[Hokage] Long Night Shimmer

"Brother, that bastard in Senshouban is asking for information about Mao."

"Huh, their brothers played a good hand of cards. Release false news to disrupt Qianshou's cognition."

"learn."

After getting the order, Quan Nai quickly arranged it. Madara glanced at the letter in his hand, and tore it into pieces with a sneer.

I don't know how Senjujuma sent the letter through Uchiha's many barriers. The content is nothing more than the hope that the two clans will form an alliance, and he can help heal Mao's injury.The two brothers cater to each other inside and out, it's really a good plan!

Want to use this to threaten him?Don't even think about it! !

At this time, a clansman walked in anxiously from outside, interrupting his rising anger.

"Master Patriarch!"

"Say."

"Mao Uchiha, she...was awake."

Dan Ceng stood up from his seat, put the pen aside casually, and walked out of the room first.

This sleep seems to have been sleeping for a long time, the limbs are weak, and the head is dizzy. It seems to be the sequelae of being in bed for a long time.

Mao squinted her eyes and looked around blankly. The familiar furnishings showed that she was in her own room at the moment, and the subtle pain came from her abdomen, which meant that what happened before was not a dream, and it also gave her more hope that she was still alive. real feeling.

Mao tried to move her fingers, then slowly raised her arm, she glanced at her bandaged right hand, black blood vessels protruded from under the bandage, twisted and criss-crossed, and finally submerged into the thick texture.

She closed her eyes, and reached into the wide collar of the undergarment with her right hand to feel for the source of the pain.

The waistline has already been tightly wrapped with bandages, and some ointment to help heal was applied to the wound. There was a little itching at the same time as the pain. Fortunately, the pain suppressed the itching, otherwise she might scratch it again. few times.

Well, the scar forgets the pain, probably it is her.

With a bang, the door of the room was opened, and a female tribe stood at the door. Seeing her wake up, her eyes widened in surprise, she turned around and walked out.

After a while, the man turned back, brought a glass of warm water under his earnest gaze, carefully lifted her upper body, and handed the glass to her mouth.

Mao took sips of tea with the help of her clansmen, as if the dryness of her throat was relieved in an instant, as if the rain was coming after a long drought. If her body didn't allow it, she really wanted to drink this glass of water fiercely to quench her thirst that is hard to drink these days.

There was a sound of slightly hasty footsteps outside the house, and the door of the room was opened again. The person who came was Madara who rushed over immediately after getting the news.

He strode up to Mao's side, looked at her still pale face, and asked with concern: "Mao, you woke up, how do you feel?"

"Madara..." As soon as she spoke, Mao was startled by her hoarse voice, she coughed a few times, trying to make her voice clear, "I feel fine."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly took a deep breath, obviously she accidentally pulled the wound, and the feeling of being slapped in the face made Mao couldn't help being silent.

Madara laughed angrily at her nervousness, he stared at him, pretending to be fierce and said: "It's okay to call it? Hurry up and lie down!"

Mao knew that she was wronged, so she turned her eyes away and said nothing. After the clansman helped her lie down safely, she left the room as if fleeing for her life, leaving the two of them staring blankly.

Maybe because she thought it would only be more embarrassing if it went on like this, she lightly grabbed Madara's trousers, and said in a soft voice, "Madara, don't be angry..."

"I am not angry."

"really?"

"........."

Madara covered her face and sighed helplessly, the anger on her face disappeared completely with her showing weakness.

He is really naive to be angry with a patient.

"You don't even know how worried Quanna and I were during this time."

Mao blinked and blinked, and really wanted to say that she was okay, but when she saw the other party's extremely solemn expression, she thought about it and changed her words.

The big cat with fried hair should be rubbed along.

"I'm sorry, but I will definitely be fully prepared before going to the battlefield next time."

"You..."

Thinking that Madara was about to get angry again, she quickly shrank her head back under the blanket, only revealing a pair of black and white eyes, looking at him timidly.

