Chapter 137 Yun Xia
"Big brother!"

Panting slightly, Kaijian cheerfully pushed open the wooden door of Hokage's office.

A pungent smell of alcohol made him quickly take a step back. The scene in the room made him feel dizzy.

The brand new round table in the middle of the room was full of empty wine bottles, and Hokage of Konoha was lying on the table like a slug, facing Madara with a calm face in front of him, saying incoherently: "Drink! Madara don't think. I didn't see you just now I'm raising fish."

Madara glanced at the gate, and nodded at Hashirama who was drunk, "It was Sharingan just now, which made you hallucinate."

"Really?" Hashirama suddenly felt himself being lifted up, and his drunken eyes looked at the familiar face full of phantoms, "You are here, Sit down, let's have a drink together."

With his heart in a mess, Tomona thoughtfully took out a towel from his pocket, and wiped the wine off Hashirama's face.

After tidying up the drunken Hashirama, Tomona opened the doors and windows of the office with a headache, glaring at the culprit who was leisurely beside him.

Caressing the sake of Madara, he looked at the angry gaze across the air, and said slowly: "Hashirama wants to experience for myself how it feels to be invincible in the moon."

Tokaima, who sat down on the wooden chair, reluctantly agreed with Madara's statement. If it wasn't for the elder brother's own wishes, no one would get him drunk.

He put his palm on Hashirama's back, and the Chakra of similar nature bloomed, causing the quiet Chakra in the elder brother's body to start surging, speeding up the dissolution of the alcohol in his body.

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of the incident of the Blood Pool family?"

Madara took a sip of sake silently, looked at Hashirama who was resting on the chair, and there was a trace of drunkenness in his voice: "There will always be conflicts between ideals and realizations. Hashirama realized it by building a hidden village. Peace, but you don't seem to agree with it in your heart."

Seeing Tomona lowering her head in silence, Madara raised the corners of her mouth and smiled dumbly, and continued: "The ninja's model of relying on entrustment to survive needs to be changed."

Madara looked at the eyes that suddenly sparkled between the doors, and continued: "Do you know what Lu Sheng and I saw in the moon?"

"what?"

I have been indulging in the thoughts of the past, and I feel a dry throat.

"The moon was created by the Sage of the Six Paths." Madara stood up and took out two bottles of sake from the iron cabinet, and placed them on the table between himself and Hibiki, "And the inside of the moon is a new world recreated by Otsutsuki Hamura. The project far exceeds the establishment of a brand new village, and now Hashirama and I want to follow the example of our predecessors and transform this ninja world, but it is a breeze."

Click.

Bite open the lid of the wine lid with his teeth, took a sip of sake, stared into Madara's eyes, and said, "Combining people's hearts may be more difficult than creating the world."

"Maybe you're right." Madara, whose face was stained burgundy, smiled, "If you form a ninja alliance on the condition of changing the harsh living environment of other countries, do you think the other kage will agree?"

Tobima, who was drinking mulled wine, didn't speak, which accelerated the surge of chakra in his hand.

"They must agree." Madara paused, staring past Hashirama at the world map behind him, "From the moment the alliance was established, is it necessary for such creatures as daimyo and nobles to exist in the ninja world?"

"Well."

Hashirama, who had a splitting headache, opened his eyes, looked at the two people looking at each other in confusion, and counted the wine bottles beside him with his head down.

Moments later, facing Madara who was holding up the scroll, he said excitedly, "Have I reached the threshold of being the enemy of ten thousand people?"

"not yet."

Madara, who unfolded the scroll on the wooden board, gave him a sideways glance, and thought in his heart that it was simply impossible to reproduce the pride of drinking with a whole city.

"boom!"

The smoke rose, and the column with ten tails was neatly cut off and solidified, lying quietly in the room, attracting Brother Qianshou's attention.

Madara imitated Raikage's move, concentrated the beating arc of Chakra on the palm of his hand, cut off a large piece of seal and sealed it in a new scroll, and said to the two people around him: "This is reserved for Lu Sheng. "

The legendary sacred tree is right in front of you.

Hashirama slapped the wooden stake with joy, and said to Zhuo Madara: "How about integrating it into my wooden escape?"

On the side of the door, suppressing his excited expression, he retorted: "This is a sacred tree with very important research value, so we can't just gossip about it."

Hashirama, who was not hit at all, suggested enthusiastically, "How about cultivating it into the tree species?"

this way.

