[Comprehensive] The right way to spoil the plot

The midday sun came in through the only small window in this simple wooden house, and shone on the naked bodies of the two people on the ground. Qianshou Zhujian subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the sun, but touched a piece of warm and smooth skin , Warm and smooth skin...! What's going on!

who I am?Where am I?what am i doingIt has always been three esoteric philosophical questions ♂♂, and Senshou Zhujian woke up with a dazed expression.

Oh, I'm Senshou Hashirama, I'm in the valley where I've been fighting my best friend ♂♂ for a day, and I just fucked my apocalypse, bond, best friend, bro.Oh, I have a hunch, pills!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !Senshou Zhujian wished to end his sinful life with his head. All the vivid memories of yesterday came back to his cage. He clearly remembered how he pressed the spots so hard, and his body seemed to still have the joy of yesterday. , In such a vibrant morning, he almost couldn't restrain the man's impulse.

By the way, Madara, yesterday Madara was made to pass out just like that.Hashirama didn't have time to think about it, and lifted the clothes that had been covered for Zebra after yesterday's incident, and couldn't help gasping.

In fact, Madara's previous state was not falling asleep at all, but to be precise, it should be in a coma. Facts have proved that no matter how powerful a ninja is pressed for several hours, it will be pills, not to mention this man with a fairy body♂human body♂ When you are out of control, you don't know what moderation is.Madara would never admit that she was dizzy like this,

"Madara, I..." Hashirama was about to say something, apologizing?Or... taking the opportunity to confess?Obviously this is not a good time.

"Hashirama, let's just reveal what happened yesterday, let's pretend nothing happened." Uchiha Madara interrupted what he wanted to say with a dark face.

Hashirama didn't quite believe what he just heard, stared at Uchiha Madara with wide eyes and asked, "Mara... what did you say?"

Uchiha Madara obviously didn't want to get entangled in this topic anymore, he stood up slowly from the bluestone board, moving his limbs. "You obviously had some strange spell yesterday, and I was no exception, so let's just forget about it."

"But..." Senju Bashima wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the black death breath emanating from Uchiha Madara's body.

"Now I'm going to find Mai to see what kind of strange spell I got, how about you?" Uchiha Madara's tone was the same as before, as if what happened yesterday really didn't affect him.

"Who is Makoto?" Senju Hashirama knew that he lost control yesterday and hurt the people he cared about, so he can't return to the clan until he solves the hidden dangers on himself, and if the spell on Madara's body is repeated It will undoubtedly be slaughtered when it occurs when he is not by his side.

"The witch of the ghost country is proficient in all kinds of onmyoji and ninjutsu." Madara has a good impression of that little girl.

The two sent messages to the younger brothers in the clan respectively, and set off for the kingdom of ghosts.

(Thousands of Hands: I have heard of cheating fathers and ruined sons, but now there is a cheating brother, who smeared my face with blood.)

(Izuna Uchiha: I heard that the patriarch of Senshou next door didn’t come back. According to previous inferences, Nisan should have been entangled by him. Oh, I’m so angry, but I still have to keep smiling :-), next time on the battlefield in Senshou Let's cut two more knives in the face. )

Uchiha Madara stared fiercely at the woman in front of her. No, to be precise, she was just a little girl, about twelve or thirteen years old. She deeply felt that she had been deceived by the maturity and stability she had pretended before. If he goes down, he will hit people regardless of his image.

The little witch, who has been staring at them and laughing non-stop since Senju Bashirama and Uchiha Madara came in, accurately hit Uchiha Madara's sensitive nerves after an embarrassing incident just happened.

"Madara, calm down! Calm down!"

Seeing that the little girl in front of him might lose her life, Senju Hashirama quickly hugged Uchiha Madara, and clearly heard the little girl sucking her saliva.

"Cough...cough..." In the end, she had supported this dignified and prudent skin for many years, and Mai quickly recovered from the extreme excitement.

"I already understand the reason why you two came here. That spell is very rare now. Because of its complicated production steps, few people use it, and the people who use it obviously don't know how to exert its true effect. Directly As a result, such a powerful thing can only make people dizzy for a short time, and the effect of the spell on Madara-sama has completely dissipated. So Madara-sama, please be at ease." Makoto's serious appearance is still very reliable, Madara's complexion Finally eased down.

"What happened to Hashirama?" Madara couldn't tell the truth to the little girl, but said that the two had a fight after Hashirama suddenly attacked him.

"May I ask Madara-sama to avoid it for a while? This involves Hashirama-sama's personal issue." Hashirama wanted to ask Madara to stay, but Madara snorted coldly and opened the sliding door to go out.

Looking at the smiling little witch in front of him, Hashirama had the illusion of being seen through.

