People are in Hokage, start dancing by grabbing Madara's neck

"Let's go! Quanna!"

Hearing his father's call, Quan Nai quickly looked back at his brother's back, pulled out a slender knife from behind and gathered his energy:

"Yes!"

Among the trees on the other side of the two, Fojian and Feijian also rushed out of the grass in an instant!

Swish-! !

A gust of wind suddenly blew beside Hashirama who was running towards the woods, and two figures rushed past him towards the stream!

Hashirama turned his head abruptly, and he looked shocked at the backs of Tobima and his father rushing up the creek.

pat!

The four people sprinted and landed in the middle of the stream at the same time. The four looked at each other in pairs, only a few meters apart.

The clear stream flows under the feet of several people.

Quan Nai's knife was out of its sheath, and he was holding it forward and backward, carefully staring at the door standing opposite him.

Fojian held a Kunai with a cold glow in his hand, and his other hand was already holding the handle of the knife on his back.

A cloth band was tied around his head, but in his mind he was thinking about what he thought about last night.

As a patriarch, he carefully considered the feasibility of Hashirama's idea and the effect it would get after implementing it.

Finally, he came up with a result.

Doing so will do more good than harm to the family.

He looked at Uchiha Tajima, who was slightly bent over and in a fighting posture, and both of them spoke at the same time:

"Uchihata!"

"Thousand-handed Buddha room...!"

The patriarchs of the two big families were stunned at the same time, and then Uchiha Tajima's sword was gripped even tighter.

"It seems that we have thought of going together... Uchiha Tajima."

Fojian said in a flat tone, and he lowered his eyebrows slightly. After fighting Uchiha for many years, he knew that Tajima would not compromise so easily.

So Fojian straightened up first, no longer maintaining a slightly forward fighting posture, and released his hand from the handle of the knife.

But Uchiha Tajima became more vigilant, and he even took two steps back.

He looked at the appearance of the Buddha deliberately showing flaws, and remembered that his son Uchiha Madara found him yesterday evening.

And he called his only younger brother, Quan Na.

For the first time, this kid confided his heart in front of him.

He actually wants to give up revenge for his dead relatives, he wants to reconcile with the Thousand Hands Clan! ?

When Uchiha Tajima was furious, the patriarch of the Uchiha clan suddenly discovered the blood-red Sharingan in Madara's eyes.

This time, Tajima seemed to understand Madara's thoughts.

Ming Mingban didn't explain anything, just stood where he was, staring at his father with his weird and creepy Sharingan.

Tian Dao came back to his senses, he looked at the stubborn old man Qianshou Buddhajian who had been fighting with him for many years in front of him, and Buddhajian looked so slack that he had never seen before.

If it is said that he won the war at all costs, then the Fojian is a desperate and stubborn resistance that takes everything into consideration.

But now...

Tajima glanced at the Buddhist room with knife-like wrinkles on his face.

are you tired?Thousand-handed Buddha room!

"Father!"

At this time, Madara's voice came from behind Tajima, and the young and immature voice slightly disturbed the patriarch's mind.

"Father! Only now! Reconcile with Qianshou!"

Madara's voice continued to come from behind Uchiha Tajima, making Tajima a little restless.

Tajima turned his face slightly, and looked at Madara Uchiha who was shouting behind him from the corner of his eyes, and he popped out two words from his mouth angrily:

"To shut up!"

pat!

At this time, Madara suddenly felt that someone had patted his shoulder twice.

Madara knew that Lu Chuan, who had concealed his figure and aura, must be giving him confidence.

He seemed to have some confidence, and Madara jumped to his father's side with all his strength, and plunged his feet into the stream.

In Madara's eyes, a black gouyu was slowly spinning.

Madara was watching his father, while Tajima was watching the Buddhist and Tobama who had completely let down their vigilance.

"Father, do you really want our descendants to experience this pain of suffocation?"

The young Madara pressed on to his father step by step, but Tajima turned his head in surprise and looked at his eldest son.

This suffocating pain... refers to the death of a loved one...

Or is it the pain of opening Sharingan?

Tajima looked at Madara with a complicated expression on his face.

In fact, after seeing Fojian's let go of his vigilance, Tajima was also a little confused.

He knows that as long as he chooses to reconcile with the decades-old enemy in front of him at this moment, his family will prosper and develop.

However, the sudden arrival of such a large prosperity package stunned Tajima.

He has struggled for decades, and now you tell him that just one word can make the family no longer have powerful enemies?

Furthermore, other people in the family will more or less have a lot of hatred for the Thousand Hands Clan.

The price of "peace" needs to suppress the hatred in the hearts of these tribesmen.

It sounds like it would be much less than the cost of completely annihilating each other.

"Father! Make a decision!"

Madara and Tajima looked at each other with firm eyes.

"Whether to let the family have peace of mind, or to continue this life of war and hatred all day long."

Quan Nai, who was holding a slender sword at the side, was a little at a loss. He had just carefully read the "Thousand Hands" materials brought back by the uncles in the clan last night.

Today, I am preparing to defeat Tomona perfectly, and get praise from my father and brother...

But now...

Quan Nai slowly put down the sword in his hand, his expression became a little confused.

Listening to Madara's sharp words, Tajima secretly decided in his heart that he must teach this kid a lesson when he returned to the clan.

He thought about it, and then looked up at the Buddha Room, which kept a certain distance from him.

The strength of the two is actually about the same, and they have been fighting each other for many years.

So even if one of the parties sneak attack, the other party can react quickly and block.

At this moment, Tajima did not maintain his fighting posture anymore. He stood in the stream below his ankles and asked to the Buddha:

"Do you think so too? Thousand hands... Buddha's room?"

Hearing the words, Fojian gently rubbed the cloth strip tied on his forehead with his hand, then nodded.

Shaking his head again.

He casually put his hands on Toikama, looked at Tajima's eyes with pity, and said:

"No, this is my son Hashirama's idea."

Tian Dao was taken aback when he heard Fojian's remarks, then the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and then he put his hips on his arms and laughed heartily:

"Ha ha……"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Fojian's face gradually darkened.

He waved his hand towards the Buddha room, and then slowly backed away.

The smile on his face gradually faded, Tajima looked up at the noon sun, he had already understood the current situation.

"This time tomorrow, I will bring the answer!"