In fact, just now, Tobirama had been hesitant to feel it, but after countless disappointments, Tobirama was afraid again.

In the past, he had to sense it many times a day. Since his reincarnation failed with Ban Guitu, he firmly believed that Shenwei was still alive for a period of time.

As long as he is alive, he will be able to sense him. Once marked, the mark of Flying Thunder God will never disappear.

However, no matter how many times he sensed it, the situation remained the same.

No, I can't feel it at all.

Tobirama's behavior made everyone in the family unable to stand it. After Hashirama didn't know how to persuade him, even Mito and Momo took action.

Women seem to be better at comforting people than men, but Tobirama knows that the reason why he no longer continues to feel it is because he has accumulated enough disappointment.

He began to be afraid of feeling it, and the disappointment and loneliness he couldn't feel every time accumulated little by little, making him very uncomfortable.

Later, even the senior officials were unwilling to waste manpower looking for someone who, in their opinion, had died in the war against Iwagakure.

After a long time, Tobirama had to admit that maybe it was because his earth reincarnation was not perfect enough, which led to that mistake. Maybe Kamui was really dead as the higher-ups thought.

From then on, Tobirama thought about how to perfect the earth reincarnation whenever he had time, but never felt the power of the gods again. Until tonight, at the entrance of Madara's camp, he bumped into the man wearing a white robe and wrapping himself. A woman with only one pair of eyes left.

Tobirama didn't make eye contact with the other person, and the light was dark and windy at the time, so he didn't see clearly.

However, he blocked the other party's way, and the other party reached out and pushed him.

At that time, the distance between the two was very close. The other party did not look at him, but he saw the other party.

Those eyes are really very similar to Shenwei, the same shape of peach petals, the same faint flowing water light, shining brighter than the stars.

Tobirama was just stunned for a moment and quickly chased after him. He wanted to tear off the veil on the other person's face and see what the other person looked like. Unexpectedly, before he could grab the other person's shoulders, the person condensed in his palm. He caught the chakra and slashed it towards his face unexpectedly.

Normally, if this person didn't give him the feeling of divine power, Tobirama would have been able to avoid him.

It was precisely because he was in a confused state of mind at the time that his reaction was half a beat slower, or in other words, all his reactions at that time were used to think about what the veiled face looked like, so that he neglected other things.

The chin and left cheek were scratched one after another by the opponent's chakra blade, especially the chin. The wounds were deep and the blood flowed non-stop for a while.

The other party also noticed these injuries, and took advantage of the sudden increase in wind and sand to disappear in front of him while he was in pain.

The back figure was still different from Kamui's. It was very thin. The thin body was wrapped in a loose robe and looked empty. The wind blew in from the collar and hem. Tobirama could see how wide the robe was when it was fully bulged.

Shenwei is thin, but he has muscles. He is definitely not that thin.

With such a thin body and such a slender waist, except for women, it seems that no normal man can be as thin as this.

So, she is really a woman, not Kamui pretending to be a woman, she is just a woman who happens to look like Kamui.

Otherwise, he really couldn't figure out why Kamui would be so sneaky when he entered Konoha's camp if he was still alive. He had no reason to be like this.

Or maybe she didn't look like Kamui at all, but she missed him so much that she had this illusion that she shouldn't have.

"What's wrong with you? You're so weird."

Tobirama didn't say anything, and slowly opened his eyes. His palm had been removed, and there was an obvious scar on his chin. The blood had stopped flowing. In the dim light, a palm-sized blood stain covered his entire chin. It looks a bit scary.

Madara was confused, and from time to time he glanced at Tobirama, only to find that although the guy knew medical ninjutsu, he had no intention of treating himself.

Sighing softly, Madara didn't want to pay attention to such a trivial matter anymore, but it was just a scar and would not kill Tobirama at all.

Scars are medals for men. The divine power is gone, and Tobirama no longer needs to care about his face like a peacock seeking a mate. Well, let him be.

Whether he is beautiful or ugly, what does it have to do with him?

What really surprised Madara was Tobirama's current state. His state was really a bit abnormal. Madara couldn't guess what kind of enemy he encountered that made Tobirama appear in such an absent-minded state.

Moreover, he was more concerned about what Tobirama said before about someone coming out of his tent.

This person is obviously not a companion of Konoha. If he is, Tobirama will not say it, and there is no need to say it. If not, then he can only be a stranger.

Now that the crisis was over, after thinking about it carefully, Madara didn't think Tobirama would be dazzled. Someone must have really entered his camp without him noticing at all.

However, what kind of person must be a stranger who can enter and leave the camp without him noticing?

Madara was a little annoyed, blaming himself for being too careless.

In his own camp, surrounded by his companions from the village, and after predicting that the enemy would not sneak in under such circumstances, he was indeed loose and careless, but this almost caused a catastrophe.

The man entered his tent. It was obvious that he was not a visitor. He wanted to kill him.

It is a lie to say that he is not afraid. When he is undefended, as long as the other party inserts a kunai into his heart, he will die in a very short time.

The reason why I was lucky enough to be fine was probably due to the sudden sandstorm that blew up some tents and woke up many people from their sleep. The other party must have escaped without making a move because they were afraid of being discovered.

Madara closed his eyes, fighting off the headache.

Since entering the desert, he has not had a good rest. He is eager to start a war with Sunagakure, eager to fulfill his promise to Kamui and fulfill each other's dreams. These are like exciting potions that keep him awake, and even more What's more, he couldn't sleep since Kamui left, and the bags under his eyes were heavier than before.

Hashirama's words that night made Madara know that the war with Sunagakure would not happen overnight, and it was only from that time that he was ready to have a good sleep.

Tonight was the first time since he entered the desert that he had taken off his armor and robe, and fell asleep as if he were at home.

What he didn't expect was that it was on this night that the enemy attacked the camp.

"What kind of person is that coming out of my tent?" Madara would not be so kind as to show kindness to someone who wanted to take his life. If he knew who he was, when the two parties met in the future, He must deal with that guy himself.

However, what Tobirama said next made Ban freeze in place.

He heard Tobirama say, "That's a woman wearing a white robe with a hoodie and a veil."

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