Ordinary People's Guide to Survival

As an opponent and close friend, Uchiha Madara will subconsciously pay attention to Senju Hashirama's whereabouts. He remembered that Hashirama appeared not far from here recently, so he followed the traces all the way to find it.

"Pillar Room!"

After many years, the two met for the first time outside the battlefield. Senshou Zhujian's first reaction was surprise and joy. When he saw that Madara was covered in blood, although he tried his best to keep calm, panic flashed in his eyes from time to time. Seriously, "What's wrong with you?"

Uchiha Madara grabbed the opponent, "Please help me save someone, come with me!"

Please!

Madara is begging himself? !

Qianshou Zhujian ran to a courtyard with the other party without saying a word.

I'm afraid I can't live, right?

The bloody humanoid creature in front of him was so miserable that even Senshou Bashima couldn't help but gasp, "Killing people is nothing but nodding, who did this!"

The breath around the body suddenly turned cold, "Save him!" His voice was hoarse, containing subtle fragility.

Hashirama glanced at his friend who had been staring at the humanoid creature for a moment, sighed silently, and tried the injured patient's breath with his fingertips, before letting go of his raised heart.

"I'll try to see if medical ninjutsu will work, I can't guarantee..."

As if he didn't want to hear a negative answer, Madara interrupted him directly, "Hurry up!"

Yingying's light radiated from the fingertips of Senshouzhujian, but it enveloped the injured person's whole body in an instant. The speed of release was so fast that the healing range was so large that there were not many of them in the entire ninja world. It can be seen that he did not hold back his hands from the beginning.

It is said that if you are treated by this level of medical ninjutsu, as long as you don't die on the spot, you can see the repair effect immediately, but...

After 1 minute, there was no change in the symptoms of the injured.

Half an hour later, the symptoms of the injured still did not improve.

One hour……

Three hours……

One afternoon passed, and the chapped skin of the injured patient finally looked more radiant, and the wounds covering his body became less terrifying, but Senju Zhuma knew very well that it wasn't his healing that had worked, Rather, the wound is healing on its own.

Hashirama put away his ninjutsu and wiped off his sweat. Even though the amount of chakra was as thick as his, he couldn't help but feel tired after an afternoon.

Why not continue?Spotted eyes were shining, silently urging him.

Hashirama smiled bitterly, "There is a very strange power in his body. This power is destroying his body while repairing his body. Healing techniques don't work at all, but you don't have to worry. According to the current situation, his The wound will heal itself sooner or later."

Seeing his friend's pale face, Hashirama paused and said, "There is another way." Madara looked over.

Hashirama no longer hesitated, "My blood has a strong repairing ability. You can try it in this situation, but the energy in the blood is too violent, and ordinary people can't bear it."

Madara doesn't like to be procrastinating when doing things, but he hesitated at this moment. He fixedly looked at the pale-faced young man, and after a long while, he clenched his fists and made up his mind, "Then try it."

Now that Madara said so, Hashirama naturally had nothing to say, he slit his wrist neatly and brought it to the injured man's mouth, seeing his friend's eyes staring at the injured man motionless, he would kick him out as soon as any accident happened, The question Hashirama held back for a long time finally blurted out, "Who is he and is he important to you?"

Madara felt guilty for a moment, his eyes drifted from side to side, "...he is Hoshimi Liuyuan."

Hashirama froze, most of the attention that was originally on his friend could not help but shift to this fiancée whom he had never met.

This look immediately discovered the abnormality.

The seemingly lifeless person actually reacted to his blood, and Hashirama could feel the moistness brought by the soft lips stroking on his skin, like a little milk dog begging for food with its eyes closed.

Hashirama's self-healing ability is extremely powerful. Seeing that the wound was about to heal, he used his finger as a knife to cut the wound again, and a large amount of blood flowed into the opponent's mouth. The boy found the right target this time, and immediately hugged his wrist and swallowed stand up.

Obviously, the blood in the column is really effective for Xingjian.

Banti wiped away the blood that was too late to swallow from the corner of the boy's mouth, with a complex expression on his face, "This matter... I owe you a favor."

Hashirama had no time to take care of this act similar to declaring his sovereignty, and all his thoughts were used to suppress the strangeness that suddenly surged up in his body.

