One Hundred Days of Soul Swap

In the past half month, Zha Zuo fell headfirst into the dog's leg next door, but in fact he never forgot the pillar spot, mainly because the author has a urine habit that can only count two thousand in a normal day of commuting to and from get off work. (⊙v⊙) Well, everyone, please rest assured that the baby is cheating and will not cheat. It will be over as soon as possible.Um.The nonsense is over, let's post the text below!

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03/20 Jinjiang starting

After the matter was over, Quanna called Madara into the room, closed the door, and after confirming that no one was walking around, Quanna spoke slowly.

"It's him."

"?"

Madara who just walked in was taken aback.

--Can't understand.

Quan Nai stared at the window with a serious expression.

Sober.

"The person who once wanted to provoke the relationship between our clan and the Qianshou clan, that person seems to know a lot about our clan's sharing eyes, and he knows that you and the Qianshou clan have exchanged souls. Freely enter and exit the clan land of our Uchiha clan."

"..."

Madara is very clear that this is the biggest flaw between him and Hashirama now. Soul exchange means that he cannot use the most powerful vision, and now Hashirama is blind, which is very troublesome.Madara took a deep breath, at this moment, he just wanted to tear the culprit behind the scenes into pieces.

"Brother, you have to be careful, I think his target is you and Qianshou."

Quanna reminded.

Spotted nodded.

"You are also careful."

Having said that, Quan Nai gave a dry cough for no reason, and changed the subject with an unnatural expression.

"Then go and take care of Qianshou, it's inconvenient for him not to see."

Madara frowned, although what Quanna said was right, but, he didn't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that Quanna reflected in this sentence had some misunderstanding between him and Hashirama that he didn't know.But the trouble is that Madara doesn't know how to ask, so he has to let the question hover in his heart.

After walking out of Quanna's room, he returned to where he was.He glanced around, only seeing the clansmen cleaning up the mess after the war, and there was no figure in Hashirama.Madara was a little depressed, and asked a clansman casually.

"Where is Pillar... Madara?"

Before the tribe could tell him, Hashirama suddenly appeared on the side of the house.

"Are you looking for me?"

Madara looked towards the source of the sound, and saw Hashirama holding on to the wall with one hand, hesitating where to go, but the road under his feet was not smooth, so Madara had to walk quickly.Madara remembered that when he left, Hashirama's clothes were neat, but now the fabric at the waist was stained with blood.

Madara raised his hand and touched it.

"You are hurt?"

"There is no injury there, it should be someone else's blood, the injured is here."

Hashirama raised his eating right hand, his arm was bleeding.

"How did you get hurt?"

asked with a dark face.

Hashirama looked a little embarrassed.

"I can't see it, I accidentally..."

The voice between the pillars is getting smaller and smaller...

Madara didn't ask any further questions, just pulled him away.Madara's room was gone, so he took Hashirama to the guest room,

"Don't wander around, I'll find you a medical ninja."

"Don't be so troublesome, just a little scratch."

Madara thought for a while, then turned back.

"Then let me see the wound."

"..."

Hashirama nodded, but he was actually a little flustered. Most of the Uchiha clan usually wear robes of almost the same style. As the head of the clan, Madara is no exception. Clothes, change clothes and undress.Thinking of troublesome people again, Hashirama sighed, and slowly raised his hand, but he found that his one-handed undressing mode didn't achieve the effect he imagined.

Madara was speechless for a while.

moment.

Madara took over the gesture in his hand with some helplessness.

"Forget it, let me help you."

He had taken off the clothes on Zhujian's body countless times, so he knew the steps very well.

But maybe—

Taking off other people's clothes seems a bit erotic...

Feeling……

"It's so cold."

There was a sudden creak between the pillars.

"what?"

When Madara came back to her senses, she realized that it was her hands that were sweating coldly.Madara gritted his teeth and looked at his hands in disbelief. He remembered that he was very calm when he undressed his brother.What is this, take off your clothes, still nervous.No, he barely looked at that face just now, all his attention was on his clothes, so he subconsciously thought that he was undressing Hashirama...

and so……

When he thought of the end, his face blushed, and he felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary! ! !

Hashirama, who was stripped and left to dry, began to stare at people.

"Madara, you didn't do it on purpose, did you?"

"Okay, don't open your eyes and stare at me, you can't see again."

Madara took a white cloth and covered Hashirama's eyes.

