After Naruto

When ordinary life becomes the main theme, time will pass very quickly.

Three years have passed since Tiandao Ai returned to the Hidden Kingdom.

In the past three years, under Meiji's guidance, Humanity's control over the Fire Nation has grown stronger. At the same time, the daimyo's health was getting worse and worse.

"Girl, I have to leave." A voice suddenly appeared in an empty place, Ai Wen said, and the movements of his hands were certain.

"Are you leaving?" Ai muttered without any unnecessary expression, looking blankly at the direction Madara left.

For three years, Madara Uchiha, a sixty-two-year-old man who was once famous in the ninja world, stayed by Ai's side in obscurity.

There was no inquiring or asking questions. As if he has lost interest in the Samsara Eye, he just protects love.

Although some people are alive, they are already dead. In the eyes of love, Madara is probably such a person.

Because of the relationship between birth and birth, Ai knew that the relationship between this extraordinary uncle and his mother was very close. Those words of love before were really heartbreaking for a person like Madara who had feelings in his heart.

Before "He's going to die", Madara was still heartbroken. Now, his body is also decaying.

Originally, given Madara's chakra realm, it was impossible for him to die so early. However, Hashirama's cells transplanted into his chest weighed him down.

Someone else's cells are someone else's cells after all. In terms of cell activity, Hashirama's cells are miles ahead of Madara's cells.

In order to control the power of Hashirama cells, Madara also needs a part of the chakra to suppress it.

In a sense, Madara's practice of transplanting Hashirama's cells was a loss-making business, as it brought down Madara's body.

"Alas" Ai sighed deeply and shook his head.

Time is the best healer. As three years have passed, Ai's view of Madara has gradually calmed down.

Madara is going to die, but as a god who controls life and death, love can still see clearly. In the eyes of love, Madara's death means the end of the grudges of the previous generation.

Although at this time, there were still many people who survived the Warring States Period. However, the characters who could represent an era, the two brothers of the Senju clan and the two siblings of the Uchiha clan, are no longer there.

This is Ninjamura's time, this is her time

"Her Majesty the Princess suddenly fainted." Just when Ai was thinking about something, a waiter hurried over and said to Ai.

"Your Majesty has fainted." Ai Wenyan put down the cinnabar pen, got up and hurried towards the daimyo's residence.

"Get out of the way." In the residence, Ai pulled away the doctor beside the daimyo. At this time, her fingers were on the daimyo's pulse.

Don't get me wrong, love doesn't know how to diagnose a pulse. However, as a medical ninja, it is more than enough to judge a person's condition. After all, diseased organs and non-diseased organs are two different states.

"Exhaustion is old age and death." Ai shook his head lightly and stepped away from the side.

Meiji's disease is a disease of old age and death. As the saying goes, people will grow old and die. This scene is a normal occurrence in nature.

For love, she has the power to destroy this normality. She could keep the daimyo alive as long as she wanted.

However, the daimyo did not accept it. He gave up the hope of immortality and waited for his death peacefully.

He is also a person who is alive but already dead.

"Is it love?"

Probably several hours passed, and it was almost evening. At this time, the daimyo woke up from his coma and looked at Ai's figure in confusion.

"It's me" put down the official document in his hand, Ai stood up from the edge of the desk. Because of his reputation, Ai placed his desk near his hospital bed.

"Is this what it feels like to be about to die?" he muttered, and the daimyo lying on the hospital bed said thoughtfully: "I feel very tired."

"Organ failure, the body's essence is constantly being lost, and it is normal to feel weak and tired." Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ai looked at the daimyo calmly and said.

"I still feel like I haven't had enough sleep," Daimyo murmured. Suddenly, a certain level seemed to be opened, and his cloudy eyes became brighter and brighter.

After that, he, who was originally weak, actually sat up on the bed.

"Eight Doors Dunjia Death Gate" At this time, Ai saw through the Daimyo's current state. Although they have not systematically studied the Eight Gates of Dunjia, this does not mean that ordinary people do not have the Eight Gates.

This is the so-called reflection, which is the last power of life.

"Do you have anything else to tell me?" Ai knew this pattern, so she asked this question.

"Are you asking me?" He opened the quilt and walked out of bed wearing pajamas.

"Come" took Ai's hand, and the Daimyo slowly brought Ai to the dressing table.

"Sit" the daimyo said pointing to the stool.

"Okay." Although he didn't know what the daimyo wanted to do, but faced with the request of a dying elder, he gave up his love.

"Well, let me think about it." Looking at the look of love in the opposite glass mirror, the Daimyo groaned. After that, he gently took off a hair accessory on Ai's head.

Then, one after another. And as the last hairpin was separated from Ai's hair, her long black and thick hair spread out instantly.

comb

Sure enough, the next daimyo picked up the comb on the dressing table and combed Ai's hair.

Ai's hair was very long, and as she sat on the stool, her long hair lay directly on the ground. It looks like this hair is longer.

Sen Luo Wan Xiang Chapter 11 Guochang Li Zun, this is a technique for material transformation in the Sen Luo Wan Xiang series.

Later, with love, the power of this spell was activated. Immediately afterwards, her hair began to shorten rapidly. Then, just shy of touching the ground, Ai's black hair hung messily in the air.

"Humph" chuckled, and the daimyo continued to comb his hair. Slowly, the messy long black hair was combed neatly.

"Kuki" brought a stool from nearby, and the daimyo sat behind Ai.

Then, as he began to recall the appearance in his memory, the daimyo moved his hands.

The hair is divided into three strands, overlapping and woven, shaped like twists.

Although it is behind him, there is no picture of hairstyle in the mirror. But Love can sense what her hair has become. This hairstyle is my mother’s hairstyle.

"Mother" looked at the face of the person in the mirror, and combined with the braid behind her, Ai seemed to see her own mother.

"Do"

Suddenly, Ai felt something pressing on her back.

"It's the daimyo's head." For a moment, Ai came back from his doubts.

he's gone