[Comprehensive] What should I do if I wear black?

For the first time, Otsuki Indra felt that he was too careless!

This person was too similar to his younger brother's Chakra, so he didn't notice it in time.

Qianshou Zhujian keenly caught the two red lights in the white mist.

spot? !

No, it's not.

He clearly remembered every scar on Madara's body that he had injured himself.

Like Madara, this person may have wild hair, but at this moment, it is moistened by water vapor and droops down, which softens his aura a little.Water droplets slid down the handsome face, and the slender eyelashes were also filled with tiny mist, but the coldness in the scarlet eyes did not diminish by half.

The fog is lingering, bringing a kind of beauty that seems real and unreal.

No matter how handsome a man is, he still reveals masculinity in his bones. When combined with the hazy and soft beauty in the bath, it becomes a kind of temperament that is both beautiful and heroic.

This is something that even the most beautiful woman in Huajie can't show.

Even on such an occasion, Indra was not at all embarrassed, and his face was full of vigilance.On the contrary, the people who watched it blushed for some reason.

There was a surge of blood in the nasal cavity!

"Sorry! Sorry!" Senju Bashima hurriedly covered his nose, and hurriedly backed out.

OMG!

Why is it so similar to Zebra!

When Madara takes a bath, is, is it like this...

Senju Zhuma squatted listlessly in the open space outside the bathhouse and drew circles.

This person should be Datongmu Indra.

Speaking of which, the temperament of the two is still slightly different.Madara is as arrogant as a raging fire, and Indra is as cold and arrogant as ice and snow on the top of a mountain.

Indra's spirit may be higher than Madara's.

Uchiha Madara, who followed after him, was speechless when he saw Senju Hashimama's appearance.

Little do they know that the other party has just experienced "seeing flowers through the fog".

"What's wrong?" Madara walked over, "Didn't you say you want to take a bath?"

"You go first." Senju Zhuma replied with a sleepy expression, but his attitude revealed that he was determined not to take a bath with him.

Uchiha Madara was angry and funny, "What are you worried about?"

When I was young, I did a lot of things like bathing in Nanhechuan together!

"Or..." Uchiha Madara squinted at him provocatively, "Are you younger than me?"

Senshou Zhujian jumped up, "I can't be younger than you!" It's not like you don't know!

"Can you go in?"

"Don't go in!"

"whispering sound."

Too lazy to pay attention to the small things in Senju Bashima's heart, Uchiha Madara went to the bathhouse alone.

After Uchiha Madara left, Senju Bashima let out a long sigh, squatted down and hugged his head, feeling confused.

I don't know why, but there is some resistance in my heart...

Obviously before, we could "treat each other honestly" without any grievances!

What's going on? !

Here, in the bathhouse, Uchiha Madara and Indra looked at each other without saying a word.Both of them raised their chins proudly, their same eyes were full of scrutiny.

There is a weird illusion of seeing another self.

The rest of the Ninja sect's disciples blocked the door with wooden basins, pushing each other.

Oh my god, the appearance of these two people is too scary!

I really dare not go in.

It was Otsutsuki Hagoromo who came to the rescue.He looked at the reincarnation of his youngest son who was squatting silently not far away as a mushroom, and saw a large group of people crowded outside the door. He couldn't help laughing, "What are you doing?"

"Master Yuyi!"

Hearing the voice of the Sage of the Six Paths, Indra snorted coldly, wrapped his robes and walked out, "Father."

Indra still respects his father very much.

"Indra," the Sage of the Six Paths' kind eyes seemed to have a vague alienation, "You are also tired, so go to rest earlier."

"Yes, my father."

Seeing the figure of the eldest son disappear around the corner, the Immortal of Six Paths sighed softly.Concentrating the complicated emotions in his eyes, he walked towards Senshouzhujian.

"Anything on your mind?"

"..."

"Argued with Madara?"

"No." Senshou Bashirama shook his head, "It's my problem."

The Immortal of the Six Paths put down his scepter and sat down cross-legged beside the Thousand Hands Pillar, "If you don't mind, I can be a listener for a while."

As the patriarch, the first Hokage, and the god of ninjas, Senju Bashima is like a towering tree that shelters from wind and rain, and has always been the object of others' dependence.And his bearing and mind are also worthy of this trust.

As for him relying on others... It seems that it has never happened before.

This feeling made Senshou Zhujian somewhat novel.

He still told the Sage of the Six Paths what he was thinking, "Blade is a very good person. He is pious, confident, has faith, and has ideals." Senshou Zhujian said, with a softness on his face that he didn't even realize. Affectionate, "He is still very gentle, always thinking of his younger brother."

Sage of the Six Paths was dumbfounded.

What a thick filter!

However, maybe Senju Hashirama is the one who discovered Uchiha Madara's true side.

"I never thought that Madara would have such feelings for me." Senju Hashirama said distressedly, "I don't know how to respond, but I don't want to hurt Madara either."

"Have you ever thought that your feelings for him are also love."

Senju Zhuma was shocked, shook his head, and denied it flatly: "I have always regarded Madara as a good brother!"

"It's not certain that it has changed now." The Immortal of the Six Paths stroked his long beard, "Emotions are inherently changeable."

"Besides..." he laughed loudly, "I've never heard of anyone who would have sex with my best buddies, and I've never seen anyone who doesn't want to take a bath with his best buddies!"

I think back then Asura was pestering Indra 24 hours a day!Not even a shower!

