With the combined treatment of Kamui's blood and Tobirama's medical ninjutsu, Mito finally turned the corner. Even so, Hashirama could not let him go with peace of mind.

The forest at night was so cold that he could only rely on his own heat to warm the person in his arms.

Compared with the last time they met, Mito, who was sleeping quietly, was much more docile. Hashirama looked at the person in his arms with nostalgia until an anxious voice called his sister from far away.

Hashirama recognized this voice and its owner.

This girl was the one who appeared on Xiyuan Temple Street that day.

Shigure hurried over and saw Mito motionless in Hashirama's arms, and his whole body became nervous.

She looked at Kamui who was leaning in Madara's arms and ran past them.

"What's wrong with my sister?" Shigure wanted to reach out to grab Mito, but he didn't dare to take action rashly when he saw the blood on the corners of her mouth and chest.

His hands were raised there feebly, wanting to touch but not daring to touch, feeling completely at a loss.

She opened her big, pitiful eyes and looked at Kamui not far away, and then at Hashirama in front of her. No matter who it was, she wanted to get an answer.

"Who are you, why are you holding her, what happened to my sister?"

Hashirama opened his mouth, thinking about how to explain all this to the woman in front of him, but he was clumsy, and he seemed clumsy when it came to urgent matters.

He looked at Tobirama as if asking for help, but Tobirama remained cold, and his eyes had been falling on Kamui and Madara from just now.

Hashirama went to see Kamui and Madara, and his heart suddenly clenched at just one glance.

Madara and Kamui... there was an indescribable feeling lingering between them.

In the past, Hashirama might not understand this kind of sentiment, and would simply think that they were brothers or friendship, but now, he can clearly see the clues in it.

Looking at Tobirama aside, Hashirama's expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

No matter who Shigure looked at, no one paid attention to her, and no one answered her.

She wanted to take Mito from the man's arms, but the other man had no intention of letting go.

Kamui slowly woke up after hearing Shigure's voice, and he opened his eyelids with difficulty, and Shigure Rika's rainy face finally came into view vaguely.

His bloodless lips moved, and he said: "I'm just injured, I won't die. Don't be afraid, Shigure."

Kamui's words were like a reassurance, calming Shigure's uneasy heart a little.

but……

"Sister, why did she bleed so much? Was she, was she injured by Kyuubi?"

"It's all over, it's all right."

There was a girl sobbing softly in her ears, but no one paid any attention to her.

The word "Shigure" was like hot coals burning on Hashirama's heart. His body couldn't stop shaking, and he reluctantly looked at the girl in front of him.

Looking at the person in front of him, Hashirama already knew her identity.

For a few seconds, the heart seemed to stop beating, and all the previous longings and prayers were not heard by the gods.

The unconscious person in his arms wasn't called Uzumaki Shigure, the one crying in front of him was.

After a quick farewell on Saionji Street, Hashirama, who had never believed in gods, secretly prayed to the gods in his heart for the first time.

He hoped that the girl who helped him win back the money was his fiancée Uzumaki Shigure. Whenever he thought of her, he would pray quietly in his heart.

The photo Ashina Uzumaki sent along with the letter has long gone to unknown places. At that time, I only glanced at it and knew the general appearance of the other person.

Later, the photo was left without knowing where it ended up.

Later, I couldn't even verify my appearance.

God seemed to have made a joke with Hashirama. He had prayed so many times to no avail. Sure enough, there was no use in improvising.

In other words, there really are no gods in this world. The so-called gods exist in myths and stories, and there is no such thing in the real world.

Otherwise, why can’t they hear their own prayers?

Knowing that his fiancée and his sweetheart are not the same person is a huge blow to Hashirama.

The fatigue from days of fighting came over him all at once, and he was exhausted both physically and mentally.

Hashirama's momentary daze allowed Shigure to take Mito from his arms. He wanted to resist, but felt that he could no longer do so and could only watch Mito leave his arms.

Shigure's crying gradually stopped, and she felt Mito's pulse, which had stabilized.

Although she is not a medical ninja, she has always been interested in medical skills. Even though her level is far inferior to that of a medical ninja, she understands some basic medical knowledge.

Shigure held Mito and waited there for dawn. Tobirama lit a bonfire alone and stared at the jumping flames in a daze. Hashirama looked at Mito and Madara. He wanted to stay by Mito's side, but also felt that I need to say something to Madara.

However, the fact is that he can neither stay by Mito's side nor Madara's side.

No matter who is next to him, there is no place for him at this moment.

Tobirama had been silent. He didn't raise his head and was completely immersed in his own world. Naturally, he didn't notice Hashirama's entanglement.

Fortunately, the night finally passed. The sun jumped above the horizon and climbed to the top of the mountain. The rays of morning light penetrated the scattered ancient trees, branches and leaves, illuminating this place that was comparable to a large battlefield.

At dawn, the scene here came into view, leaving those who saw it unable to recover from the shock for a long time.

Even after countless detonating symbols exploded, it was nothing more than this scene.

Hashirama finally couldn't help it anymore. He turned around with great seriousness and looked at Kamui who climbed up from Madara's legs.

After a night's rest, Kamui's energy improved a lot, and his face was no longer as pale as before.

By rubbing his sleepy eyes, he looked up and saw Hashirama's sharp gaze.

Kamui was startled for a moment, looked around, and quickly remembered where he was.

Facing Hashirama's questioning gaze, Kamui smiled with a smile on his lips.

"It's really intense. Fortunately, you guys are here."

Hashirama's expression was very cold. He couldn't tell who the coldness was towards, whether it was towards the severely damaged scene or towards Kamui.

After hesitating for a while, he asked Shenwei numbly, "What happened here last night?"

What was that flashing tail-like thing he saw when he came?

And that scroll...

Hashirama looked in the direction of the scroll, but Kamui had already walked over and stood up the scroll.

Such a big scroll was just thrown on the spot casually all night. Do these guys know what treasures they left there without caring about it?

Shenwei pressed the scroll with one hand, and his smile became more and more wanton.

"What did you seal in?" Hashirama asked relentlessly, not that he had to get to the bottom of it, but the reason that forced him to ask this question was more surprising.

"It's nothing, just a very arrogant and disobedient fox."

Hashirama looked at Tobirama beside him, who had a decadent and gloomy temperament. Tobirama just glanced at the thing in Wei Wei's hand and didn't say anything.

Logically speaking, Tobirama would be more cautious and curious than Hashirama when facing something unknown, but this time, it was obviously not the case.

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