Banner was completely out of temper.

This person is like this every time, whenever she is angry, she will show such a pitiful expression, which makes him want to get angry but can't, and finally let it go.

"You, let me recuperate honestly! Uchiha is not going to let a wounded person go to the battlefield."

He folded his arms angrily: "Quenna opened the kaleidoscope, and from the next war he will take your place and fight against Senshoubei."

Although Madara really wants this person to stay in the clan and not go to the battlefield again, but such an approach is disrespectful to her and irresponsible to Quan Uchiha.As the patriarch, he naturally had to consider the overall situation, and he couldn't abandon the interests of the whole clan because of selfishness.

It’s okay if Mao is a woman with no power to restrain a chicken, but she is a strong man who can beat most men in the clan to the ground, and can be regarded as one of Uchiha’s top combat powers. He shouldn't restrict this person's actions privately, that's an insult to the strong.

But think about it carefully, if she is really an ordinary person, she will never be able to catch his eyes, so why did he make him so hard?

She should be chic and free, unrestrained.

Mao, who didn't know Madara's mental activities, said lightly when she heard the words, and had no objection to this change. It seems that the change in Quanna's Sharingan that she saw before she fell into a coma was not her own dazzle.

It's just...the two brothers have opened a kaleidoscope, is this a good thing...or a bad thing?

She had a vague premonition, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Hope... it's just her illusion.

While Mao was recuperating, Senju and Uchiha went to war again. She wanted to go to the battlefield just after her injury had healed, but Madara and Quanna forced her back and ordered her to stay in the clan. inside.

Mao had no choice but to compromise, thinking that Quanna had also opened the kaleidoscope, she felt relieved and no longer attached.

On the battlefield, Uchiha Mao did not see the shadow of Uchiha Mao, but her former opponent Uchiha Quanna was her replacement.

He looked at Quanna with a stern face in front of him, frowned, and subconsciously said: "Why is it you, Uchiha Mao?"

"Are you disappointed to see me?" Hearing the other party's question, Quan Nai's chest was filled with anger, a mocking arc was drawn from the corner of his mouth, and he shouted sharply, "Thousand Hands, from now on, your opponent will be me!"

After saying that, he flashed his scarlet Sharingan, and quickly attacked with a knife.He caught a glimpse of the complex pattern in his eyes, secretly frightened, and hurriedly looked away to resist the sudden blow.

Sharingan of the same type as Uchiha Madara...

Reminiscent of Uchiha Tajima's fate, a guess flashed in Tomama's mind.

"Is Uchiha Mao dead? Yes, it's not easy to survive that kind of injury with your Uchiha's medical level."

He knew that he shouldn't be distracted during the battle, but he still couldn't help but want to know the situation of that person, and took this opportunity to provoke Quan Nai.

Regardless of the purpose, the current situation must make a new judgment on Uchiha.

He and his eldest brother have inquired about Mao Uchiha's news both openly and secretly, but there is no definite number on whether he died or not. It must be Uchiha who is playing tricks behind him, so as to confuse the public and disrupt their judgment on the situation.

It would be good if Maou Uchiha was really dead, and it would be a good thing for Senshou to lose a top combat power for Uchiha. It's different.

They have to prepare for the worst.

Although he hasn't confronted Tomona head-on for a while, Quanna can still guess about his thoughts. He didn't let the opponent succeed at all, but the movements of his hands became more and more fierce.

"What does it have to do with you! You might as well take care of yourself if you have this skill, and prepare a coffin for yourself as soon as possible!"

Seeing Quan Nai's expression without the slightest flaw and his words avoiding the most serious, Fei Jian's heart became clear, and he couldn't tell what his mood was, so he gave up investigating, and instead devoted all his mind to the battle.

Well, anyway, we will see you later...

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In fact, the Warring States chapter can't be written for a long time.