The slightly cool and soft lips sucked his wrist, and every time the other party's nimble tongue tip swept over his skin, it gave him a shudder, and the extremely comfortable feeling flooded his body from the place where the two of them touched, the force was fierce and weird, and he desperately suppressed it In order to stop the satisfied sigh that had reached his lips, four words inevitably appeared in Senshou Zhuma's heart: It should be so.

It was as if, he and his origins were from the same origin, and after thousands of years, they were finally moved and satisfied to merge into one at this moment.

This feeling is as addictive as a poppy.

"...Hashirama?" Seeing that his friend was not in the right place, Madara Uchiha frowned and called again, "Hashirama."

"Ah?" Senshou Zhujian woke up like a dream, he subconsciously turned his eyes away from Madara, and made excuses for himself, "What did you just say? I'm a little tired these days, I'm distracted."

"Sorry, I didn't expect to use your blood."

Hashirama waved his hand, signaling the other party not to mind.

At this time, Hoshimi's swallowing speed slowed down, and he took a sip after a long time, but his hands still held Hashirama's arm tightly, like a baby who is full and still holds the bottle, domineering and dependent .

In just a short while, most of the horrific wounds on the boy's body have healed, and his pale cheeks were stained with a healthy blush, and he is almost healed.

Fearing that he would not be able to digest the too tyrannical power, Senshou Zhujian gently pulled out his hand, the young man grunted twice in dissatisfaction, and smashed his mouth.

More like a puppy.

A smile flashed in Zhujian's eyes, but the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously straightened the next moment, realizing that something was wrong with him, he had no intention of staying longer, "I'm going to do the task first, and I'll come to you later."

Madara Uchiha focused on Hoshimi with all his heart and eyes, and didn't notice anything strange about his friend.

It was a few days before Xing Jian opened his eyes again, he couldn't move, he just felt that there was another breath in the room.

"Are you finally awake?" A man with long black hair appeared in front of his eyes, and his hearty smile made Xingmi relax a little.He asked again, "How are you feeling?"

Starlight blinked.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the man thought he was afraid, so he introduced: "I'm Senju Hashirama, Madara's friend, he's gone out, let me take care of you temporarily."

Thousands of Hands? !

His fiancé who died halfway?

The patriarch of Senshou and Uchiha turned out to be friends? !

Hoshimi pupil earthquake.

Seeing the young man looking at him expressionlessly, only his own figure was imprinted in his clear eyes, Senju Bashima's heart moved, and he was about to speak when Madara came back.

Hashirama called Madara over, "I'm awake, but I can't seem to speak."

Because Hoshimi hadn't woken up, and Madara was not in a hurry to go back to the family, so he stayed here temporarily, and Hashirama would come over from time to time to visit. After many years, the relationship between the two became more and more familiar because of this accident.

Madara's heart tightened, and Hashirama checked Hoshimi carefully, and he was relieved after confirming that it was only temporarily unable to move his body.

This situation lasted for two days, and the first thing Xing Jian said after he opened his mouth was: "When did the two of you hook up?"

As he spoke, he shrank back into the small quilt, with a frightened expression of "knowing too much and worrying about being silenced".

Madara: ...the face is completely black.

Bashirama burst out laughing.

In fact, I can't blame Xingjian for being funny, there is a reason for this.Senshou and Uchiha, as powerful ninja clans of comparable strength, have always checked and balanced each other. If one of the two forces that are enemies hires Uchiha, then the other will definitely hire Senshou. People may not be able to sleep.

Xing Jian heard a story about a young girl who concealed her identity and became a close friend, but when she grew up, she had to face each other with swords.

Although the storyteller had a relaxed face and interspersed some interesting stories about the two of them when they were young, what Xingjian felt was more sadness and helplessness.

Even the mighty Ruma and Hashirama can't control their own destiny?He couldn't help but sigh, "War..."

If there was no war, they could have communicated openly and aboveboard without having to fight back and forth between friendship and clansmen.

If there was no war, their loved ones would not have died so early, and Uchiha and Senju would not have become old enemies.

Hashirama also became heavy, "War will only bring more harm, I believe that I am not the only one who longs for peace." He took the opportunity to confess his friend, "Madara, I have never forgotten our dreams, now we are strong enough, Are you still willing to fight with me?"

The four eyes met, and there was a complicated and difficult to distinguish atmosphere in the air, Xingjian suddenly felt that he was redundant.

After a moment of silence, Madara lowered his eyes to avoid Hashirama's expectant eyes, "Don't be naive, there are countless corpses piled up between Uchiha and Senju, and it will never be possible to reconcile."

