Hokage: Warring States Gu Master, Dance with Madara

"Yes, Quan Na is so smart. As long as you understand the essence, your sword skills will have no flaws. The enemy can predict where your sword will land based on your habits, movements, and eyes. But if your target If it’s his whole body, he won’t be able to predict it.”

Aburame Sogetsu rubbed Izuna's hair. She was so cute and smart. What good deeds had Madara done in his life to have such a little angel brother?

"I understand, Brother Cang Yue... Brother didn't mean to be angry with you, he was afraid that you would be deceived by Qingshu," Quan Nai put his hands on his chin and said angrily: "Brother didn't let him in, he was Deliberately sowing discord.”

"I know. I only want beauty. I won't listen to what he says. What's more... Madara doesn't even bother to deal with people weaker than himself."

Madara, who had just finished sparring with Uchiha Kiyuki at the training ground, happened to hear these words and felt much more comfortable. Then he snorted, he has some brains!

But then I thought about it, coveting beauty?

What kind of beauty is that Uchiha Kiyuki? It's ordinary, the kind you can grab a lot of on the street.

Is it...

Is this beauty not that beauty?

Uchiha Madara's eyes darkened a bit, it seemed like he was going out again in the evening.

Aburame Cangyue noticed Madara's return and waved to him, "Are you still angry?! I've cleaned the room and disinfected it by the way. Hehe, if you have a mysophobia, you should have told me earlier!"

"Brother, you're back. What are we going to eat tonight?" Quan Nai was in a good mood when her brother came back. Gou Qingshu must have been beaten.

When he heard about food, Aburame Sogetsu's eyes lit up. He wanted to eat all Uchiha's snacks before leaving.

Just as he was about to speak, he smelled the looming smell of blood on Madara. Aburame Sogetsu sniffed. After confirming that it was not an illusion, she tilted her head and asked, "Did you get into a fight?"

In the entire Uchiha, who is so full that they have nothing to do and fight with Madara? There is nothing wrong with that!

"Do you have any objections?" Madara raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly: "I have nothing to do this afternoon. I'm going to compete with Uchiha Kiyuki."

"Huh? Did you beat up Qingshu?"

Aburame Cangyue was confused. Even if he killed Qingshu, it would be no different than slaughtering a chicken, just because he entered his room... Germophobic people are really scary!

"Hmph, the Uchiha tribe spends a few days a month competing with each other, what's up?"

He beat Uchiha Kiyuki on purpose. Who told him to bully Izuna all the time? Yes, he beat him just because he bullied Izuna!

"No, it's not a slap in the face!"

Aburame Cangyue opened her mouth. What he was more concerned about was the face. The broken arms and legs did not affect his appreciation.

Madara looked at him condescendingly, and for a long time, he slowly uttered a few words, "Feeling distressed? It's too late!"

Izumi: (*^▽^*).....Great, Gou Qingshu, you deserve it!

Oil Girl Cang Yue:......

Forget it, Uchiha Madara's face will definitely be ruined if he makes such a careless move. Thinking of this, he immediately changed his face, grabbed Madara's hand, and said pleasantly: "Look what you said, I think I asked you if it hurts to hit someone’s hand, and I’ll give you some medicine!”

Uchiha Madara:  …

"Hmph, you're talking humanly!" Ban didn't know what he had in mind. He only behaved like this when he wanted to eat. He was greedy to death.

"Uchiha croquettes."

"I want to eat too, brother!"

Uchiha Madara held his forehead, there was really nothing he could do against them.

As night fell, Uchiha Madara took the two of them to eat and drink in various ways on the snack street.

On the way back, he saw a familiar figure. Madara paused and said to the two of them: "I have something to do, you go back first!"

......

The moon was shining across the sky, the owl was whimpering, and the Uchiha office received an uninvited guest.

"Uchiha Tajima, you bastard, you must give me an explanation today!"

The fifth elder kicked open the patriarch's office angrily. Uchiha Tajima, who didn't understand why, put down his pen and was a little annoyed. He was uneasy in the middle of the night, but he calmed down his emotions in the next second, "Fifth elder, so Why are you making a fuss if it's late?"

"Am I making a fuss? Your son beat my son. He is a junior and I can't touch him, but you have to give me an explanation, otherwise we will go to the training ground to stretch our muscles."

"Izuna beat Kiyuki?" Uchiha Tajima was stunned. Logically speaking, Izuna is two years younger than his son Qingshu, and his son is too weak. The 11-year-old Qingshu even beat the nine-year-old Izuna. However, "It's a competition! It's normal to get hurt!"

"Bah, it's Madara Uchiha. He beat my son in the name of sparring at the training ground in the afternoon, and then beat my son with a sack in the evening. You must give me an explanation, otherwise I will beat you the same way your son beat my son! "

The fifth elder became furious when he thought about it. He was such a single person, and he had only one breath left when he was carried back. He almost didn't recognize the face that had been beaten so badly that he could hardly recognize it.

"Madara uses a sack to beat your son? Does Madara need to put a sack in the middle of the night if he wants to beat your son?"

Uchiha Tajima was speechless. If Izuna was still possible, Madara would definitely not do such a thing. He knew his son too well.

"Hey, Madara rarely goes to the training ground. His strength has already surpassed that of his peers. When he does go, he is also coaching his peers. Isn't it normal to get injured while sparring? I know you feel sorry for your son, but he is a ninja. Not a vase!”

Uchiha Tajima didn't care. No one was injured during the sparring, but your son is so timid. How can he go to the battlefield in the future?

The fifth elder took a deep breath and tried to calm down, "Apart from your status as the clan leader, Qingshu is also your nephew. Do you just condone your son and beat him like this?"

"I...can't let it go!" Uchiha Tajima was speechless for a moment. Children are fighting. It's shameless for you to complain at such an old age. "Five, don't be angry. They are all children. It's normal to be neither serious nor serious. , wasn’t it the same for us back then!”

"Bah, if Qingshu was beaten by Madara and his arms and legs were broken, I would admit that he is not as strong as others, but what did your son do? He broke my son's nose bone and beat him so hard that he had two big heads. He was carried When I went back, I, the father, almost didn’t recognize him! I put a sack on him at night and continued to beat him, and he almost... almost cut off his descendants!"

The fifth elder slapped the table in front of Uchiha Tajima hard to let him realize the seriousness of the matter.

"Lao Wu, you also know Madara's temper. Did your Qingshu bully Izuna? Otherwise, why would Madara just beat him?"