Uchiha is at it again!

Snow water was boiling in the pot, Hashirama yawned, and dozed off little by little while sitting by the fire, and was caught off guard by the wicked Uchiha and stuffed snow into the back collar.

"...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The scattered snow almost melted at the touch, and Senshou Zhujian, who was still dazed, became full of energy in an instant, screaming and jumping up and down and shaking his collar.

"Brother Bird!"

Seeing the culprit leaning forward and backward laughing, he covered his neck and yelled angrily.Queyou waved his hand and laughed intermittently: "I can't hold back, I really can't hold back... Hahahaha!"

Zhu Jian saw Que You smiling happily, obviously he should be angry, but he couldn't help laughing while holding his neck.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

After laughing, he felt a lot more relaxed. Hashirama bent down and grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, twisted it into a snowball and threw it at Uchiha who was still laughing. Que Yu jumped aside to avoid it.

"Since Brother Queyi made the first move, then you can't blame me!"

He said with high spirits that, regarding his declaration of war, Queyou threw the snowball he had made, and quickly threw it at Zhujian's face: "Stop talking big, hit me first and then talk about it—kid !"

"so close!"

Bashirama managed to dodge it, and saw that Queyou had made a new snowball in his hand while still being terrified. He quickly raised his right hand: "Wait, I have doubts!"

Queyou raised his eyebrows: "Say."

"Are we having a snowball fight? Shouldn't the snowball fight be so ruthless!"

Hashirama protested loudly: "The snowball just now was completely based on throwing hidden weapons! This is not fun!"

"But for ninjas, ordinary snowball fights are not difficult, right?"

Queyou smiled at him and frowned: "But there are no ninjas here, I agree."

He thought that a snowball fight would turn into a different kind of training, Zhu Jian was still sluggish, but when he heard Que You's voice change, he immediately threw the snowball he made in his hand with a lingering gaze.

Oh, this kid.

Queyou sighed at Hashirama's shamelessness, kept pinching the snowball in his hand, laughed and hit Hashirama's face who had just dug up the snow.

"Bah, bah, bah... that's too cunning, brother Queyi, to pick this moment—"

Hashirama shook his head to remove the snow scum from his hair, but the voice of accusation stopped abruptly after he raised his head.

Changes happen at this time.

He couldn't believe the wide eyes of Zhu Jian's voiceless, just for a moment, the world was like rice paper painted with colors.In front of my eyes is no longer a vast expanse of white, nor gray dilapidated ruins, but a vibrant forest with crisp birdsong, squirrels scurrying through the branches, and red flowers and green grass.

The breeze blew, and the moist breath with temperature woke up the two people who were stunned.

In the next second, the two turned around in unison, ignoring a word to exchange a look with each other, let alone taking off the clothes that were too thick for this moment, they both rolled up their sleeves with green eyes, male Zhao Zhao looked for a direction and ran in high spirits.

Zhujian caught a pheasant that had been disemboweled and plucked, and Queyou caught a hare that was peeled and cleaned.

The two looked at each other and reached a consensus. They threw the chicken and rabbit meat on the big leaves that Queyou picked up, and their hands began to seal.

The wood was born between the pillars, and Queyou spit out fireballs. The two cooperated tacitly, because the pot and condiments were left in the previous world. The two squatted, took the branches through the meat rack and roasted them on the fire.

"...Shhhhhhh."

Hashirama swallowed his saliva at the sizzling chicken, and tried to persuade himself to wait for the result.Even though no seasoning was added, Hashirama almost cried the moment he bit into the barbecue, and even Que Yu squinted his eyes with satisfaction.

Finally... finally eating something other than mushrooms (and desserts)!

The two buried their heads in their bites of the roast meat and didn't care to talk until Hashirama felt something was wrong.

"Wait, Brother Queyi...I feel like something is pulling me."

"kindness?"

Queyou licked his lips and raised his head in doubt, his eyes changed as if he saw something impossible, and he quickly reached out and grabbed him——

How could it be possible for him who has studied summoning techniques not to understand the power fluctuations around Hashirama?

No, which idiot is calling? !Do you have the vision that a fool like Hashirama is actually summoned? ?

then--

"Brother Queyi, are you alright!"

The moment he fell, he forcibly switched positions, and Queyou was hit hard by Hashirama's waist, Hashirama hurriedly stood up and asked nervously in a circle, and pushed the white-haired man who was in the way beside him: "Hey, please let me , give us a little more space, don't you feel a little crowded?"

The second generation: ...

"I'm just fine..."

Queyou supported his waist and stood up tremblingly, saw the chicken leg in Zhujian's hand, and thought of the half of the rabbit meat he hadn't eaten, his eyes were slightly red with anger: "Don't let me know who did it... Where is this? Also, who is this unlucky ghost?"

He pointed at the man in red armor who was lying on the ground and did not move.

"I don't know, there has been no movement?"

Zhujian drooped his eyes: "It must have been crushed to death."

First Generation:...

The two looked at each other, Qiqi ignored the man on the ground.

"Hehehe...they are really two children who act like no one else."

