[Column spot] Mid-moon frost

×Eve of the third act×

The war between the Land of Fire and the Land of Thunder has finally begun.One side is the country of thunder, which occupies three-fifths of the mainland, and the other side is the country of fire, which has already annexed the country of wind and has the most unique natural resources.

One side has a new type of combat force, while the other side insists on fighting with the ninja family as a unit.There is no doubt that the Kingdom of Fire faced a disadvantage from the very beginning.The ninjas in the Land of Wind are not trusted by the Yamana clan, and it is more difficult for the famous ninjas in the Land of Fire to cooperate as well as the army of the Land of Thunder.The Nara, Yamanaka, and Akimichi clans in the south huddled together to keep warm. The Sarutobi clan in the northwest rarely left the canyon and only performed tasks within their own sphere of influence. The Inuzuka and Ayurome clans in the east did not actively participate in the battle, but guarded the border. The Hyuga family, as the former part of the old aristocratic Morita family, has never been close to the Yamana family. Even the Yamana family worried that they would be rebelled by the Date family. , had to provide for them.

If it wasn't for the Senju Clan, to be precise, if it wasn't for Senju Hashirama, it would be a troublesome problem to think about these ninja alliances.The Yamana family marveled at the political charm of the Senju patriarch countless times, and was also wary of the ever-expanding influence of Senju Zhuma.

The war lasted for two years. Although Qianshou Zhujian tried his best to turn the tide many times, even so, it couldn't stop the decline of the Fire Nation.I don't know which aide's stratagem the Yamana clan listened to, and continued to suppress the power of the Qianshou clan openly and secretly in the later stage.

In order to be able to win the war, under the efforts of Senjujuma, the various ethnic groups have reached a superficial union, with this special figure Senjujuma as the leader.In fact, if you don't do this, the Qianshou clan alone will not be able to defeat the well-trained new army.But in the later period, this centralization of power continued to touch Yamana's increasingly fragile and sensitive nerves.

With such external and internal troubles in the Land of Fire, the outcome of the final decisive battle seems to have already been written.

"elder sister!"

Quan Nai shouted, and the heroic and powerful warrior in red armor turned around, showing him a bright smile with red eyes and beautiful face.

"what happened?"

Quan Nai stared blankly at this older sister who seemed happier and more excited than ever before, and opened her mouth.

——Is it because there is finally a showdown with Senjujuma?

"Martial luck is prosperous." Quan Nai smiled, and finally chose to bless her like every time she watched her sister go to the battlefield.

To his surprise, this time his sister didn't answer, but called his name.

"Quinai."

"En!" Quan Nai quickly responded, waiting for her sister's next words.

Then, Quanna was attracted by her sister's beautiful eyes, and her sister seemed to have said something to him, but it was like a superficial touch, and it was over.

Beside him, a small hand tugged at the hem of his clothes, and when he came to his senses, the army had already set off.

×××

This is a battle that is destined to be recorded in the annals of history. In this world, except for Senju Hashirama, no one can compete with Uchiha Madara.At the end of the fight, the armies of both sides had withdrawn from the central battlefield by default, observing the battle from afar.

This is also the most exciting three days after Uchiha Madara returned from the other side.She can finally fight with Qianshou Zhujian to her heart's content, enjoy the blood flowing in her whole body, which is close to boiling; enjoy the collision of weapons, and the huge impact makes her wrists numb; Susanoo's armor was broken piece by piece, and the materialized Chakra armor fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

"Hahahahahaha... yes, that's it..."

After avoiding a merciless cutting, Madara smiled happily when she saw Senju Hashirama's expression as if she had made up her mind.

For three days and three nights, the Eternal Kaleidoscope Sharingan faced Shangxianshu Mudun, and the terrifying destructive power changed the surrounding terrain for hundreds of miles.

At the end of the fight, Madara looked at the exhausted Hashirama, kneeling in the rain.

It's raining.

It is normal for such frequent fire escapes to rain.

Spot's hair was soaked by the rain, and the sticky strands of hair clinged to the hot skin, everything was as in memory.

"You lost, Hashirama." Madara stood like that, holding a sickle and a flame fan, and tilted his head slightly, "This time it's your turn, you can't lose. Now I am standing."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the water flowed down from the forehead, formed a water film, flowed over the bruised cheeks, dispersed again, turned into water droplets, and poured into the neck.

Hashirama was panting on the ground, in a state of distress, most of his armor had been destroyed by Madara, because Madara had hit his chest hard, and now every breath was accompanied by pain.

Madara's killing moves put him in danger countless times, but he successfully dealt with them all. Senju Hashirama couldn't tell whether Madara really wanted to kill him, or believed in his ability to escape.

