Ordinary People's Guide to Survival

The palm covering the lower abdomen was broad, powerful and heavy, and as he breathed, he could feel its gradually tightening strength, and Xingjian held this big hand subconsciously.

Pale and tender cheeks rubbed against the man's chest, like a coquettish cat, sparing no effort to make the shrine master happy, "Madara, why are you okay, I'm a boy, it's impossible to have children."

The chin stroked Hoshimi's soft and smooth hair, Uchiha Madara's eyes were dark and deep.

This person is his.

If there is a child, it can only be his child.

But now he watched others arrange a marriage for Xingjian, but he didn't even have the qualifications to stand up and intervene.

God knows how much effort he had to use today to suppress the urge to kill on the spot!

Xing Jian was clearly in his arms, but he felt that this person was like a gust of wind, and would drift to a place that he couldn't reach at any time.

The sense of uncertainty in his heart prompted Zemo to kiss the long hair of the person in his arms, kissed the delicate white earlobe, and gnawed down along the beautiful and smooth curve of the neck.

He sucked hard on the white and sensitive skin under his lips, leaving behind aggressive bluish-red marks, intertwined with transparent water stains to create an infinitely ambiguous style under the ambiguous light.

Xingjian felt a little uncomfortable, and unconsciously frowned, but he felt that Madara should need comfort, so he obediently let the man do what he did.

A strand of hair dangled in front of his eyes, and occasionally brushed against his sensitive skin. The cold touch brought him numbness, and Xingjian couldn't help reaching out to hold it.

Dissatisfied with his distraction, he pressed his lips hard, picked up the flesh on the side of the neck with his teeth and grinded it finely, Xingjian was like an electric shock, the strong touch made him tremble all over, and his heart was gripped by anxiety.

In a daze, Hoshimi wraps his arms around Shang Madara's head, presses him against him, trying to escape the man's teasing in this clumsy way, "Madara..."

The thin begging sound was like a cat scratching someone with a pink palm pad, it was more like an invitation than a refusal.

Even at this time, he didn't push me away.

The dullness and irritability were swept away, and there was a smile in the eyes of Madara, and he leaned against Xingjian's neck, like a large male lion with a shaved coat, contentedly circled his prey, and did not move.

Hoshimi combed the long hair under his hands, Tomama and Orochimaru cooperated to improve the soil reincarnation, and now Madara's appearance is more like a living person.

Madara's hair is thick and stiff, and it feels like steel wire when held in the hand. Under the light, the hair is distinctly sharp and cold, just like him.

Rebellious and unruly, unwilling to be inferior to others.

Hoshimi knew clearly that Madara was originally the most impatient playing games with politicians and aristocrats, but now he stayed in a place like the Daming Mansion for four years. Half of the reason for this was Madara wanting to realize his ideals, and the other half was because of him.

The fine and dense itching spread from the apex of the heart to all the limbs, it was hard to tell whether it was comfortable or uncomfortable, Xing Jian moved his body uncomfortably, and was imprisoned even more tightly the next moment.

He rubbed the man's hair, a little worried, "What's wrong with you today? It feels weird."

This person... can always detect other people's emotional changes at the first time, but he will never realize that the root cause is from himself.

Madara didn't answer and asked instead: "If you don't need an heir, do you want a child that belongs to us?"

Xingjian pursed her lips silently, her brows drooping in an aggrieved arc.

Ban's heart was cold, and her tone inevitably became a little more serious, "You don't want to?"

I was forced to ask.Xingjian couldn't bear it anymore, and complained: "You too, and so does Feijian Hashirama, you are all interested in children, if you have a baby, don't you care about me!"

"I don't want a baby. My own future is uncertain. How can I take care of a baby!"

Perhaps it was because Xingjian was still young when he was sacrificed to the sacred tree. Although thousands of years had passed, he had already lived a transparent and wise life, but Xingjian still had a bit of childishness in his temper, which was not obvious on weekdays, but once he got into a dead end , Everyone has a headache when they do it.

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It turned out that he didn't want the crystallization of their blood, but he was just afraid that the little baby would take away his attention.

"You are the most important." He couldn't laugh or cry, he felt relieved all of a sudden, he raised his body and locked Xing Jian's thin body into his arms, comforting him: "No one is more important than you."

Xing Jian was still very uneasy, "But, everyone obviously wants the baby very much." When the baby was mentioned, his eyes glowed, and even the usually serious Feijian changed his appearance.

Is the little baby who just wants to be with you.

Thinking so, Madara smeared his opponents but was relentless, "Probably they really hope that their bloodline can continue."

Seeing that the person in his arms was a little disappointed, he changed the subject, "But I'm different, all I need is you."

Hoshimi touched his hot and itchy ears, ignored the weirdness in his heart, and thought about it seriously, "Then, should we introduce a marriage to Itachi? It's better to conceive naturally than a child born in a laboratory."

He felt that his previous thoughts were too selfish, so he began to put himself in other people's shoes, "Besides, Uchiha only has Itachi and Sasuke left. Since he likes children so much, it's better to have more children."

Madara almost didn't laugh, and said solemnly: "That's good, I can mention it to him another day."

Feeling the vibration in Madara's chest, Xingjian was puzzled, "What's wrong with you?"

"No, it's nothing." He couldn't help being happy when he thought of his opponent's disheveled face.

Xingjian accused, "You are a person who is depressed for a while and happy for a while, and you are too emotional. How can your subordinates bear you like you."

"Yes, I will change it later."