Orochimaru laughed out loud, looking at the two Uchiha children who appeared out of nowhere, the tone of his voice rose with excitement: "Then, I am very interested in how you broke through the Four Purple Flame Formation and came in here..."

"Oshemaru, don't involve unrelated children!"

Sarutobi Hirzen stepped forward and shouted loudly, ready to save the two children before Orochimaru made a move.

Although he doesn't know the origins of these two children, but based on the Uchiha clan emblems on their backs, he has this responsibility as Hokage, and he also has this obligation to be responsible to them.

"Mr. Sarutobi, you don't need to be so nervous."

Orochimaru's smile widened: "These two children are of Uchiha blood, how could I do anything with such precious material? And teacher, as long as you continue to maintain the same attitude as before, wouldn't it be fine."

"Orochimaru!"

Sarutobi Hiruzen naturally knew that Orochimaru was referring to the time when the Uchiha genocide was exterminated a few years ago. The two faced each other, and the tense atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out.

The Uchiha blood in the middle, Que Yu and Zhu Jian's eyes twitched, their expressions were indescribable.

Uchiha ah...

Senjuzhuma's expression was subtle: I said, what's the matter with you people, don't you think that someone is a Uchiha just because he is wearing Uchiha clothes? ?To see the essence through people!Am I like Uchiha?I'm clearly a complete——

Hashirama looked at his current image, holding a chicken leg in his hand, wearing Uchiha's national uniform, his hair was messed up because of the accident just now, it can be said to be very bad.

Thousand hands... um...

He raised his head, straightened his chest with a righteous face: Yes, I am Uchiha.

From the corner of the eye, Queyou, who saw Hashirama's small movements, rolled his eyes: Brat... you want to discredit Uchiha's image in front of me?In some respects it is really shameless.

But... said Hashirama is Uchiha...

laugh.

This is because I can't take out my phone, otherwise, I really want to record it and run to Qianshou Buddha Room for him to listen to it.

"Crack."

There was a sound of armor crashing, and the dead body that had just been lying on the ground without making any movement slowly climbed up, with its hands naturally hanging down by its side.

Oh, not dead.

Queyou and Zhujian took a few steps back and left the center of the battlefield, and walked side by side without changing their expressions under the eyes of everyone, and moved to the edge of the barrier at a faster pace——

Sit down and watch a play.

Queyou wasn't worried at all, Hashirama had already given up on himself.

His intuition frantically warned him that none of the people present would be worse than his father, and he couldn't resist even one father, let alone three.

Pills, pills... just dragged Brother Queyi down and made him feel guilty and uncomfortable.

If Brother Queyi didn't want to protect him and rushed over when the situation happened, then Brother Queyi would still stay in the forest without danger and eat rabbit meat, instead of facing a desperate situation with no way out.

"What are you thinking, the mushrooms are popping up again."

Queyou pressed the top of Zhujian's head, and Zhujian raised his face, his black eyes were moist and glistening, pitifully: "I'm sorry, it's all because of me..."

"...Why are you so sentimental like a little girl? If my father finds out, he will definitely mock your old man severely."

Queyou sighed secretly, and softened his voice: "Didn't I say that? It will be fine."

"But--"

Queyou forcefully interrupted what Hashirama was about to say, and showed him a big smile: "No but, don't worry, everything will be fine."

Zhu Jian blinked away the tears, and muttered softly: "Brother Que Yi, you are so optimistic."

"Hahaha... that's not optimistic."

Queyou chuckled a few times, and his eyes fell on the chicken leg in Zhujian's hand: "...Why are you still holding on to it?"

"I haven't finished eating yet."

Hashirama felt a little regretful: "It's a pity that the half chicken left there..."

"Where is the pity of barbecue without seasoning?"

Queyou pressed his forehead, grabbed the chicken leg in Zhujian's hand and threw it far away——

Kidomaru at the corner of the sealing formation watched helplessly as the bitten chicken leg hit the barrier wall, fell off, and rolled a few times.

……

...Smelly brat-

There is still a lot of noise over there.

"Why did you lose it?"

Hashirama looked at his empty hands and was depressed: "At least it's meat, obviously you were eating rabbit meat without seasoning just now."

"It's like pig food, don't mention it."

"???? Much better than Bingliang Wan?"

"So I never eat that stuff."

Queyou stretched out his finger: "Look, there is obviously a better choice, isn't there?"

"..."

Hashirama silently saw Queyou pointing to the old man who had been paying attention to the black line above his head, and happily waved with a hand on his mouth.

"Hey, old man over there—can you take the two of us to have a barbecue after everything is over—"

Even Orochimaru broke out in a cold sweat after hearing what the child said.

Does this child not understand the current situation?

"It must be the old man who invited you—"

Queyou laughed and said loudly: "So, the old man must win!"

"……what."

Hiruzaru Sarutobi gave a short laugh when he heard the other kind of encouragement, and he cheered up and faced his former mentor: "Then I have to work harder."

...Ah, as expected of Brother Queyi.

Feeling the needle-like gaze on his back, he instantly became kinder, and Hashirama hugged his knees and let his eyes go blank: No matter which aspect, I am completely inferior.