Douluo Zhibo Madara

"So, do you know him?" Shui Bing'er kept the big sister's smile on her face and asked the little boy in a gentle voice as he devoured the food.

The child looked behind him with lingering fear. He glanced at Madara, who had his eyes closed and was concentrating. He shook his head with lack of confidence. He looked extremely cute.

"Kid, don't be afraid! And, eat slowly!" Shui Yue'er looked at the boy who looked like a little hamster, and felt so cute that his heart almost melted.

"Tell sister, what's your name?" Xue Wu subconsciously stretched out her finger and poked the little boy's bulging cheek, which was bulging with food, and her tone became a little gentler without realizing it.

Xuewu suddenly felt goosebumps on her back and tilted her back slightly. A pair of blood-red eyes with a fierce light were staring at her.

Xuewu quietly retracted her hand, and then the terrifying trembling feeling gradually disappeared.

"I don't have a name! Not since I was born!" The little boy stopped chewing, lowered his head and said in despair.

"Then let's give him a name! Call him Little Hamster, cutie?" Shui Yue'er said whimsically, although she was extremely happy.

"He has a name. His name is..." Madara interrupted her unceremoniously and opened her mouth to say it, but seemed to think of something again and fell into deep thought.

Hashirama?It seems that he is not qualified yet!

"Senju!" Madara was silent for a while, and slowly uttered two words under the expectant eyes of many girls.

"Pfft! Hahahahaha!" Shui Yue'er took the lead and couldn't help laughing. She kept pounding the table and almost burst into tears.

However, under Madara's malicious gaze, Shui Yue'er still shut her mouth obediently.

"His martial spirit is wood, why not call her Mumu!" Shui Bing'er, as the eldest sister of the group, said suggestively after stopping Shui Yue'er's mischief.

"This is pretty good!" After some discussion, the others felt that it was more reasonable and said that this name was the perfect name for Senju proposed by Madara.

"Little guy, your name will be Mumu from now on!" Shui Yue'er smiled and touched the little head of the boy who was now called Mumu and said.

"This child must be mine!" Madara held the table with both hands and glanced at the others casually, with a hint of threat in his tone.

Is this a custody battle?

Shui Yue'er and others all rolled their eyes inwardly, but they still didn't dare to show it.

After all, whoever has the bigger fist makes sense these days!

By the way, is this little guy the illegitimate son of this cold-faced man?Shui Yue'er thought with malice.

"I'm going to accept this little guy as my disciple!" After a pause, Ban showed a narrow smile, but this made Shui Yue'er and the others feel like they had seen a ghost.

I thought about Hashirama in his previous life, who had always suppressed him in the ninja world, and then looked at the little devil in front of him who was less than his waist...

It seems that the operating space is a bit large!

Madara felt that it would be better to be strict with this little thing that he had just recognized and seemed to be somewhat reluctant to do so, so as not to develop Hashirama's silly and annoying character.

Madara thought for a while that he needed to continue to go deeper into the Star Dou Forest. The further back he went, the more dangerous it would be, so he could only leave Mumu to them: "You have finished hunting for the soul ring. Let's take him back to the original town first, and wait. Me!"

"No problem!" Shui Yue'er promised, patting his chest. In fact, who knew what he was thinking in his heart.

After bidding farewell to Shui Bing'er and the others, Madara continued to run toward the depths of the forest alone.

"What kind of soul beast should I choose?" Madara wondered in his heart.

But while Madara was running through the jungle, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Roar!!" The soul beast roared in anger as it approached Madara's direction with all its might.

"You're actually so blind?" Madara was quite surprised, feeling that this soul beast simply took the wrong medicine.

You must know that Madara now makes no secret of his ferocious and malicious aura. Ordinary spirit beasts will definitely avoid him after seeing him. It is rare to see such a stubborn person dare to come up to him.

It turned out to be a gray wolf-shaped soul beast, with blood-red eyes full of madness, far less ferocious and cunning than wolves. When he saw Madara, he immediately pounced on Madara regardless.

With a mere thousand-year-old soul beast, it was simply a fantasy to kill Madara.

"Death!" Madara shook the sickle slightly to shake off the blood drops, and carried it behind his back again as if he had done a trivial thing worth mentioning.

"Ouch!" Before Madara could finish cleaning up the corpse, howls came one after another, and pairs of blood-red eyes were densely packed, which looked very scary in the darkness of the jungle.

Madara cut off the head of the last soul beast with all his strength. This soul beast, which had been covered with bruises and only half of its body was still struggling tenaciously to kill Madara. The soul beast with scarlet eyes swallowed its last breath unwillingly.

There seems to be something wrong here!

Since Madara entered this area, he has killed dozens of crazy soul beasts in succession. All the soul beasts pounced on Madara desperately when they saw him for the first time, without any caution in the past. , some are just craziness in the blood-red eyes.

Something is affecting them!

Madara felt that there was no way to continue like this, so he closed his eyes, gradually calmed his mind, and then entered the sage mode that he had practiced for a long time.

Madara's perception in sage mode was improved almost exponentially, and he soon felt something was wrong.

In Madara's perception, Zheng Yuanyuan in a cave just a few miles in front of him was constantly releasing red waves. All the approaching soul beasts soon had their eyes stained with scarlet, turning into the kind of people who lost their minds. of ferocious beasts.

That obscure blood wave, even though Madara was far away, he still felt its influence.

Madara silently took off the scythe and fan from his back, adjusted himself, and then cautiously leaned over.

The closer he got to the cave, the more he felt like this. Madara felt the sudden killing intent in his heart, the desire that seemed to destroy everything.

Madara naturally did not dare to be careless. In sage mode, he always kept his true intentions and tried his best to calm his inner restlessness.

Madara looked at the cave where flashes of blood flashed from time to time, and walked in without hesitation.

As soon as he entered, Madara felt as if he had stepped on something under his feet. When he lowered his head and looked down, he found that it was a human skeleton.

Through the flashing blood light from time to time, Madara was able to clearly see the situation in the cave. Countless bones were spread on the ground, so densely packed that the ground could not even be seen.

"What a dangerous place!" Madara's heart became more solemn, knowing that this place was even a dangerous place.

"What is it hiding?" Madara thought and licked the corners of his inexplicably dry mouth, suppressed the aroused murderous intention, and walked along the road towards the depths of the cave.