The little witch shook the fan in her hand, looked at the man in front of her who had gradually gained the title of God of the Ninja World, and asked leisurely: "Yesterday, Master Hashirama should have fulfilled his long-cherished wish for many years, right?"

"I don't quite understand the meaning of this sentence." Senju Zhuma's power instantly increased, and when he got serious, few people could bear the pressure.Many people are blinded by his gentle and amiable appearance, but they forget how a man who can stand against Ninja Shura for many years and even has a faint tendency to suppress each other can be a soft bun.

"Then let me just say it straight. In fact, the spell was indeed cast on Mr. Madara, but its real function is not to make people faint, but to have an impact on the outside world. The spell magnifies one's emotions." Mai picked up the teapot with a unique shape in front of him and poured a cup of tea for Senju Bashima.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Qianshou Zhujian had already vaguely guessed what she would say next.

"Like what you like more, hate what you hate more, and the emotions towards the cursed person will become more and more extreme. When an emotion reaches its peak, people tend to put the most true thoughts in their hearts into practice. Do you still remember what you did yesterday? Bar."

"You know." Senshou Zhujian calmly stated the facts.

"What do you think would happen if Madara-sama heard what I said?" Makoto covered half of his face with the folding fan in his hand, only revealing a pair of sly black eyes.

"You can try it." A few strands of vines twitched from behind Zhenyi's back and dangled around her neck. For a moment, Zhenyi couldn't tell whether the man in front of him was joking or he was serious. ~~o(>_<)o~~Mom, you lied to me, this Senjujuma is not right~~o(>_<)o~~ What about the gentle and caring brother you promised?

"Actually, Mr. Madara may not be uninterested in you!" Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Since ancient times, most of them are naturally black, and the ancients did not deceive me.

"Although I haven't met Madara-sama many times, but I still know him to a certain extent, and I have investigated him. If someone else did such a thing to him, he must have died long ago, or he would never get in touch with him, no matter what. What excuses do you have, and Madara-sama is still willing to walk side by side with you, doesn't that explain the problem?" Damn it, the rattan is finally gone.

The two happily (Mai: Keke) ended the conversation quickly, and Mai remembered her mission, even though she was annoyed by the man in front of her, she still took out her treasures for many years.

"Master Hashirama, this is my treasure, although I don't know if I can help..."

Zhuzhi caught something in Miko's hand and took a closer look.

"How to Raid Your Cat Lover"

"My Prideful Lady"

"Do happy things with lovers"

"Madara, are you in a hurry? Mai said we are all fine, we can go back to our tribe." The two bid farewell to Mai and left.

Mai looked at the two people in front of him and disappeared in an instant.My mind was confused for a while.

"Sister Junko, I can only help you here. Although we are not kind to cheat them, but since their original ending is embarrassing, I think they should thank us for giving them a chance to a bright ending. Anyway, I don’t think their ending will be worse than the original one, don’t you think so? Sister Junko?” A piece of white clothes flashed out of the Japanese room, if Senjujuma or Uchiha Madara were here I can recognize this woman in white silk.

"So nothing has changed in the ninja world in the next few hundred years? Even if there are two so-called 'gods', the 'gods' are just people who are promoted to high places, false spiritual benchmarks! The savior? Ridiculous! If you only rely on bowing your head to the sad secular world to obtain a false peace, it would be better to destroy it all! Oops~" Makoto, who was talking loudly, was tapped lightly on the head by a folding fan.

"I suffered from secondary illness at a very young age. Do you know how much your speech just now resembled my father? Children should wear kites and fly kites at home. Why are you so cynical?" Junko picked up Senju Hashirama Taking a sip of the untouched tea, the original green tea color turned into an unappetizing yellow after losing its temperature. Looking at her blue pupils reflected in the tea, she thought of another man with the same eye color.

"Sister Junko, have you found a way to go home?" Mae looked at her most respected sister, feeling a little bit reluctant.

"Now I just have some clues, and it depends on the luck of Senjujuma and Uchiha Madara. This is their opportunity, and it is also my opportunity." No one can manipulate other people's fate. After all, she is just a cameo It's just a butterfly flapping its wings. Whether it can stir up a storm or not depends on the specific situation.

Dark clouds gradually obscured the daylight.

It's going to change.

The author has something to say: Zhudi is probably ooc, the character belongs to AB, and ooc belongs to me, Zhudi will threaten the witch only a small part because of anger, most of them are worried that the witch will hurt Madara.Zhudi boyfriend power MAX.

In the next chapter, I will write about the changes in Madara's heart, as well as the fact that he and Zhudi are about to leave the world of Naruto and Chuaiqiu.

As for Junko's identity, this is a big brain hole.

I actually wrote 3500 words, the first time in history.