[Comprehensive] Goddess of Bryan

The two stared at each other silently for a while, Madara moved the corner of his mouth and smiled mockingly: "Scared?"

Bai Lan didn't quite understand his brain circuit, but seeing that he was in a bad mood, she still smiled and replied, "I'm so handsome."

"..."

Seeing that Madara was choking, she immediately raised her face, pretending to be amazed, and squeezed her throat and shouted: "Oh, Master Madara is really handsome! He is handsome and powerful, how can there be such a good man, it is really amazing I'm so lost!"

"..." Uchiha Madara's sarcastically curved mouth flattened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bai Lan really laughed out loud now.

Uchiha Madara realized that she was playing with herself, snorted coldly, put his hand on her shoulder and pushed her away.

At this moment, Bai Lan smelled a smell of blood.

It didn't come from the outside yard, but it was very clear, lingering under the nose, as if it was close at hand...

She grabbed Banyu's hand, lowered her eyes, and most of her smile disappeared: "Are you injured?"

A slender wound crossed the back of Madara's hand. The wound was extremely thin but not shallow. It was caused by an unknown weapon, and now bright red blood was oozing from the inside.

Soon the slit-like wound turned bright red, fluid gushed out, and blood slid down Madara's raised wrist bone all the way into his sleeve.

Madara looked at Bai Lan's butterfly-like white eyelashes trembling slightly, and felt better for some reason. Unfortunately, the girl lowered her head at this time, and couldn't see her expression clearly. purple streamer.

The streamer is like the sunshine in winter, and the candlelight in the dark night, illuminating a cold and humid area, making people's hearts move gently, very slightly but not negligibly.

Uchiha Madara's hand hanging on the other side of his body moved suddenly, as if he wanted to lift it up but realized something when he was halfway through it, and put it down again quietly and slowly.

Bai Lan's attention was all on Banana's fresh wound, and she didn't notice the opponent's small movements at all.

The most frustrating thing for her was that she cared so much, but the person concerned didn't care, and said indifferently in a tone that wasn't her own hand or her own wound: "It's nothing, a small wound."

The blood dripped to the ground, and you told her it was a small wound?

Bai Lan raised her head and stared at Banban: "How small!"

It hurts to look at.

Madara really didn't care, she withdrew her hand, lowered her head and licked the overflowing blood: "To a ninja, it's nothing at all."

"But I'm not a ninja, and now you're going to listen to me."

Bai Lan pushed away his hairy head, snatched back the hand, and took out a rose-colored handkerchief from her sleeve pocket, and without hesitation tore off the expensive high-grade silk, wrapping it around the palm of Mark's hand. Bandage that wound tightly.

Madara couldn't help laughing, looked down at the handkerchief and smiled: "Your handkerchief is worth more than a hundred of my wounds."

"There's no such calculation." Bai Lan remembered that when the enemy attacked just now, it was Madara's hand that held her in his arms, so in other words, he suffered the injury on her behalf.

That being the case, let alone one handkerchief, it is worth tearing a hundred more.

It's a pity that Uchiha Madara didn't know what she was thinking. He shook his head when he heard her rebuttal, and said with emotion: "It really is a nobleman."

"..." This sentence is a bit heart-wrenching, as if Brandt is noble and himself very poor.

Bai Lan's face turned cold on the spot, and she was about to explode.

Fortunately, Madara hasn't winked to this point yet. Seeing that the atmosphere is not right, she immediately changed the subject and stood up: "There is an attack here, there must be enemies there, and I'm going to report to him about the situation here, are you coming? "

"...Go, why don't you go? After all, daimyo are also nobles, and only nobles can play with nobles." Bai Lan Chongban rolled his eyes without hesitation, stabbed this sentence, and then stretched out his hand to him, "My legs are numb Yes, give me a hand."

Madara couldn't laugh or cry again, the anger that was stabbed by Bai Lan just now disappeared instantly.

He didn't bother to talk to the young lady any more, he just bent down, grabbed her with one hand, and picked her up from the ground with one arm. Seeing that Bai Lan was still a little unsteady, he didn't let go, and asked in a low voice: " Is it still numb?"

Bai Lan kicked her leg, hissed, and replaced her answer with action.

After all, she is not a native of R country, and she is still not used to this kind of traditional clothing, and she can't tell it usually. Just now, when she was nervous and her movements froze, she accidentally cramped.

She hadn't lost her limbs to the point of degeneration, so she recovered quickly, stood up straight, straightened her clothes, and took the lead to pass Madara and open the door to go out: "Okay."

It's just that at the last second when she walked out of the room, she had a sudden idea and suddenly turned her head to look at the yard.

It moved so fast that Uchiha Madara didn't have time to stop it.

Sure enough, Bai Lan's expression changed a little after seeing the horrific corpses in the yard.Although she quickly covered up the past, Uchiha Madara was the most proficient and sensitive to matters related to the dead. He immediately noticed her emotions and asked for the second time: "Are you scared?"

Bai Lan paused in the front steps, and turned her head impatiently: "Have you already said it, you must be the one who is afraid of me and stay away from you to be happy."

So, Uchiha Madara suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Although he didn't know why he was relieved.