Afterwards, no one spoke, Madara just quietly confirmed to Hashirama whether there were any other wounds on his body. Hashirama was indeed not lying. The only wound on his arm, judging from the shape of the wound, was caused by a shuriken , the blood has coagulated at this time.

Madara retracted her hand and said slowly.

"Move to Qianshou's house."

"Really?"

Zhu Jian was a little surprised. In the past, when he wanted to go home, he would be kicked out of the house. These words gave him a very low sense of reality.

"Well. I'll take care of you."

Madara expressed his attitude to Hashirama, and he felt that it would be better for him and Hashirama to be together until the eyes were restored and the body was changed.At the same time as the thought came to him, Madara raised his eyes to see Hashirama's expression, but he didn't want to be hugged.

You know, it is not easy for a younger brother to say that he is taking care of someone other than his younger brother.It can be seen that Hashirama's position in Madara's heart must be behind his younger brother! !Thinking of this, Hashirama became very excited, holding Madara and unwilling to let go.What surprised him even more was that Madara, who had always hated close contact with people, didn't refuse him.

Hashirama was elated and rubbed his spots.

Although essentially rubbing against his own body...

"Madara, I'm happy."

Zhu Jian said.

"Idiot?"

Madara asked softly, the voice was so low that only Hashirama could hear it.

Holding Madara in his arms, Hashirama suddenly felt——

The atmosphere was so good that it was only a kiss away——

Oddly, Hashirama's hand slowly stretched towards Madara's cheek, because he couldn't see, he could only judge the distance from each other by breath, he could feel that if he leaned forward a little more, probably——

"cough."

A cough brought the two of them back to their senses, and Madara turned around to see Quanna looking at them with her head tilted.

Madara and Hashirama, who almost kissed each other, looked panic-stricken.

and so--

--This?

——How to explain?

——Do you want to say that this is a huge misunderstanding?

- What a liar! !

qaq

Ghosts won't believe it!

Have you ever seen a wound treated like this? ! !

Madara had a look of lovelessness in his life, and since then, his younger brother looked at him strangely.

……

The door is very irritated.

He is very clear about the reasons, one is because the person attending the alliance ceremony is Uchiha Izumi, the other is because he has not seen his elder brother these days, the third is because he is worried about those eyes, and the fourth is because the alliance ceremony is over He saw Uchiha Madara rushing to the place of the Uchiha clan in a hurry, and he had to deal with all the miscellaneous things behind.

It was night when the busy work was over.

The blue sky was as black as ink, without stars or moon.

Qianshou's house was quiet, and there was no light in any of the rooms, which meant that no one was there.He walked into the house, put on his shoes, turned on the lights one by one, and walked into the kitchen with the ingredients. As a man without a woman, the most important thing is to do all the housework. If he can’t marry a wife in the future, he can do well live.

Tobuma cooked ramen for himself, and I can guarantee that the taste is not worse than the outside. Looking at the belated simple dinner, Tobuma wanted to move his chopsticks, but he heard the sound of someone entering and leaving the house, and there were only two people.One is Uchiha Madara, and the other is——his big brother!

His eyes lit up, he put down his chopsticks and walked out, and met those two people at the entrance, but this time they didn't keep a distance and left, but went to help and be supported, and his elder brother's eyes were still Covered with a white cloth.Tobima knew what it meant, and it was precisely because he knew what it meant that he didn't know what to say when facing his elder brother whom he hadn't seen for a while.

"..."

"Tobima, from today onwards we will live together."

Sensing Toikama who was stunned, Hashirama spoke.

"By the way, I'll take care of him."

Madara took the words naturally.

Tomona felt baffled that he was a member of this family, and he had the illusion that he was being excluded.

—It made him feel bad.

The corners of Feijian's mouth twitched.

"Shouldn't my elder brother be taken care of by my younger brother?"

"But I think I'm more convenient."

"In any case, it's my younger brother who is better?"

He didn't back down either.

"But this is my body."

Madara took out his trump card that he must win.

"..."

He was at a loss for words, and was choked speechless by a fallacy.

He still clearly remembers that Sis said to him one night with disdain, 'Tch, I'm not interested in your elder brother', and now he is robbing him of the right to take care of his elder brother. right? ! ! ! !

Shouldn't it just be pushed away!

"puff."

Hashirama, who was listening, couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

"What are you laughing at?"

Tobima and Madara asked in unison, feeling that Hashirama was laughing maliciously.

"..."

Hashirama stopped talking.

He wanted to say that his younger brother and Madara were too cute, but he had already foreseen the end of his words—being beaten.