[Comprehensive] Goddess of Bryan

In fact, people are really different.

Madara Uchiha treated Bai Lan for three days in a row, and the two were already familiar with each other. On the fourth day, Bai Lan looked down at Madara Uchiha's hand hanging on his chest and asked him if everyone knew each other. Can use ninjutsu.

Uchiha Madara's hand shape is very beautiful, with slender fingers and thin palms, but unfortunately he has been wearing a pair of black leather gloves, wrapping his hands tightly so that the real palms cannot be seen.

While imagining the shape of his hand, Bai Lan heard Madara answer her: "No."

Two words, words are like gold.

Mentioning this matter, Bai Lan couldn't help feeling a little discouraged.She thinks she is beautiful and good-natured, and everything she has done since she was a child has been her servant, no matter men, women, young or old, as long as she deliberately gets close, there is nothing she can't take down, but this Uchiha Madara is quite interesting except the day we first met Yes, why the next three days became more and more lifeless, meaningless at all.

It's a deep lake, and she can still hear the sound of splashes when she throws a stone into it. If it were Uchiha Madara, even if she poured a box of stones down, he would probably just give her the stones from the lake with a blank expression and wet body. Move up without moving.

It's really annoying, and I can't help but continue to tease him.

Bai Lan is quite indescribable, as she said, because she is beautiful and understands people's feelings, so she has been very popular since she was a child, but the more men she waved to, the more she liked him. The less interested.The more she sees her avoiding like a snake, the more she wants to go up and flirt, such as her friend Irie Masaichi.

He is also a gifted college student, Xiaozheng was followed by Bailan on the first day of school, and since then he has fallen into a life of dire straits, every day he is teased by her so that his face is red and his ears are red and he can't speak, and he can't wait to climb up to the roof and jump off several times.

After all, Bai Lan was unable to tease Xiaozheng due to space constraints, so she regretted letting him go. Now that a spot she was interested in finally came, how could she not step forward to pat her paws.

It turned out to be a good thing, he just lay there motionless and let you take pictures!

It's boring, it's really boring.

Bai Lan pouted, raised her head and asked: "Why not? Ordinary people, such as me, can't extract Chakra? What exactly is Chakra?"

Except for the first time he didn't know the severity of the attack, which caused Bai Lan to break out in cold sweat, the next three times including today's fourth time, when Madara treated Bai Lan's injury, he controlled the speed of his hands very well.

If it weren't for seeing his hands hanging there motionless, Bai Lan would have almost forgotten that she was still injured.

With no illness on her body, limited by her current status and having to stay in the annex, Bai Lan's active spirit can only be transferred to the relationship between man and the universe, the method of teasing Madara Uchiha and the means of starting the space-time shuttle.

It is estimated that Uchiha Madara is also the first time to encounter a noble lady who is so interested in ninjas. She raised her eyes and looked at her for a few times, and then she stared at the tip of her nose and continued to pretend to be dead. Even her voice was suspiciously flat. : "Chakra is the combination of spirit and strength. The body cells of ninjas are different from those of other people. They can extract these two energies and combine them to produce chakra. Ordinary people can't do it, and neither can you."

Bai Lan was taken aback for a moment, never expecting to hear such a scientific word cell from a ninja who is not scientific at all. If she is ignorant of unscientific things, then she is very familiar with scientific knowledge, only a little. After thinking about it, he continued to ask: "What if the ninja's cells are transplanted into ordinary people?"

Madara endured it, but he couldn't hold it back. He put aside his brother's advice again, and raised his eyes to stare at the silver-haired girl again.

She is beautiful, even Madara, who has never had any concept of beauty, would feel this way.

Not only her appearance, but also her musculoskeletal, breasts and manners are all beautiful like no other in a million.

What is even more surprising to Madara now is that not only does she look good, but she also has a good brain.

Transplant ninja cells?

Before this, Madara had never heard of such an idea, whether it was a ninja or an ordinary person.

But as long as you think about it along with her words, you can't help but feel very reasonable.

The ninja's chakra is all dependent on the refining of cells. The reason why ordinary people don't have chakra is because their cells...according to Madara's words, they are blunt.

Slow and degenerated cells cannot extract chakra. Without chakra, ninjutsu cannot be used. But if an ordinary person has all the cells in his body turned into ninja cells, at that time, this ordinary person is an ordinary person after all. Or a ninja?

Wait... whole body cells?

Madara frowned, and seriously discussed with Bai Lan: "One person cannot transplant another person's cells all over his body."

Bai Lan giggled: "I didn't say everything, for example, I cut off one of my arms."

She made a gesture, and this analogy made a disapproval streak across Madara's face.She smiled at him reassuringly, and continued: "Then change to another ninja's, then can my arm be able to refine chakra. Although the amount of one arm is definitely not as good as your whole body, it is always There are, right? Then I can use ninjutsu?"

"...in theory."

Madara was silent for a while, and had to admit that this conjecture was possible, so that the boundaries between ordinary people and ninjas were blurred.When ordinary people can also obtain chakra through transplantation, what is the meaning of ninja existence?