When Bailan saw Yuki Chino, the latter was furious, and knocked the low table with a fan. The sound was not loud, but the frequency sounded disturbing. Several guards, including Uchiha Izumi, stood On one side, no one spoke.

Fortunately, Chino Yuki stopped this kind of behavior immediately after seeing Bai Lan, put the fan in his waist, stood up to meet Bai Lan, held Bai Lan's hand, and asked with concern: "Why are you here? Are you okay?"

Bai Lan rolled his eyes at him and smiled: "What can I do with Mr. You Madara. It's Mr. Yugi, are you okay?"

"It's okay, the ninjas of the Uchiha clan are indeed reliable." Yuki Chino's gloomy face finally healed a little.

He looked at Bai Lan left and right, and after confirming that she was really okay, he thanked Madara who stood aside for a long time: "It's really thanks to Mr. Madara, otherwise Xiao Lan would be in danger."

Madara glanced at Bai Lan, whose back was facing him. She had long silver-white hair hanging down to her waist, soft and smooth, with a slightly curly tail. When it passed over the back of her hand, it was like running water, clear and slightly cool: "It should."

Quan Nai couldn't help but glanced at his brother. When he followed his brother's gaze and landed on Mrs. Lan, he felt a tragic feeling of "what should come is still coming".

Chino Yuki didn't seem to notice this subtlety. He took Bai Lan's hand and led her back to where he was sitting just now, and sat down together. After making sure that Bai Lan was obediently leaning against him, he said to his subordinates again: "I'm still in a daze!" What are you doing here? Hurry up and go."

Several guards breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been pardoned, and quickly bowed and retreated.

Yuki Chino looked at the two Uchiha brothers again, probably because the ninjas of the Uchiha family contributed a lot this time, his attitude when he spoke was much better than before: "The Uchiha family really lives up to their reputation, and there are many talents."

Usually this kind of external affairs is in charge of Quan Nai, and it is the same this time today.

Quan Nai always had a warm and gentle smile on her face, and her eyes were restrained and soft. She was more like a young son of a noble family than a ninja, but after seeing him make a move just now, Chino Yuki would never treat him as a Waiting for young people to look at.Now this young man with a good face but a ruthless face replied softly: "This is our task, we should not be praised by adults like this."

Chino Yuki also smiled back: "I've always been very clear about rewards and punishments. You guys have done a good job this time. Both me and Xiaolan have protected you in place. Naturally, we should praise you."

The two of them praised each other like this, and when the atmosphere became heated, they began to chat about the commission and other matters this time.

Uchiha Madara has never been interested in this kind of occasion.

He turned his wrist carelessly, and looked aimlessly at the daimyo's house, from the screen with landscape paintings on the side to the antique furnishings on the low table, from the porcelain plates with round oranges to the chair sitting next to daimyo. girl.

At this time, she couldn't see the lazy appearance before, she was sitting on her knees, her back was straight, and there was a mask-like smile on her face, which was beautiful but false, and even her moonlight-like silver hair seemed to have changed. It became a cool artificial silver thread.

Sensing Madara's gaze, Bai Lan glanced at him, there was a faint smile in the purple fox eyes, that smile was much more real and warm than the curvature of her mouth.

Madara immediately understood that the other party was laughing at his boring appearance, so he lightly raised his chin at Bai Lan's hands.

The pair of round and beautiful fingers overlapped each other and lay flat on the knee, but one of the index fingers kept tapping the knee.Obviously, Bai Lan was just as impatient as him, both of them were in the same boat, so don't laugh at a hundred steps at fifty steps.

The arc of Bai Lan's eyes was bent again, her slender eyebrows and eyes were like a white fox being stroked comfortably, and Chong Ban lazily swept away its snow-white fluffy tail.

The two of them just made eye contact silently, and it was quite interesting for a while.

By the time Yuki Chino and Izumi Uchiha finished talking about business, Bai Lan was already in a good mood.Even when she learned that she was about to follow Chino Yuki back to the capital of the Land of Fire, this good mood didn't change much.

Anyway, she has already thought about it. If she really wants to see Madara again in the future, then she will send a mission. She doesn't believe that the Uchiha clan will push the business out.

On the other hand, Uchiha Madara was not very enthusiastic about going home. If it weren't for his brother's urgent urging behind him, he would have almost accepted the task entrusted by Senno Yuki to Uchiha to escort the team back to the city.It's a pity that Quan Nai said that the clan should not leave the clan leader for too long, and let other clansmen and himself take up the task, but instead kicked Madara back to the clan.

Uchiha Madara went on the road alone, and split up with the huge convoy in the opposite direction.It was not until he ran for a long time that he stopped on the branch of a tree, turned his head and looked back, his eyes were full of green, and he could no longer see the fiery red of the maple tree in the hot spring villa, and of course he could not see it. Can't see a touch of silver in the red.

He touched the back of his hand, and the wound on it was almost healed, but he still let the rose-colored handkerchief wrap his palm, and he didn't even wear the gloves he had been used to for a long time.

The soft silk is soft and close to the skin, as if someone's hands are gently held in the warmth of the hands.

Uchiha Madara shook his head, turned his head and moved on.The hand wrapped in the handkerchief was lightly clenched into a fist, holding the silk in the palm of his hand, and he didn't let go until he arrived at the clan land of Nanhechuan.