Abilities are Maths

Hashirama and the others quickly noticed the commotion coming from the corner, he took Mito's hand and jumped up to them in front of them.

What came into view were the two guards of the thousand-armed clan who were full of perplexities, the stunned Torima, and the black-haired girl standing in front of a figure.

that is--

Hashirama took a closer look at the captured boy.The delicate and beautiful face, the dark tea-colored scroll, and the thin figure, whose painting style is one dimension higher than that of others, corresponded to the image in memory one by one.

He blurted out: "Yizhi, isn't this your younger brother?"

Unexpectedly, the Qianshou people who heard the girl's words clearly just now were all shocked, their eyes moved back and forth on the faces of the unknown boy, Yizhi and Feijian.

The room rushing up was extremely chaotic for a moment, he turned his head to look at his elder brother, his tone was a little uncertain:

"But, she said that this man is her man."

This time it was replaced by Zhujian's face shocked by lightning, with a look of ruined three views, he turned tremblingly and looked at the girl who was about to let the guards wipe the boy's blood.

"Don't you guys know about sibling love?"

The clear and brisk boyish voice clearly reached the ears of every ninja on the scene, and it also has its own echo, which has the effect of lingering sound.

Under the gesture of Hashirama's eyes, the two thousand-armed ninjas let go of the restraint on Dazai.The young man stood up unhurriedly, his kite-colored eyes casually glanced at the newlyweds in front of him and the silver-haired man beside him.

Under everyone's gaze, he brushed up a strand of the girl's black hair with peace of mind, with a happy expression:

"Axiu will die for love with me."

Hearing this, everyone present was breathless at the same time, looking in disbelief at this young man who spoke wild words but remained calm.Taking a deep breath between the doors, his dark red eyes stared sharply at the branch that slapped the boy's hand away, and his tone was low:

"Such an irresponsible, weak and incompetent man, have you really thought about it?"

Hashirama at the side looked at Dazai's inexplicable expression, and swallowed back the words that he wanted to stop Tomona.In the end, he just looked at these two "old friends" who ignored the passage of time and remained unchanged with some complexity.

"You mean Dazai? Maybe it's irresponsible. There's a reason for being weak. As for being incompetent? I ask myself this. No one can escape his script when he's serious."

Yizhi gently wiped off the blood on Dazai's cheek with his own white handkerchief, and answered Tomona's question without raising his head.

Seeing this, the silver-haired man frowned tightly.Just as he opened his mouth to say something more, he saw that the girl had already walked in front of the elder brother.

"Mr. Hashirama, as you can see, today was a misunderstanding." Kazue pointed to Dazai beside him, smiling all over his face:

"He came to look for me, but he was too anxious and reckless. He didn't come to attack the Thousand-handed clan on purpose. After all, with his small body, he really doesn't have much convincing power."

"But I'm also sorry for messing up your wedding."

With the last sentence, she bowed to the couple with all sincerity and apology.It's really not moral to disturb people's happy days.

Hashirama waved her hand heartily, without any dissatisfaction on her face: "It's okay, as long as our wedding continues."

The beautiful bride next to him was also very considerate. She looked at the injury on the boy's body with care, and then suggested thoughtfully:

"Why don't you ask the doctor to take a look at this gentleman first, and if Miss Unlimited is worried, you can leave first."

Seeing the attitude of the patriarch and his wife in such a way, the clansmen who originally held great malice towards the intruders and thought that they should be interrogated swallowed back the words they were about to say.

Kazeda smiled at Mito gratefully and apologetically, then followed the inexplicably familiar doctor Ninja to help Dazai back to his guest room.

The melon-eating Qianshou clansman with a confused face behind him and Feijian with a condensed expression were left behind.

"It's just some skin wounds, apply these ointments." Doctor Ren told her, after the burst of green light, the wounds on the boy's body had recovered by a few percent.However, before leaving, the ninja looked at him in a strange way, with an inexplicable accusation?

"Dazai, how did you do this?"

Yizhi carefully sized up the young man in front of him, the scars all over his body could be seen as being brutally beaten by someone.

Dazai shrugged, with a dissatisfied and aggrieved tone:

"A black long fried with huge bags under the eyes!"

"You mean, Uchiha Madara?" With this familiar configuration, she twitched the corners of her mouth.

"How did you provoke him?" Madara didn't seem like someone who would do anything to others casually, but it was possible for Dazai to be so annoying.

His eyes flickered for a moment, and when he looked closely, there was a hint of speechlessness in his eyes.Dazai's mind quickly recalled that moonless and stormy night.

Time goes back to the day when Madara left the princess mansion.

At that time, in order to get close to Yizhi, Dazai fooled the ninja from Senju who was going to the princess mansion to face her, and then used the minute and second hands of his pocket watch to throw him to the other end of the continent.In the end, he used his superb disguise technique to disguise himself as that poor operator, and traveled day and night to give the girl a surprise.

However, there are unforeseen disasters.A mad dog came out halfway, and beat himself to death without saying a word.

The other party didn't seem to want to reveal his identity, even a single ninjutsu was useless, almost all of them were punched to the flesh, and there was no chance for him to speak.

It just so happened that he was totally useless against physical attacks.

In fact, the opponent's black long hair is too conspicuous, it is simply the beauty of the ninja world.I recognized it at a glance, and immediately guessed the purpose of his actions.

Oh, wishful thinking, Uchiha Madara doesn't understand anything at all.

However, it really hurts.Lying in the grass covered in blood, unable to move at all, it is estimated that one day will not be able to stand up at all.

This may be what Yizhi said: "You always have to pay back when you come out to hang out."

Fortunately, there is a pocket watch that can switch positions at will.

After being paralyzed for a day and a night, he could barely stand up.Because he had observed the Qianshou Clan in advance, he adjusted the minute and second hands of his pocket watch very easily, and moved to the gate in an instant.

Got caught, but that's fine too.Anyway, he couldn't walk by himself, so let these two tool men drag him along, just in time to take him to the wedding scene of the thousand-handed patriarch smoothly.

Yizhi saw him, and came over without hesitation, completely ignoring the dead face of the boy behind him.

It seems that the wound is not so painful.

*

Time goes back to the present.

Such an embarrassing thing must not be said, Dazai rolled his eyes, and said nonsense with a natural face:

"Maybe I'm jealous that my painting style is more refined than his."

Then he looked at the black-haired girl in front of him who was gently helping her with the medicine, thought for a while and added:

"But it could also be jealous that I have you and he doesn't."

Yizhi: QAQ is shy

The girl quickly patted her cheeks that were already faintly turning red, pretending that her face was red from being slapped.She coughed, conscious that she couldn't lose her momentum, and straightened out the folds that didn't exist at the corners of her clothes.Then, he suddenly leaned over and grabbed the collar of the young man's dark blue kimono, and brought his face close to the other's fair face.

Seeing Dazai's slightly dazed eyes clearly reflecting his own appearance, Yizhi breathed in his ear, and his voice was a little fascinated:

"really?"