The Uchiha we chased in those years

Snowflakes are falling in the sky, dyeing the world into a flawless appearance. The whiteness covers blood and corpses, as well as crimes and wars.In winter, most of the ninjas are recuperating, recovering the combat power and stockpiling supplies that have been lost for a year, and the wars have become rare, which can be regarded as a rare peace period.

Quan Na controlled Chakra and raised a small flame in the palm of his hand. The flame swayed in the cold air and brought dry warmth. Even Ninja Hawk, who has never liked flames, could not resist this warmth and stood on Quan Na's shoulder. He leaned against the flame, shook his wings, and rubbed Quanna's hair affectionately.

Quan Nai took off the letter tied at Ninja Taka's feet, and the signature was exactly that of Yuto Igarashi, the task target in that lattice mission.Ah, since that mission, Yuuto Igarashi has been stalking Quanna to get her contact information, so the current situation has arisen.

"This guy," Quan Nai smiled softly, "he is really an ambitious politician." She twisted her slender fingers lightly, and suddenly the letter paper with the cherry blossom mark was thrown into the flames and devoured.

The information about the daimyo of the Land of Fire was leaked, all forces are ready to move, and the already precarious political structure of the Land of Fire collapsed. During the ninja truce, a political fight quietly kicked off.

And Igarashi's ambition is not small.

Well, it has nothing to do with Uchiha anyway.On the contrary, Senju next door was busy because of the war in the country of fire, and the war between Uchiha and Senju was much less because of this.

Ahhhhhhh, before I knew it, it was already noon.Seeing the ninja eagle flapping its wings and flying into the distance, Quan Nai's mood also became joyful—it's time to have dinner with dear Nissan.

Guessing that his elder brother was still correcting family affairs in his own room at this time, Quan Nai personally made some Hanami dumplings and bean curd sushi, cut up some yokan and took it to his elder brother's room.

Uchiha Madara did not wear a navy blue tuanfan family uniform as usual, but a plain kimono. His long black hair was scattered behind his back as usual, but the bangs that covered his right face all the year round were pulled behind his ears, revealing his whole body. Zhang Junmei's extremely beautiful face.Uchiha Madara lowered his head slightly, and only his profile could be seen from Quanna's angle.

The elder brother who works hard is the most handsome, even if he can only see his side face, he is still handsome!Quan Nai stood outside the door and made a fool of herself for a while, but she was still reluctant to go in and disturb her brother who was working.

Until Uchiha Madara's low laughter sounded: "How long are you going to stand outside, Quanna?" His voice was mellow, deep and magnetic, but it couldn't stop the joy and relaxation from it.

My brother's voice is also very nice!Quan Nai put down the food in her hands and rolled into her brother's arms: "Nissan!" Ahhh, Nissan's arms are so warm and comfortable, my brother is really the best!

#你的妹妹姆波泉奈 is currently in a state of wanting to fly to the sky and stand side by side with the sun#

Uchiha Madara laughed a few times in a low voice, while stretching out his hand to hug his younger sister who was arching in his arms, he bit off the black glove on his hand, put his hand on Quanna's face, and frowned: "Why is it so cold? ?”

A dry and warm feeling came from his face, and Quanna muttered comfortably, "It's so warm." She grabbed Madara's wrist, and her slightly cold face rubbed against Madara's calloused palm.

A soft and cool feeling came from the palm of his hand, and Madara pinched his sister's face: "Quenna seems to have lost a lot of weight." Stay poked.

The brother and sister who were in the late stage of orthopedics and gave up treatment got tired of it for a while, and the content was nothing more than "You lost weight, it's all my Nissan's fault." "Nissan is perfect, and it's me!" The best!" and other content that hurt the only child, so the author who was deeply hurt pressed the fast forward button and skipped this content.

The malice from the author made Quan Nai, who was being fed by Madara on the grounds of "you lose weight, eat more", caught a glimpse of a painting on his Nissan desk—it was really strange, how could his brother be on the office desk How about such a picture?

"Nissan, who is this painting?" Quan Nai picked up the painting, and it showed a handsome and handsome man with great temperament.

"Thousand-hand Bashirama." A concise answer, in exchange for Quanna's honeyed silence.After a long time, Quan Nai tremblingly asked: "This is Senju Bashirama? Why can't I recognize it? Who drew it?" My Sharingan must be blind. What the hell is Senju Bashirama?

Madara said frankly: "Yes, I drew it."

Brother, when did your Sharingan have the function of Meitu Xiuxiu?This PS is too serious, how does it look like that depressed black long straight road face?

Quan Nai seriously thought about whether her brother's Sharingan has a p-picture function.

The final conclusion is—as expected of my brother, even Sharingan has one more function than others (no).

Quan Nana, your ancestral orthopedic filter is also very thick.

#宇智波quanna wears an ancestral orthopedic filter and refuses to take it off#

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Well, it will take a long time to update after this chapter, after all, the stupid author is going to school