Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

Tobirama was completely stunned.

He looked at Kamui, who looked serious and didn't mean to be joking at all. He couldn't understand Kamui's behavior and looked at Madara standing aside as if asking for help.

Madara's expression could not be overstated as looking very ugly, even more vicious than when he said he wanted to take Kamui away.

It was as if he wanted to cut himself into pieces just by looking at him.

Tobirama pushed Kamui's arm, finally irritating Kamui.

"If you are told to drink it, drink it quickly. Do you think anyone can make me give up my blood?" Glancing at Tobirama with cold eyes, Kamui continued: "My blood can save you from such pain. I advise you. You don’t know what’s good and what’s good.”

Relieving pain by sucking another person's blood is simply unheard of.

Kamui's attitude was resolute, and when Tobirama's eyes widened with a look of resistance on his face, his bad taste came out at the right time.

He sneered, "You don't expect me to take a sip myself and feed you a drink through your mouth like those people in the story, do you?"

What kind of crazy and bold idea is this?

Madara and Tobirama looked at Kamui at the same time, as if they were looking at a monster.

The wrist was pressed hard against Tobirama's lips without mercy, and the warm liquid still flowed in more or less.

"Don't waste it, brother, this is my blood."

Tobirama's heart at this time was extremely complicated. While he couldn't understand this kind of behavior and ability, he also felt that this was a contact that only people who were extremely close could have.

Blood has always been a very special existence in Tobirama's heart.

Kamui's blood flows into his mouth, and then flows into his body through his mouth. Just thinking about it...

The tip of his tongue rolled over the wound inadvertently. After hesitating for a moment, Tobirama finally obeyed.

With Shenwei's blood treatment, it has an immediate effect on one's own recovery.

My whole body gradually became warm, as if I was soaked in hot spring water.

The fatigue is moving away, the pain is easing, and even the wounds that have been bleeding are slowly healing.

This kind of ability is even more useful than my own medical ninjutsu.

Tobirama narrowed his eyes and looked at Kamui, who frowned slightly, as if he was suppressing discomfort.

That's right, no matter who it is, being sucked blood will not feel good.

But why does Kamui’s blood have the ability to heal?

How many abilities does he have that he doesn't know about?

He felt lost again. He found that the more he got along with him, the more he realized that he did not understand the power of God.

This was really a shock to Tobirama.

But the one who was hit harder than him was Madara standing beside him.

He stared at the white wrist on Tobirama's lips and rolled his eyes again and again.

He had to use twelve points of restraint to restrain his actions so that he would not rush forward and take away Kamui's wrist due to breaking through the defense.

Senju Tobirama, who is he? Why should he be treated the same as me?

Kamui, apart from using his blood on a poor child, only Izumi and himself were saved by his blood.

They are a family, they grew up together, and their love is naturally unmatched by others.

Tobirama, how could Tobirama...

Madara was walking around uncontrollably. He wanted to find something else to distract himself, but sadly found that nothing could attract his attention at this time, except for the two people over there.

Kamui was so dizzy that he was spinning, and he complained dissatisfiedly, "You are not a top, and you don't have a ballet skirt. How can you spin?"

duang~

Being reprimanded and disliked.

Madara froze on the spot, feeling for the first time in his life what Hashirama felt when he was depressed.

He squatted down with his back to Kamui. If he had Wood Release, he might be able to grow mushrooms from his head.

Madara flattened his mouth and drew circles on the ground aimlessly with his fingers.

Kamui had always yelled at him in the past, but this was the first time he yelled at him like this in order to treat Tobirama.

The heart was like an ice cube, cracking and breaking into pieces of ice.

Disgusted by Kamui.

Disgusted by Kamui.

Being despised by Kamui...

Damn Thousand Arms White Hair!

As his lips left Kamui's wrist, Tobirama subconsciously licked the corners of his lips and lowered his eyes in embarrassment.

"Is it okay?" Kamui asked, glancing at the blood-stained bandage on Tobirama's abdomen.

Tobirama nodded slightly. He already felt much better, the pain was greatly reduced, and even the chakra was much more. This change made him more energetic.

Besides, he is a full-blooded adult. If he is allowed to drink this, he can drink the divine power till he is dry.

"I can treat the rest by myself, and there will be various medicines available when I return to my clan."

Shenwei raised his eyebrows clearly and turned to look outside the cave.

The rain is still pouring down, and the early spring rain is not much heavier.

Although the sky is dark, with the arrival of dawn, the vision gradually becomes clear.

"In weather like this... it's better to wait until the rain stops before leaving." If the injured person catches a cold again because of being exposed to the rain, it will really be more harm than good.

Besides, they are not short of this day either.

Kamui thought like this, and suddenly remembered that Madara had been worried about Izuna before, so he wanted to comfort Madara.

When he turned around, he was almost frightened by Madara's depressed look.

Although this kind of depression cannot be seen with the naked eye, the senses can feel it, which is worse than Hashirama.

A drop of speechless cold sweat slipped from Kamui's forehead. He really didn't know what he said or what he did to make Uchiha Madara depressed like this.

"Hey, Madara, I said..." His eyes fell on Madara's shoulder blades. The fabric of the clothes there was torn, and several sharp scratches were clearly visible.

This was...caught by the golden eagle's claws. The situation was urgent at that time, and the golden eagle's claws were very sharp. In order to be able to stably lift the spot into the sky, did the claws directly scratch into the flesh and blood?

The skin is scratched and the flesh is torn, how painful is that?

Also, what are these?

Kamui's fingers stretched out and touched the wounds of various sizes but very deep.

The moment Kamui touched the wound, Madara shivered in pain and finally recovered from the mushroom's depression.

These injuries were from when he was standing in front of Shenwei and holding him to escape from the impact of the boulder.

Kamui held Madara's back while his other hand neatly removed the gravel from the wound.

He pulled Madara's shoulder and asked him with a smile: "The injury is quite serious, you can do some too."

As he spoke, he showed Madara his bite wound.

"It's ready-made, no need to bite anymore." Shenwei's calm and breezy appearance seemed as if he was giving someone plain water to drink.

Madara glanced at Kamui's wound and squinted at Tobirama with an unkind look. He was very unhappy, even his tone was displeased.

"I don't want to drink it, and it's not like my life is hanging by a thread. Also, Kamui," Madara looked down at the guy who smiled innocently at him, "Don't use this to treat others in the future, including Izuna and me. .”

He deliberately didn't say Tobirama's name. He just wanted to tell Tobirama carefully that the three of them are Uchiha and they are a family. Kamui saved you just for the sake of everyone getting to know each other. Don't you want it? Thinking too much.

Tobirama alone has eight hundred thoughts, how could he not see it in Madara's provocative gaze.

With a slight snort, Tobirama's face showed a malicious smile. He looked at Kamui with twinkling eyes and called his name softly.

"Divine power."

Hearing the shout, Kamui turned his head and looked over, his eyes still full of smiles.

"What's the matter, Tobuma?"

"I meant to say..."

Looking at the "sinister" smile on Tobirama's face, Madara knew what he wanted to say.

The next second—

"Don't listen," Madara said anxiously, covering Kamui's ears with both hands.

The speed was so fast that it was as fast as lightning.

No, he covered it up.