Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

In the wind and snow, Madara's eyes looked at him very complicated, and the way he looked at Madara also became very complicated. The unabashed and gentle affection flowed between the two pairs of eyes, and only the other could understand them.

Everyone around them was moved by the touching brotherhood of the three Uchiha brothers. They seemed to be unaware of this, and they didn't notice anything else except the person in front of them.

Kamui smiled, his bloodless lips moved, and he asked: "Are you really waiting for me, Madara?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice, which had not drank water for several days, was hoarse as if it had been polished with sandpaper, which made the listeners feel distressed.

At this moment, Madara really envied Izuna. He envied the innocent Izuna who could embrace Kamui unscrupulously, but he who had the inner ghost could only watch, and the most outrageous action was just the first instinctive move. One ran over and grabbed Kamui's wrist.

Kamui's question was really ridiculous. Madara frowned and wanted to ask him why he asked such a useless question. Could it be that after experiencing so much together, he still hadn't seen through his own mind or found it from himself? Feeling safe?

What on earth should he do to let Kamui know that his mind is as solid as a rock, and that the moment he makes up his mind, he will never turn or waver again?

However, he couldn't really ask questions, and he couldn't blame the other party.

Just thinking about the dangers he might have experienced in the past three days, Madara was able to reconcile with Kamui on his own.

Nothing else is important. Nothing can compare with the safety of the person in front of him. As long as he comes back well, he can ignore everything else.

Madara choked up a little, and mist gradually filled his eyes. He pursed his lips tightly and hummed, his eyes glued to Kamui's face for a moment.

The frowned eyebrows, the distressed eyes, the tense jawline, the restrained body movements...

Shenwei looked at this handsome and extraordinary face, and his heart suddenly felt sad.

After understanding emotions, he seems to be a little overly sensitive, as if his sensory nerves want to feel all the emotions he has not experienced in the past ten years. Some small emotions can be magnified several times, often making him at a loss. There is nothing to do.

Shenwei twitched the corners of his mouth bitterly, trying his best to smile, and said, "What he said is true."

Who he is, no one knows except himself, and no one cares at this moment.

Kamui gently pushed Senna away, dragging the person in his hand to continue walking forward. He saw Tobirama, and with just one look, he could read all the information and emotional communication contained in it.

However, at this time, he could no longer concentrate on dealing with other people.

With a simple nod, Kamui walked straight to Bluey and dropped the already stiff Chimera beside him.

Bluey looked at Shenwei in confusion. When he realized that Shenwei was telling him to look at the dead old woman, he hurriedly lowered his head.

After looking at the old woman's face repeatedly for two minutes, Bluey raised his head again.

He asked Shenwei: "Who is this person?"

Bluey, he didn't know her.

Come to think of it, the cautious Chimera has probably never revealed her true appearance in front of others. No one has seen her true appearance except the people he uses as a container.

Kamui expressionlessly lowered his head to meet Bluey's eyes. He stared at Bluey for a few seconds, and then said calmly: "From now on, there will be no more Chimera in the world."

It wasn't a loud word, and it didn't even have any emotion, but when he heard it, it was like a thunder exploded in Bluey's ears.

It took him several minutes to digest Shenwei's words. After listening to Shenwei's words, the burly man nearly two meters tall showed an expression of ignorance for a moment.

Kamui let out a long sigh. With the death of Chimera, all the grievances and grievances caused in this forest seemed to dissipate with her.

Kamui admitted that evolving the power of Kaleidoscope Eyes caused him to have great emotional fluctuations, leaving him in a state of instability.

However, no one prodded him. He was actually an ordinary person who had received Chinese education for more than ten years. He loved peace, respected life, and followed the rule that every wrongdoer has his head and every debtor has his owner.

He has never been such a person under normal circumstances, venting his anger and killing indiscriminately.

"When she dies, the matter is over. If you are a smart person, you should know what is the most appropriate thing to do. If you don't provoke me, I will not take action against you. This time, I will do what I say."

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and Kamui dragged his broken body away. He didn't want to continue facing the people of the Kingdom of Thunder just yet.

He hadn't eaten enough water or rice in the past few days, and he hadn't even taken a bite of the crudely made Bingliang Pills, which made his already weak body even worse. The discomfort in his stomach gradually became restless.

Kamui didn't look at Bluey again, and he didn't have the extra energy to negotiate with him at this time.

He raised his dirty, bloody hand and pressed it on Tobirama's shoulder. Tobirama's brows trembled, and worry was about to pour out.

He and Shenwei hadn't seen each other for more than half a year. When they parted, such a high-spirited young man looked like this miserable when they met again.

War is cruel, and the battlefield is full of undecidable life and death.

At the moment when I sensed the divine chakra over and over again but still could not sense it, I stood in the yard and looked at the weeping cherry tree with all its leaves, and I was almost scared to death.

There are only two possibilities for a ninja's chakra to disappear from this world, either it is sealed or...

Fortunately, it was a seal, and fortunately Kamui broke the seal with his own power.

Tobirama had mixed feelings in his heart and had countless things to say. He wanted to bring this guy back to Konoha arrogantly, to his mansion that no one else could enter without his permission, and to bind him tightly to him. .

Someone can take care of the storm outside. He just doesn't want to go through the long heartache of losing him again.

As long as they could see each other, it was enough, as long as they were still friends, could talk and laugh, and could fulfill each other's ideals, even if it wasn't that kind of relationship, he would accept his fate.

Once, he lost this person for four years. He didn't want to experience the countless days and nights of those four years just thinking about it again.

Tobirama didn't lose to Uchiha Madara, he just compromised to Kamui.

These, all these complicated emotions, can the poor guy in front of me understand a little bit?

Swallowing a mouthful of non-existent saliva, Tobirama held back his words. He didn't want Kamui to tease him repeatedly about crying when he talked about it later.

Kamui smiled tiredly as he looked at Tobirama's forbearing and worried face, and rubbed his dirty hands on his white foxtail shawl, as if he wanted to wipe the dirt off his hands.

"It's so soft." After experiencing long-term pain, people will yearn for soft and warm things.

Tobirama was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.