Senjujuma was in despair.

This kind of thing was actually found out by someone who was his father in a sense...

When Uchiha Madara came out of the bathing place, he saw the old and the young chatting happily there.He snorted softly from his nasal cavity, without disturbing the two of them, and left.

"You think the old man doesn't know? You underestimate the old man, don't you?" Qianshou Zhujian's cannian expression made the Immortal of Six Paths feel happy, "The old man can see that most of the yang power in Madara comes from you."

"That, that was to save him!"

"If you really have no love for Madara, you won't act decisively in this way."

"People don't open their bodies to people they don't like." Immortal of the Six Paths stood up, patted the reincarnated son's head, and walked away with a smile.

"You're already in love with him."

***

After washing away the dust of the journey, Indra did not go back to the house to rest, but went to the back mountain alone.

Obviously he was the first to complete the mission and returned, but his father refused to announce the successor of the Ninja sect.

I felt a little uneasy in my heart.

no, I can not!

He is stronger than anyone!

He must be the heir.

Father probably wanted to wait for Ashura to come back before announcing the matter.

"Long time no see, Indra..."

In the gloomy and lonely forest, the leaves fell silently.The voice of that mysterious guy sounded like a temptation from Satan from hell.

"Remember, as long as you lose someone close to you, Sharingan can evolve..."

The guy's breath suddenly disappeared.

Indra turned his head.

The figure of the black-haired man in black almost blended into the night, which made the pair of sharing eyes extraordinarily bright and treacherous.

"Who are you talking to?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Indra took a few steps forward and happened to be standing side by side with Uchiha Madara, but the two were facing in diametrically opposite directions.

"As my junior, I can't beat Asura's junior."

Indra's voice was not loud, but extremely cold, like a sharp blade as thin as a cicada's wing, delicate but could easily cut through flesh.

"It's fine if you can't beat it. You fall in love first, but you can't even get his heart or his body."

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

What about a man who has grown up from the constant flames of war?He, Indra, is the proud son of heaven. If he shrinks back because of this murderous aura, Indra is not the ancestor of the Uchiha family.

He sneered, extremely arrogant.

"What a waste."

***

When Uchiha Madara returned to Ninja, all the rooms were dark.There is only one room where candles flicker, and orange warmth seeps from the windows.

Hashirama is still waiting for him.

"Madara, you're back!"

As soon as he opened the door and walked in, the drowsy man sitting at the table with his head on his head immediately regained his energy.

"Where have you been?"

Uchiha Madara, who was immersed in his own thoughts, ignored him.

"Madara," Senju Zhuma hesitated for a moment, then suddenly smiled.The light in the man's eyes was warm and peaceful, with unprecedented seriousness, and a hint of subtle emotion that was secretly growing.

Senju Bashirama is a person who will go forward bravely once he has made up his mind.

"I have something to tell you. About us..."

"There's nothing to say!" Uchiha Madara replied to him irritably.

What else can I say to him? !

No, we are best friends!It's a good brother!Are you a good buddy?

He was so tired of hearing these words!

Qianshouzhu was stunned for a moment.

"Madara, if you really mind the previous incident, I'm sorry..."

Uchiha Madara closed his eyes, feeling his temples throbbing.

He took a deep breath, slapped the table heavily with his palm, stared at Hashirama's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Hashirama,"

"We must kill Heijue!"

"……what?"

Qianshou Zhujian blinked, not understanding why Bai Bai suddenly turned the topic to Hei Jue, and was so murderous that he wanted to kill him as soon as he came.

Although he knew that Madara wanted to chop Hei Jue thousands of times a long time ago.

"..." Madara really minds being cheated by Hei Jue before, and then she has something to do with him?

Thinking of this, the light in Senju Zhuma's eyes dimmed unknowingly.He whispered: "Madara, I apologize to you for this matter, I didn't think carefully, but you don't need to take all your anger on Heijue."

In any case, isn't Madara saved in the end?

what the hell!

Uchiha Madara was about to be laughed angrily by him, "There is absolutely nothing wrong with black."

"His own story is not credible."

Aside from what Indra said, Uchiha Madara told Hashirama about his experience in the back mountain just now.

Although the person who talked to Indra disappeared as soon as he sensed him, but that aura is eighty-nine out of ten black.

In this way, Heijue's statement that he came from another world is a pure lie.

He is something that existed thousands of years ago, and he sneaks around his ancestors, not knowing what he wants to do.

"I think we still need to investigate clearly first." Senshou Zhujian said with a frown.

Of course he believed what Madara said, but Senju Hashirama had always been generous to others, and he was unwilling to speculate on others with the worst malice.

He doesn't want to see the worst happen if he can.

Uchiha Madara sneered, the previous bad mood broke out completely!

"You want to fight against me for Heijue?"

"He's still a kid!"

Senju Zhuma persuaded: "Madara, you can't always be like this. Be friendly and social."

"Who is dating you!"

His eyes instantly became lifeless, and Uchiha Madara put down his crossed hands in front of him, apparently losing his patience to entangle with Senjujuma on this topic again.

He turned around and walked out the door.

"spot--"

Responding to Senjujuma was the door closing with a bang.

Qianshou Zhujian's footsteps stopped halfway, thoughtfully.

Madara is a little moody, but she never loses her temper like this!

Looking at the closed door, Senshou Zhujian lowered his eyes, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Uchiha Madara did not return overnight.