same time and floated into the air.

The next moment, Senju Itama formed a seal with his hands, and a jet-black lightning burst out between the two.

The lightning struck at the ghost, but it just passed through.

During the brief moment of the duel, not a single trace of blood appeared.

In the dream world, there is no flesh and blood in reality.

For some reason, Senju Itama suddenly laughed, "Wama has been dead for many years and has never appeared in my dreams, but... ever since Madara shocked the four countries, I started to dream about Wama. Are you really Wajian..."

"Whoosh", a kunai shot from nowhere, causing Senju Itama's words to come to an abrupt end.

Senju Banma made a gorgeous gesture in mid-air, caught the flying kunai with his bare hands, and then threw it back in the direction it flew from.

While still kunai, Senju Itama suddenly said with a smile: "Aren't you Wama? Madara is not here, no one is with you, and you are lonely late at night, so you invade my dream? My dear sister..."

The terrifying fighting momentum came to an abrupt end.

This reaction made Senju Itama understand that this was the dream world of a sleeping beautiful girl.

Suddenly, the mist floating around turned into a vortex, floating in front of Senju Itama's eyes.

"Are you blaming me? Yan Bai..."

Senju Itama looked down at the ground, thinking about unanswered questions in his mind.

Under the silver moonlight, Senju Itama continued to move forward. Finally, he saw a mansion standing in the moonlight at the end of the road.

Senju Itama only hesitated for a few seconds before opening the door and walking in.

Inside is an empty and wide dojo.

The floor is a shiny wooden floor.

In the center of the dojo, Senju Itama saw a noble and elegant slender figure.

The other person's back was turned to him, but Senju Itama, who had been among women for a long time, immediately noticed many details from the back figure in front of him.

The girl in front had silver hair, fair skin and rosy skin, and a slender figure. Her unique temperament made him recognize at a glance that this was his sister who had been sleeping for many years.

"Yan Bai, did you misunderstand something? Wajian was not killed by me."

Senju Itama stood tall and proud, indescribably calm and composed, and showed a different elegance and elegance from his brother.

Senju Itama has admired his eldest brother Hashirama and second brother Tobirama from the bottom of his heart since he was a child. He has been engaged in the internal affairs of the clan all year round, and also has to balance the conflicts between the women in the back house. He has grown into a clan leader who is good at dancing and full of courage.

"If you didn't let him turn green at the bottom of the sea, he wouldn't have died so early, right?"

Yan Bai stood up slowly in front of him. He had experienced many crises. No matter what scene he faced, he always had a weird and frightening charm. Just a simple movement made people unable to look away.

In the past, Yan Bai was in tit-for-tat confrontation with everyone, but his four brothers always stood by him.

But today, Yan Bai was standing on the opposite side of Qianshou Banjian.

"Yan Bai, when we were young, we laughed and played, but when we grow up, we will become a life-and-death enemy?" Qianju Banjian sighed, "Thinking like this really makes me sad."

Yan Bai closed his eyes and murmured for a while before saying: "Wakjian..."

Senju Itama lowered his eyes: "I didn't kill him."

Yan Bai had no expression on his face: "Wakjian..."

"I didn't kill him! How many times did you ask me to say it! I just mentioned it to that woman casually, I never thought she actually did it." Senju Itama exclaimed with a look of unbearable: "Yes , I admit that my interest is abnormal, but, I did not kill him——"

Yan Bai looked at Qianju Banjian calmly, just watching quietly.

"Why do you want to blame me? I just accidentally mentioned "Ma Feng" to that woman, but she turned around and used it on Wajian. What does it have to do with me? "

Senju Itama lowered his face and sobbed as if from his mouth.