Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

"Oh?" The sound of footsteps walking in.

A figure blocked the moon above my head, and a leisurely voice came from above: "What are you talking about, I'm still standing."

"?" My expression quickly changed from doubt to shock.

Do you see what you are talking about?

Probably because the unbelievable expression on my face was too joyful, Uchiha Madara laughed out loud: "You should look at your eyes now."

"?"

He seemed to be in a particularly good mood, so he simply sat down next to me, and even patiently explained: "The look in your eyes now matches your strength."

What kind of eyes, do you want to slap your eyes violently?

I hesitated and tentatively asked, "Thank you, thank you for your guidance?"

In the end, he still looked dissatisfied: "You are the one who can reach the corner of my mottled clothes, so you can be more proud, Qianshouhua."

"Yes! Thank you Mr. Madara for your guidance!" I closed my eyes and shouted loudly. "But Mr. Madara, you can call me Hua, I don't have a last name."

The tone from the side was full of doubts, because it was too sincere, but full of sarcasm: "Is Hashirama blind?"

I immediately showed an indescribable expression: "This... my situation is a little complicated."

I felt that he was quite interested in this, so I had no choice but to think about it and said: "Strictly speaking, it is actually half? In fact, I have not concealed the abnormality on my body all this time, just waiting for someone to ask..."

But up to now, from Senju Hashirama, the patriarch of the Senju clan, to the child who would call me "Sister Xiaohua" on the road, no one has ever asked me about my background.

When I was in the hospital last time, I deliberately gave them the opportunity to draw several more tubes of blood!

I was so engrossed in talking that I couldn't help but want to add some body language, I completely forgot that I was in a state of soreness from the beating, and my eyes turned black from the pain of this movement, "Hiss——"

It hurts, Qianshou's physique is really good, he passed out without pain, wow, it really hurts, tears are about to fall.

Immediately someone patted on the shoulder, in a disgusted tone: "If you can't move, don't move around, it's too weak."

That's not what you said in your last sentence!And who caused this!

I let out a loud sob in grief and indignation, and simply ended the topic directly, and began to test on the verge of being beaten: "Mr. Madara—do you want to go back to Konoha to have a look?"

Without waiting for the rejection, I quickly added with the desire to survive: "By the way, take me with you~ I really can't move at all—"

Uchiha Madara didn't speak, Uchiha Madara stood up.

I was shocked, grabbed a corner of this man's clothes tremblingly, and said sincerely: "Mr. Madara, I think there is something wrong with what I said just now, please give me another chance to organize my words!"

The problem is that Uchiha Madara really let me hold him back.

It may be that Madara Uchiha looks too easy to talk, or it may be that the night is too dark and the moonlight is too beautiful. In short, I boldly said, pushing my nose on my face: "Actually, I am the most important one. You can go back to the wood Ye take a look, it will be more convenient for you to find me next time, Mr. Madara?"

Uchiha Madara noticed it, and even laughed angrily: "You don't need to teach how to make progress, do you want to do it next time?"

I closed my eyes and brewed for a while. After I suppressed it hard, I would be beaten into such grief every time. I opened my uncontrollably wet eyes and shouted super loudly:

"Yes! I want it many more times! Please guide me!"

I was finally sent back by the Nine Lamas.

Mr. Madara, who was attacked by my straight ball, didn't say anything, and directly threw a red furry over, which accurately covered my face, and disappeared quickly before I could recover.

... You didn't refuse, you should have agreed, right?

I feel the furry on my face, thinking dully.

Ah, the minds of the Uchiha family are so hard to guess.

The fur on his face moved, and moved again, as if he was stunned for a while, and then he began to insult Uchiha Madara proficiently and passionately.

I was breathing hard, although my fluffy stomach sucks very well, but Jiu Lama...you are really a bit heavy...

"Woo—" I gasped in pain.

The voice next to my ear suddenly stopped, and then four small claws with pads stepped on my face and jumped down with a whimper.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the nine little tails flicking back and forth uncontrollably.

cute.

The lovely Nine Lamas sneered: "Hua, you are too mean."

Tears welled up in my eyes: "Nine Lamas——"

"It's long-winded! I know, I know, my uncle is here to take you back!"

The little fox became bigger cursingly, just the size of a large dog, lowered his head, picked me up and threw me on his back.

I was very moved: "It's too reliable, Mr. Nine Lamas!"

Thanks to the reliable Mr. Nine Lamas, I can finally sleep in a soft bed.

Because my tense heart finally relaxed, I fell asleep on Jiu Lama's back before I could go home.

Without the guidance of the person on the back, it does not affect the running of the Nine Lamas. Follow the strongest smell all the way to the destination, and soon arrive at the destination.

Just when I met Granny Qianshou at the door, the atmosphere was a little weird.

"Huh—huh—" The person who should have spoken most was sound asleep.

The old man was stunned for a while, then smiled as usual, and said gently: "The flower is back, Mr. Jiu Lama, thank you for sending her back, do you want to come in and rest for a while?"

Nine Lamas - the majestic tail beast, the most powerful Nine Tails, has never seen this scene, the tail is going to be stiff.

This tailed beast, which has always been hated by humans, was cautious, and stammered back: "She competed with others, and there was no serious injury. No need, I will leave."

"That's it." The old man took the unsuspecting, sleepy girl from his back, turned his head as if he were a friend of a child sending a grandchild home, "I'll send this child back first, please Lord Nine Lamas, wait for me?"

She came out quickly, with an oilcloth bag in her hand, which smelled faintly of chicken.

"It's too late, so we won't be entertaining Mr. Nine Lamas. Here, this is a thank you gift." The oilcloth bag was handed over.

Nine Lamas stared silently at the first gift from humans.

Noticing the fox's gaze, the old man added with a smile, "Because it's the first time we met, I don't know what gift Jiu Lama would like, so I prepared this on my own initiative, I hope you won't hate it."

--Will not.

Jiu Lama thought distractedly, after all, foxes love to eat chicken, but this scene is too fragmented.

"Thank you for taking care of our Huahua. This child is smiling all day long, but he doesn't have many close friends." The smiling old man was silent, but he saw everything in his eyes. I am worried about this unrelated girl, and sincerely ask this former enemy, "Mr. Jiu Lama is Huahua's first friend who wants to get along well. If possible, can you take care of her more?"

It's amazing, blood and deep hatred are human beings, and so far, they are also human beings.

The scarlet animal pupils will not reduce the sense of terror after shrinking in size, this is already the second person who looks normal under his gaze.

Are women surnamed Qianshou so scary?

This is what Hua said at the beginning, to show the tailed beasts, another kind of human being.

--not bad.

Jiu Lama stepped forward slowly, and it could be seen that this person was not all calm and composed, but so what?

The fox gently grabbed the cloth bag, nodded, and jumped up.

Things are always getting better slowly.

An indistinct voice came from the night:

"Once we Tailed Beasts recognize our friends, we won't betray them."

Humans, maybe they can really look forward to it.