Madara stroked his chin and nodded to indicate that it was feasible. If he fought Mutun, which contained the material of the sacred tree, it would be full of unprecedented freshness. He glanced at the door and said, "Are you sure?"

No one can be questioned by Uchiha. This is the hidden creed of Togama. He immediately retorted: "Give me time, and the tree species will definitely be cultivated."

The clear ringing of the bell came from outside the window, and Madara listened to it, but he didn't expect that it was already the time for the ninja school to dismiss.

The urgent sound struck Lu Sheng's heartstrings intensively, making him restless, standing on the roof overlooking the bustling crowd below.

"Today~ is Xiaozhili on duty."

There was an intermittent teasing sound from behind, and Huo Nue, with a drunken face, was leaning against the wall, slowly shaking the wine bottle.

Lu Sheng turned around and looked at his face in distress, "With this degree, there's no need to pretend to be drunk."

"Hi!~"

"Sure enough, you are still, secretly drinking the wine that can master all the properties of Chakra."

Lu Sheng resolutely gave up on waking up the man pretending to be drunk, tidied up his scattered clothes, and walked downstairs.

The bustling campus returned to silence. Lu Sheng walked alone on the quiet corridor, and he could clearly hear the unsatisfactory heartbeat in his chest.

The door of the familiar Class A classroom opened inward, and the girl standing at the door opened her eyes in surprise, as if she didn't know what to say.

After Mao Yumo controlled his expression, he hurriedly grabbed Lu Sheng's sleeve and pulled him to the other side to ensure that the voice of the conversation would not be heard by Jiri.

"My strength has increased a lot in the past two years. Do you want to find a chance to compete again?"

The girl with a fighting spirit on her face frowned her heroic eyebrows, and stared at the opponent she had been looking forward to in her heart for two years.

"No problem." Lu Sheng, who thought he was good at it, agreed, "Where is the competition?"

Mao was in a position where she could see a strand of purple hair floating from the classroom to the corridor. She pondered for a while, "This competition is top-secret. I will go to the library to study which training ground is more suitable."

After Mao finished saying this, he pointed to the corridor secretly, missed his shoulder and walked towards the outside of the ninja school.

After receiving the signal, Lu Sheng turned around knowingly, looking at the smiling girl standing in front of the classroom door.

The light purple hair lingered around her elegant face, the brilliant light and shadow made her look more radiant, and the gentleness in the autumn water made Lu Sheng not know what to say for a while.

He could only trot up to her, and stare blankly at her bright eyes full of smiles. The closeness of each other made it easy for him to smell the faint fragrance of Zhili's body.

Before he could say anything, Zhili approached the distance between the two of them with a smile, raised his hand instantly, grabbed his cheek, and his eyes were stained with anger: "Say! Where did the alcohol come from?"

Feeling the elongated face of Lu Sheng, his voice became out of shape, with a hint of grievance: "It's a souvenir from the moon for Mr. Huohe~"

"That's it!" Zhili put his hands behind his back and rubbed his fingertips, reminiscing about the feeling just now, leaned forward and looked at Lu Sheng at close range, "Don't stick to that kind of thing!"

The closeness of the cheeks, the short distance made each other feel their warm breath, Lu Sheng silently turned his face, took out two scrolls from the ninja bag and put them in the girl's hand.

"The moon soil is sealed inside the white scroll."

"Meteor iron is sealed inside the black scroll."

Lu Sheng held the scroll tightly in the girl's slender palm, and narrated seriously.

"Moon soil?"

Zhili stared at the white scroll in his left hand, looked at his right hand flickeringly, and placed it in front of Lu Sheng to signal for him to take it back.

Something like meteorite is too precious, and her ninja sword is enough, so she doesn't need such a superb ninja tool.

Suddenly realizing that the two sides had been standing in the corridor for a long time, Lu Sheng smiled and pushed the girl's right hand back and closed the classroom.

The two walked in the shade to avoid the scorching sun, and he explained to Zhili's puzzled eyes: "We found something better on the moon, and we can create a set of flame fans that belong to us."

Zhili pouted his face, blinked his bright eyes, and said softly, "It's just from Lu Sheng."

Lu Sheng stopped, stared into her eyes, and emphasized word by word: "It's us."

Zhili, who understood what was going on, took Lu Sheng's right hand and interlocked his ten fingers tightly.

The hot palms conveyed each other's temperature, and they blended together silently. The closeness of hearts made her smile like a flower, and she repeated briskly: "It's us."

The clouds on the horizon were stirred by the setting sun at this moment, and the sky where the light and shade meet was stained with an intoxicating red glow.

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