The sound of the rain was a bit noisy, and Madara chuckled lightly from Hashirama.

"Why is this depressed? Based on your beliefs, this level may not be enough to make you suffer so much. Come on, choose your path."

In fact, Madara didn't try her best. Obviously, with the eyes of reincarnation, she can completely suppress Senjujuma, who has not yet reached its heyday at this time, but she doesn't want to.

She just waited quietly, and the people behind her swung their knives at her.

——Thousand-hand column room.

Uchiha Madara raised the corners of his mouth, realizing that the people on the ground had been replaced by wooden cockroaches in the blink of an eye.

Madara looked up at the sky, the full moon was in the sky, and the moon was full on a rainy night, but it was a rare beauty.

A familiar breath approached her back, but when she put away her smile, she made an unexpected movement.

It was a person's hot chest, which was pressed tightly against her always sensitive back.

Senju Zhuma reached out and hugged her.

--what?

Spot opened his eyes.

"spot……"

The person behind the ear, in the rain, said so.

"I've always believed that the two of us can achieve a common dream."

The armor was removed, leaving only a thin layer of clothing, and Madara could clearly feel Hashirama's heartbeat, which was very close to her heart, gently causing the skin on her back to vibrate.

"I have always believed that all the actions you have taken since you left are also working hard for that ideal, but you have chosen a different path from mine."

The man's voice was hoarse.

"But, Madara, but..." Senju Bashima pursed her lips, unable to hide her grief after all, "On the road to my dream, I... hope you can always be with me."

Feeling the warm liquid on his shoulders that was different from the cold rain, Madara slowly let go, and the flame fan and sickle fell to the ground, splashing all over the floor.

"Madara?" Hashirama was pleasantly surprised to feel Madara's smooth palm caressing the back of his hand, which meant that Madara had already taken off his gloves and was not going to fight anymore.

The woman gently took away Hashirama's arm, turned around, her beautiful face could not be concealed even though it was stained with blood, and revealed a gentle smile that Hashirama had not seen for a long time.

"Ah," Madara, with a helpless tone, lightly stroked Hashirama's face, "Sure enough, it's best if you are like this."

Madara put his arms around Hashirama's head, motioning for Hashirama to get closer.

Hashirama's eyes widened, and the pain in his eyes instantly turned into joy. He seemed to be in disbelief, but his heart jumped for Madara's response.

He started kissing, he started hugging, he started being happy that they survived.

Between lips and tongue, the rain has stopped.

After the kiss was over, Hashirama opened his eyes and realized that he had been floating in mid-air without knowing when.And Madara stood in front of him, with a pair of strange lavender eyes, looking at him intently.

"spot……?"

Hashirama shouted uncertainly, always feeling that the atmosphere was getting weird.

The dark clouds dissipated and the moonlight became clearer.The clean moonlight shone on Madara's face, and the white light seemed to have formed a thin layer of frost on it.

Madara leaned closer, smiled and kissed Hashirama's forehead.

"Happy birthday."

Hashirama was stunned for a moment, then asked eagerly: "Madara, do you agree? We can fulfill our dreams together."

"what."

I only heard her answer inexplicably, and stretched out a hand.

Then, when he was still in a trance between Qianshou Zhujian, he felt a sharp pain in his eyes.

"Ugh!!"

He cried out in pain, trying to break free, but found that he couldn't move.

Soon, he lost his vision.

Senshou Zhujian's brain went blank, he didn't understand what was going on, the pain made him tremble, made him short of breath, and made him start coughing.In the darkness, he kept calling Madara's name.

And all he could hear was Madara answering him over and over again.

All this until something seemed to be put into his eyes again, and the strong recovery force allowed the wound to heal quickly, and the pain subsided.He blinked, realizing that he seemed to be able to see again.Immediately afterwards, the nerves were connected and the sight was focused.

He saw that the spot with blood gushing out of his eyes was staring at him seriously with a pair of pure black eyes.

He heard the soft voice of the woman.

"I have created your ideal world, Hashirama."

Uchiha Madara, the god who once plunged the world into eternal night, sent all creatures into dreams, and then extradited all souls to Huangquan, finally blocked the entrance of reincarnation and cut off the cause and effect in the world, said so.

"Go on with this dream, Senshou Hashirama... I will always be by your side."

This time, I choose your way.

Suddenly, Hashirama felt powerful chakra pouring into his body, which made him terrified.

"Madara? What are you going to do? Madara! Madara!!"

Hashirama watched Madara's body emitting a halo, which gradually became transparent and blurred.

He yelled, yelled, until finally, the moment Madara completely disappeared, something caught his ears and made him stop struggling.

Qianshou Zhujian slowly raised one of his hands.

— there is nothing there.