Hoshimi accepted Madara's 'humbly apology', and continued to think, "It turns out that Toikama also wants a baby... But the reincarnation of the dirt is not a real living person after all, the dead are too closely connected with the mortal world, is it really okay? "

He was worried, and his slender and thick eyelashes cast a shadow, covering all the emotions in his eyes.

Madara took a deep look at him.Are these words just talking about the door, or does it also include Xing Jian himself?

Madara hugged tightly, "It's late at night, go to bed first."

This sentence seemed to have magic power, Xing Jian soon fell asleep in a daze, half asleep, he still did not forget to say "good night" to others.

"Good night."

Madara pressed a kiss lightly on that white forehead, tender and tender but with a strength that cannot be ignored.

Even if you don't want to have too much connection with this world, it's up to you now.

The next day, Uchiha Madara found the institute.

Qian Shou Fei Jian sensed this domineering and flamboyant Chakra from a distance, and he kept his subordinates until the last experimental data was entered into the system before looking up, and said directly: "If you are looking for me, it is also to make yourself Needless to say, I will not agree to the addition of the genes in this embryo."

The two fought against each other because of their different positions and the resentment left by the two families. Now that Senshou and Uchiha have passed away, and they have walked in the realm of life and death again, the two are not as guarded against each other as before. and hostility.

But it's true that they don't like each other.

"Do you think you have the right to refuse?" Uchiha Madara leaned against the door with his chest folded, with a relaxed posture, without the slightest embarrassment of being rejected.

Qianshou smiled angrily, "I will create Xingjian's heir, do you think I have no right to refuse?" He looked him up and down, "Are you begging for help?"

Uchiha Madara stood up straight, squinted his eyes, "Don't think I don't know what you want to do."

The reason why he rejected him was because he wanted to add the gene belonging to Qianshou into this child, it also depends on whether he is willing or not!

"If Xing and I didn't meet the child, you can try the consequences."

"Are you threatening me?" Qian Shou raised an eyebrow, "I will be afraid of you!"

It's not speculative, let alone a matter of principle, neither of them will give in, and they get really angry when they come and go. When Senju Zhuma and Uchiha Itachi came to check the progress of the experiment, the laboratory was already in a mess. Messy.

It's really not surprising that Qianshou Zhujian covered his face.

He resolutely tried to persuade them to fight, at least the two of them still remembered not to move too much, they restrained a little, and Qianshou Zhujian stopped them without much effort.

They all want to have a child who is related to Xing Jian's blood. If the fight continues like this, I'm afraid the lab will be dismantled and there will be no result. Take some of the cells and fuse them into the same embryo."

Uchiha Madara and Senju Tobe looked at each other, and the next moment they all looked away in disgust, proving their displeasure with practical actions.

But this is indeed the best way at present, otherwise no one can monopolize it.

Senshou Toikama reluctantly explained: "The cells of Uchiha and Senshou both have a strong phagocytic effect, and one of them in ordinary embryo transfer will cause rejection, let alone fusion of the two."

"Hey—" Senshou Zhujian noticed Hua Dian, "It turns out that you have already considered this situation, so why did you fight so fiercely just now?"

He was not soft-spoken when he complained about his younger brother, "Look at you, a soft word can avoid misunderstandings from escalating, but it's not good to have to be hard-spoken."

Brother, shut up!

If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!

Madara Uchiha's expression softened a lot. Since Tomona, the actual operator, took a step back, there was no need for him to freeze any longer.

He thought for a while and asked Feijian: "You also said that it is an ordinary embryo, so what if Xingjian's cells are added? In the past, Xingjian used Zhujian's blood as medicine to drink, but there has never been a rejection reaction. .”

That's right, how could he forget this!Qianshou Feijian's eyes lit up, "You can try it!" After saying that, he couldn't wait to experiment.

"That..." Uchiha Itachi weakly raised his hand, facing the horrifying gazes of the bosses, and said his request firmly, "My cells can also be used as experimental materials."

To put it mildly, everyone knows this thought.

Uchiha Madara narrowed his eyes dangerously, and couldn't understand this kid very much, "Sasuke recently applied to the Supervision Department for employment. Do you think he can be successfully transferred this time?"

Sasuke has always wanted to work under Madara, and he persisted in filing the application report for two years, but the work of the Supervision Department was too offending. Neither Madara nor Itachi wanted the tragedy of the Konoha Guard to repeat itself, so he reported every time They were all beaten back without mercy.

Uchiha Itachi didn't seem to understand the threat in the words, he still smiled gently, "You can decide for yourself, don't ask me."

After a pause, he said with a smile: "Speaking of which, if the nobles knew that the heirs of the Kingdom of Fire have inherited the blood of ninjas, they would definitely be upset."

With the blessing of convenient ninjutsu, the work efficiency of ninjas is much higher than that of ordinary officials. At present, more and more ninjas are serving in the Daimyo Prefecture, which has further squeezed the interests of noble officials.

With Hoshimi in town, the nobles dare not speak out, but this is almost at their limit. If they know that the daimyo will get closer to ninjas in the future, and even have the blood of Senju and Uchiha flowing in their bodies, those people will definitely Will do crazy moves.

So until the child grows up, it is best not to let the outside world know about his ninjutsu talent.

Uchiha Itachi is telling them clearly: If you don't let me participate, I will tell those nobles what you did to the heirs of the Fire Country.

Uchiha Madara:  …

Look at this familiar posture of threatening people, calling you a weasel is really not wrong at all.

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