Traveling with Indra

Chapter 193 Eat melon, eat melon

"So the performance art that the teacher talked about really exists." Neji couldn't help but sigh. According to common sense, Lord Madara, who has turned into a hollow, would not be attacked. This was obviously done on purpose.

"…Huh?" Sasuke was shocked and showed a rare stunned expression.

Kakashi: -_-||Ningji likes to fool Sasuke.

The body of the Evil World Hashirama recovered at an astonishing speed. His eyes gradually opened, and when they regained focus, he quickly observed his opponent. When he saw his face on Madara's chest, his expression instantly became dull, his facial features twitched, and his brows were tightly furrowed. This expression seemed to overlap with the one on Madara's chest.

"What...is that?" Why is there my face on your chest?

Madara was very satisfied with everyone's attitude, and he tore off his rag-like shirt and threw it on the ground. He was only wearing a pair of shorts, but he was arrogant and confident as if he was wearing a crown, without any embarrassment about his chest being seen by the real person.

He was even...extremely proud!

Who can get the fresh flesh and blood of Hashirama Senju when he was alive?

Only Uchiha Madara could do it.

Madara landed in front of the Outer Path Demon Statue, looked at the restored Demon Statue and raised his lips. "Hashirama, this is your power. Only after I got it... can I open the Samsara Eye."

"So that's how it is." The Evil World Hashirama understood immediately. It turned out to be a flesh and blood transplant.

He couldn't help but fall into memory. When did Madara get his cells? Was it the last battle? Did Madara fight him just to get his cells?

Madara pointed a hand at his chest and described how he had the power he had now. "What the stone tablet said was correct. In order to seek stability, the gods divided yin and yang into two poles. The two complemented each other and eventually transformed into all things. As long as you have this power, you can achieve true happiness."

"Second Hokage, what's going on between your brother and Uchiha Madara?" Neji asked delicately. This didn't feel right. "The First Hokage just accepted it? Didn't question his face on someone else's chest? Because that person was Uchiha Madara?"

[Because this person is Uchiha Madara? ]

[Because this person is Uchiha Madara? ]

[Because this person is Uchiha Madara? ]

These words suddenly echoed in the ears of the Edo Tensei Tobirama like a loop. He gritted his teeth and almost ground them. He glared at the harmless-looking Neji fiercely: "Shut up! They're fine!"

What the hell is this kid asking?

How could this be the reason?

"I think something's wrong." Sasuke silently moved away a little. He finally understood why Izuna didn't like Senju.

"Well... Danzo also has it." Kakashi thought it might be the literal meaning, without so many twists and turns.

"What did you say?" Edo Tenshin Tobirama turned his head stiffly. Does Danzo also have the face of the eldest brother?

Just as he was about to lose his temper, he heard a series of gasps. It turned out that the sensing ninja had arrived nearby and obviously knew the outcome of the battle and could influence the outcome.

[What's going on?] Nara Shikaku listened to the gasps and inexplicable screams in his head. Were these professionals talking so excitedly in their minds?

[Oh my god! There is something wrong between Uchiha Madara and the first Hokage!]

[This is a big problem.]

[Help me, give me back a pair of eyes I have never seen.]

[Then why are you staring so wide-eyed? Don’t look at me.]

[It can't close.] A certain perceptive ninja opened his eyes wide, trying to see more hidden plots.

[Excuse.] You blow it, you keep blowing it.

At the information summary station of the perception class, Yamanaka Inoichi didn't know how to explain this to his old friends. In short, all the connected perception-type ninjas seemed to have a bug and could not accept Uchiha Madara's current situation.

"What's going on? How is the battlefield going? How is the fight between the First Generation and Madara? Who has the upper hand?" Nara Shikaku asked a lot of questions at once. What are these people on the front line doing?

After a brief silence, someone finally spoke:

[Hmm... the situation on the scene is a bit complicated.]

[Uchiha Madara is showing off the face of the first generation on his chest to everyone.]

Command: ???

"What the hell?"

"what?"

"The face of the first generation?"

"Whose chest are you talking about?"

God!

What did we do wrong?

Everyone felt that this was an unacceptable stimulation. Except for some children, those who worked in the ninja industry basically knew that the nobles liked hook literature.

I didn't expect that in such a big battle, the First Hokage and the Fourth War's big boss would reveal such an unclear relationship.

Since Obito was defeated so quickly, the Five Kage only helped the Sealing Squad to control the Tailed Beasts and came together. Jiraiya, riding on a toad, almost fell off the head of the toad boss, Bunta.

I swear to God, he is a writer of pure love, he likes hot and sexy girls like Tsunade, he would never be curious about such things.

"Don't look at what is inappropriate. Don't look at what is inappropriate." Jiraiya was rarely reserved and covered his eyes and wanted to wash them thoroughly.

other people:"……"

—Inside a certain barrier—

Asura's wood tied up a young man with pigtails. His handsome face was twisted with anger, and his whole body was tied up in mid-air like a cricket cocoon. His dark eyes were so angry that they opened into a kaleidoscope.

"Let me go... wuwu... let me go..." Uchiha Izuna was so angry. How could his best brother in the world become like this? What on earth did that bastard Senju Hashirama do to his brother?

Why did my brother leave the alliance?

Why does my brother want infinite Tsukuyomi?

"Don't be angry, let's have a good talk with Madara later." Ashura comforted in a gentle tone. The younger brother who was the reincarnation of his brother's chakra, rounding it off, is his younger brother. He treats Izuna and Tobirama the same.

Tobirama: Get out!

Izuna: No need.

"I'm going to kill Senju Hashirama! If I don't kill him, I won't be called... wuwu..." Izuna was halfway through saying these cruel words when her mouth was sealed by the Wood Release again, leaving only a pair of angry Sharingans staring at people.

"He's already dead and can't be killed. Or do you not want to be named Uchiha?" Ming Luo kindly reminded. Look at that cracked face. He's no longer a living person. What's the point of chopping him up?

"..." Izuna, who was struggling desperately, got stuck and froze there, unable to move.

"Quan Naishuli, eat." Xuanxuan took out the snowflake crisps, tore open the package, and stuffed it into his mouth with her chubby little hands.

"..." Izuna bit the snowflake crisp and chewed it hard. The way he gnashed his teeth was exactly the same as that of a certain white-haired man on the battlefield.

"Aze, wipe uncle's face."

Aze wiped the crumbs from the corner of Izuna's mouth, looked at his sister with a soft smile, and was fed a mouthful of snowflake crisps, which he ate happily. He liked being needed by his sister, and he felt so happy when his sister stroked his head.

Indra looked away in confusion. Aze was a replica of Ashura. Did his dear daughter have to worry about her brother all the time like himself?

"Mingluo..." Will my daughter blame me if I separate these two siblings?

Ming Luo rubbed his palm and smiled mischievously. "It's okay. To a little brother, what a sister says is the truth. When Aze turns six and goes to school, he will know that it is difficult for a boy to fit in with a group of little girls. There are always cute little sisters who can threaten his position."

Indra blinked in confusion, not understanding for a moment. "A threat?"

"Look at Izunai." Mingluo raised her chin and gestured to the Zongzi next to her.

"Yeah." Indra understood immediately and nodded at Izuna.

Izuna: ...What do you mean?