As long as you continue to follow this line of thought, you will think carefully and fear, making people wish to silence everyone who knows this conjecture.

I don't know what Bailan noticed, but as soon as Madara had the slightest hint of this idea, she immediately waved her hand and smiled: "Actually, it's not very likely. If there is a rejection reaction, no one's arm will pick it up as soon as it is said, and it will still be picked up." It's someone else's arm."

Madara didn't speak, and he couldn't reply to this sentence.

Because, ordinary people may not be able to, but ninjas...

It's not impossible, it's impossible.

Just like the sharingans of the Uchiha family, how many people want to dig a pair out and put them in their own eye sockets, so all the Kaiyan people who are about to sacrifice in the battlefield and missions will definitely try to blind their eyes before they die, even if they themselves If they can't, their companions will help.

Sharingan must not be allowed to fall into the hands of foreigners. This idea is not limited to the Uchiha family, but all families with blood successor boundaries will have similar requirements.

Then from another perspective, the blood succession limit can be obtained through organ transplants, so why not chakra.

The atmosphere was a bit dignified, and the wrinkles between Uchiha Madara's eyebrows could kill a fly.

Of course, he kept thinking, but the movement of his hands never stopped, and soon the fingers in black gloves moved and slowly lowered from the air.

Bai Lan saw this opportunity and raised her hand to grab that hand.

There is another person's temperature in his hand, and Uchiha Madara doesn't react, then he is stupid, no, even Uchiha Madara who is stupid will definitely notice that others are approaching so blatantly.

His body shook, and he was about to withdraw his hand reflexively, but he didn't expect Bai Lan's hands to look light, but they were actually clenched tightly.

Of course, no matter how tight it is, as long as Madara has the heart, he can withdraw it.

But when he looked at those narrow and charming purple eyes, at this moment, his younger brother's words, the face of the daimyo of the fire country, and the family's crest all flashed past his eyes, and finally turned into the eyes in front of him. light in.

Bai Lan held Uchiha Madara's hand, her eyes were bent into two crescents, her white eyelashes were thick and slender, like plain clouds and snow: "Why do you always wear gloves?"

"...It is more convenient in battle."

"You are not fighting now, take it off?"

Seeing that Madara was silent, Bai Lan actually started to help him take it off by herself.

If other Uchiha clansmen were present, their eyes would almost jump out of the frame at this time. No one has ever dared to touch Uchiha Madara like this, and what makes them suffocate is that their patriarch is not angry!

Madara just curled up her fingers to stop the girl from moving, and quietly withdrew her hand, without saying anything harsh to Bai Lan.

Such a reaction is enough to be called gentle for Uchiha Madara.

Just like that, Bai Lan was not happy.

The smile on her face disappeared immediately, her cheeks puffed up, her face was depressed, and her eyes were staring: "Your hands are made of gold, you don't even show me."

Madara glanced at her, her pitch-black phoenix eyes were reserved and proud, her long hair as rough as a hedgehog was as black as midnight.

For some reason, Bai Lan always felt that the fried hair should feel good to the touch, so she said as a matter of course: "If you don't want to show me, how about letting me touch your hair?"

"No."

"Hey, don't be so heartless, Madara-sama." Bai Lan teased him, and raised a finger, "Just touch it, just touch it! I promise."

Madara frowned again, but before she could speak, someone opened the paper door: "Mrs. Lan, here are the snacks and tea."

Xiaoque appeared at the door with a tray.

As soon as he saw her, Madara stood up, with his back straight, wearing a black turtleneck, staring at Bai Lan from top to bottom, half of his face was blocked behind the collar, only a pair of phoenix eyes remained calm : "Today's treatment is over, I will take my leave first."

After speaking, he turned and left, the tail of his long black hair drew an arc in the air, and he walked out of the room in the blink of an eye.

Bai Lan sighed, watching the black factory bomb disappear behind the paper door helplessly, full of regret.

But Xiao Que knelt down, put the tray aside, and folded her hands on her knees: "Ma'am."

"Ok?"

"Please pay attention to your identity."

"……Um?"

Xiaoque shrank her fingers on her knees, but she continued to meet Bailan's gaze: "You are daimyo's wife, Madara-sama is just a ninja, if you get too close to him, maybe Chino-sama will be upset .”

Bai Lan thought it was a little funny, so she bent her eyes and laughed again. Her long, soft white hair was draped over her shoulders, and strands of it slipped down the lotus-colored feathers and piled up on her waist, like a pool of spring water blocked by a stone halfway. Refluxing into a small vortex.

Even Xiao Que, who was dissatisfied with her, dissipated a lot of anger after seeing such a beauty laughing like this.

Once the jealousy dissipated, reason came back, and Xiao Que knew that what she just said was actually overstepping her own identity.But before she could plead guilty to Mrs. Lan, Xiao Que heard the woman's soft voice: "Little Que, do you... like Mr. Xiongshu?"