"How do you know if you don't try!"

Madara avoided the friend's questioning.

The two high-spirited strong men seemed a little decadent at this moment, and the atmosphere in the room also fell silent.

"cough!"

All four eyes looked over at the same time.

Hoshimi looked at Madara, "Why don't you try it? If everyone's desire for peace outweighs their hatred for the enemy, the union of the two races is possible, isn't it?"

No one is optimistic about his dream, and even Madara backs down. Even if his heart is as firm as Hashirama, he can't help but feel a little frustrated. Seeing that someone supports him at this time, Hashirama is overjoyed, his eyes sparkle, "You want peace too, don't you?" ? You also believe that one day peace will come, right?"

Hoshimi couldn't help but smile, "Yes, I believe that peace will come, but before that, someone has to work hard for it. Mr. Hashirama is so amazing that he is willing to Let go of hatred and prejudice and take the initiative to shake hands with the enemy to make peace, just this kind of mind and character surpasses most people in the world."

It was the first time for Senshou Zhujian to be praised for something other than strength. He could feel the young man's respect and appreciation from the bottom of his heart. Under the gaze of those twinkling eyes, Zhujian suddenly felt embarrassed, " If you don’t dare to be a gentleman, you should just call me Hashirama.”

Uchiha Madara snorted coldly, interrupting the communication between the two, "Tell me, what's going on with your body?"

"Uh..." Xingjian's smile stopped abruptly, facing four pairs of concerned and serious eyes, he suddenly didn't want to lie anymore.

Xingjian Bainen's fingertips fiddled with the tips of the hair hanging on her shoulders, hesitated for a while, and said sullenly: "I can't say...you just think my soul is too strong, and it will tear my body if I'm not careful."

Mottled black eyes instantly became deep and complicated, and after a while, his brows relaxed, and he gently stroked the young man's delicate long hair, "Just don't lie to me."

Xing Jian pursed his dry lips, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable, "...Thank you."

"Hmm." Madara slightly raised the corners of her lips, her sharp breath becoming extremely soft.

The two seemed to be so close, and there was no way a third person could be inserted between them.

For some reason, Zhu Jian felt that this scene was extremely dazzling, he lowered his eyes, and silently clenched his fists.

Uchiha Madara is a person with extremely powerful mobility. He has been aware of his mind since Hoshimi was in a coma. After Hashirama left, he looked at the young man with a sick face seriously, and solemnly confessed, "Hoshimi, please and Let me get married!"

The handsome young man tilted his head, wondering, "Didn't we already make an agreement?" Why do you have to say it again so solemnly?

"I mean..." Madara was a little nervous, and couldn't help pursing her lips, "I mean, let's get married based on love!"

The author has something to say: it is never the skin that attracts people to the stars.

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The second part of Hoshimi Liuyuan's series "I'm the President in Yokohama" please collect it~

Hoshimi Yanagihara, the daimyo of Fire Country, was expelled to another world because of the battle with Kaguya.

As the former heir of the Liuyuan family, Xingjian Liuyuan faced a lot of trouble when he woke up.

Why was the man uninjured when he was obviously knocked down in the car accident?

The development project of Radium Bowl Street in Yokohama City, which invested heavily in the early stage, is about to die.

Lihai University's studies cannot be neglected.

When Mr. Atobe came to find fault, he had to deal with it carefully.

Mr. Back Ling, a former killer who now claims to be a novelist, is about to face a void.

Xingjian Liu Yuan: ... Where is the salted fish paralyzed?

One day, the bandage spirit was standing at the head of the bridge waving in the wind, seeing Liu Yuan Xingjian passing by, and as always, offered an invitation to die for love.

"Okay."

Xingjian grabbed the stunned man and fell off the bridge.

Bandage Man: ...wait a minute, do you hate me so much that you want to use this method to make the president chase me down? !

Thinking of the president who was protecting someone like a cub, the bandage spirit desperately tried to save himself for the first time in history.

Liu Yuanxing saw that there was a piece of divinity in his body, named Desire, and the power to deceive people was so strong that he could only seal it up.

As the same kind of Hong Kong black cadres, they don't believe in evil.

"You open the seal, there will be nothing wrong with you by my side."

Xingjian untied the seal after repeated confirmation, and the next moment, there was a deafening explosion outside the window.

On that day, the crime rate in Yokohama soared, hitting a record high.

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