The Pain of Summer's Depression

The shadows of the trees are mottled, and the warm sunlight that belongs only to the mountains and forests pours on the ground, reflecting the broken scene on the ground in the world.Broken stones, disconnected land, flowing blood, weak breathing, whose sorrow makes time seem to stop, whose cry is like the roar of the raging sea, and whose heart can no longer jump out of the law of life .

Madara stood at the top of the tree, looking at the figure of the boy lying on the ground, he couldn't stop the murderous aura from leaking out, the thick and almost substantive murderous aura made everyone here feel like being choked by someone's throat, except for The boy who was still lying on the ground quietly.

Madara roared and jumped down from the tree, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the man kneeling next to the boy to the tree in the distance, "Natori, is this how you protect Natsume? Believe it or not, I will tear you apart right now." The strong impact made Natori spit out a mouthful of blood, but he seemed to be unconscious and just sat on the slide in a daze, allowing himself to show a look of embarrassment that he had never seen before, his eyes were empty as if he had lost his soul.His fingertips were embedded in the flesh, seeing Madara's attack coming towards him, but he didn't have the urge to run away, he felt relieved.Close your eyes tiredly.

That's great, Natsume, I can go with you now.

"I won't let you hurt Master." The expected pain didn't appear, but he heard Hiiragi's voice, raised his head with a wry smile, and sure enough saw Hiiragi blocking Madara's attack.

Madara sneered, "I won't let me hurt him. If I want to kill him, none of you will be able to save him. Today I will let everyone be buried with Natsume." In front of Natori.The red pattern on Madara's forehead shone with a dangerous light, and suddenly the red light on his forehead flickered and condensed into a substantial sword that stabbed Hiiragi.Hiiragi's pupils shrank suddenly, watching the tip of the sword shoot towards his heart, Hiiragi knew that the sword could easily pierce through his body, and it wasn't that he couldn't hide, but that he couldn't hide.It's like being locked there, unable to move at all.

Just when the red lightsaber was about to pierce Hiiragi's heart, a faint, almost inaudible cough dissipated the lightsaber instantly. Before Hiiragi could react, Madara's huge body was already surrounding the boy. By his side, the murderous aura instantly dissipated.

Madara transformed into a human form beside Natsume, and gently hugged Natsume with trembling hands, "Natsume, it's okay, I'm here. I've healed the wound for you, and it's not bleeding anymore, really." A trembling voice said comforting words , I just don't know if he is comforting Natsume or comforting himself.

Natsume raised his hand to caress the wound on his abdomen, and sure enough it had healed. Apart from the blood on his body, it was as if he had never been injured. He chuckled, "Really, the teacher is amazing." As if thinking of something happy, Natsume smiled Happy, "By the way, the teacher's human form is really noble, and he really has the capital to be proud of."

"Stop talking about Natsume, it's okay, let's go home, okay? By the way, Tako-san cooked your favorite meal today. If you don't go back, it will be cold, and Tako-san will be worried. I'll take you home now. Madara made a gesture to get up, but Natsume pulled her silver hair down to her waist.He lowered his head, with unconcealable panic in his eyes.

"Teacher, come home later, don't worry. I want to talk to you."

"Okay, then I'll come back later. What do you want to say?" Madara looked at the pale boy in his arms, feeling a hand tightly clutching his heart, which made him almost faint from the pain, but his face He still showed the usual casual smile on his face, and looked at Natsume with almost doting eyes.

Natsume withdrew his hand, looked at the speckled golden eyes, the clear pupils reflected his embarrassed appearance, and couldn't help but smiled wryly, "Really, it's really a loss of self-control for the teacher to see himself in such a mess in the end."

What is the last, why did the idiot Natsume say that.

He obviously wanted to refute, but those words just hovered there, unable to enter or exit.Watching Natsume's breathing getting weaker and weaker, he couldn't do anything.

"Teacher, according to the agreement, after I die, the friend account will be yours. Teacher should be happy now. There are still many powerful monsters in the friend account. They can always be with the teacher... In this way, the teacher will also be happy." You won't be alone."

"Stupid Natsume." For a moment, Madara couldn't hold back the tears that welled up, but they were trapped in his eye sockets and did not fall. "Listen well, I don't care about those little ones, Natsume, if you dare to die today, I will let all the people here be buried with you, you know? If they want, they will live for me." Madara almost roared the words.Natsume was stunned for a moment, then smiled as usual, "Sensei is the most gentle monster I have ever seen, how could it be?"

"No, I will really kill them."

"Teacher, I'm so tired, let me have a rest." Madara stroked his face and shook gently, "Hey, don't sleep, look at me, look at me...Hey..." Natsume grabbed Madara's hand, and smiled apologetically, "Teacher, don't make trouble and let me sleep for a while...really... just for a while."

"Teacher, I will give you back your freedom."

The sun hit the young man's face, his pale face was almost transparent, and the hand that was grasping Madara's chest was also powerlessly hanging on the ground, the blood that hadn't dried up on it was alluring and blurred under the sunlight.

Madara looked at Natsume and suddenly laughed out of nowhere, "Hehe...hehe...haha...hahaha...haha..." He kept laughing and tears came out.Laughing...almost collapsed.It took a long time before it gradually stopped, the golden pupils were full of sadness and...determination.

"Do you think this will give me back my freedom? I don't want what you gave me." Madara dipped Natsume's blood on her finger and drew the same pattern on Natsume's forehead as her own. Natsume Takashi formed an eternal contract, and he fell into reincarnation to experience life and death. As long as the sky is immortal and the earth is immortal, Natsume Takashi is Madara's only master. Make a contract." Madara pressed Natsume's forehead, and a burst of intense red light burst out instantly , Dyeing this piece of sky bright red, powerful demon power spread out, weird, ominous but irresistible.

The author has something to say:

In other words, this is the first time to post an article, because I like Naruto and Natsume so much, so I put them together, and I will see it in the next chapter. ...555...I know it will crash, but I will try not to make it particularly crash.Grace.

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