[Comprehensive] Goddess of Bryan

Jiu Tun's joining didn't turn the tide of the battle directly, at most it made the black-haired human man miss a single blow.

Just when the other monsters thought that the man would continue to fight, the black-haired human suddenly pulled down the huge skeleton frame and gently landed on the ground from midair.

He has a very handsome appearance, wearing a simple black kimono, and a head of long black hair that is unruly, spreading its teeth and claws all around, even covering a small part of his cheeks.

Monsters respect the strong and regard strength as their beauty. If the appearance is better, it will be the icing on the cake.So even though the black-haired man was obviously human, there were still quite a few onlookers covering their chests, gasping for air and letting out small exclamations.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the man slightly raised his eyelids, glanced around indifferently, and finally settled on the silver-haired woman with an unclear expression.

The monsters at the foot of the mountain pass recognized that it was Shiro|Fenpo and the others' "tribute" to Shuten-sama.The few headed by Sanweihu know more, such as what this weak and boneless silver-haired woman did when they went to the Hyakki Night Walk in Heianjing last time.

The bright flame that burned Qing Ji to ashes still makes some little monsters tremble with fear.

The two humans looked at each other quietly for a while under the watchful eyes of the Dajiangshan monsters.One of them has no expression on his face, one has a smile that is not a smile, one has a thousand words hidden in his eyes, and the other is hesitating to speak. The few monsters with active thinking have already made up a poignant and tortuous scene from this tens of thousands of years of staring at each other. love story.

After a long time, the black-haired man finally moved first, stepping on wooden clogs and walking towards the silver-haired woman slowly.His steps were neither too big nor too small, and his speed was neither too fast nor too slow. As he gradually approached her, his sight didn't shift in any way, and his expression was as focused as if there was nothing else in the world that could catch his eyes except this woman.

He waited until the black-haired man came to the woman, only one step away from the latter, he stopped.

His left hand reached into the skirt of his clothes and took out something. Some monsters who were close could see that it was a small black pendant.

The black-haired man stared down at the pendant in his palm for a moment, then lowered his head and raised his hand, wrapped the black rope connected to the pendant around the silver-haired girl's neck, and tied a knot behind her neck.

While the men were doing this, the entire fighting scene fell silent.

It's not just that the two parties were silent, but more importantly, the focused expression of the man lifting up the soft silver hair of the girl moved the monsters.

The silver-like hair slipped from the man's bony fingers. The terrifying guy who was shaking the ground with the deputy leader before moved gently as if touching a bubble that would disperse at the touch, more like Touching a phantom in a dream that he has thought about day and night for a long time, for fear that this beautiful phantom will disappear if it is disturbed.

The man's appearance is not gentle, on the contrary, he belongs to the aloof and indifferent type, and his temperament is also that strangers should not enter, and he will attract blood when he fights, and he is merciless.

But now, when he stood in front of the silver-haired girl and put the pendant on her, the brows of the man with his head down suddenly softened, and those sharp Danfeng eyes softened a lot.

Anyone who is not blind can see that the silver-haired girl is the most precious treasure of the black-haired man.

Bai Lan looked down at the space-time shuttle that was hung around her neck again, raised her head, and narrowed her eyes slightly to examine Mr. Madara who put it on her.

When the little blue-skinned monster came to report at first, she really didn't expect it to be him.

Because Mr. Madara has black hair and black eyes, even if he uses the Blood Succession Limit, it will still be black hair and red eyes. I don’t know what happened after she left, making his eyes look like this——

Countless black thin line circles are stacked on top of each other, filling his pupils, forming circles of psychedelic ripples on the purple background, just like the ripples formed by a stone falling into the calm water. Dizzy illusion.

He was so close to her that they could hear, feel and touch each other's breath.

If it was the original Mr. Madara, he would have avoided it at this time, but now he does not dodge or dodge, just hangs his head like this, bends slightly, and faces Bai Lan close at hand.

It seems that after being separated for so long, not only has he grown a lot, but Mr. Madara has also changed a lot.

Thinking of this, the silver-haired woman smiled, narrowed her slender fox eyes slightly, covering up the strange color in her eyes, and became happy and happy: "Long time no see, Mr. Madara."

Uchiha Madara stared at the hibiscus face in front of him calmly, seeing her showing a familiar smile to him, and seeing her skillfully concealing her true thoughts.However, it was different... This time, he would never let her go.

They have been apart for too long, so long that Madara realizes that he likes this person so much that he can give up the opportunity to control the entire Konoha for her, immediately the Uchiha clan, and even cross two worlds for her.

This time, Bai Lan, don't even think about running away.

Since you have successfully lured me into your trap, then don't even try to escape.

"Long time no see." In the end, the man closed his eyes lightly, and when he opened them again, those strange circle eyes finally disappeared, returning to Bai Lan's familiar black hair and black eyes, "Bai Lan."

He read her name, word by word, each syllable was bitten out between his teeth, and rolled on the tip of his tongue for a long time before he reluctantly let go.

For a moment, Bai Lan felt as if she had become the name he had spoken, being held in the man's mouth fiercely, her weaknesses being controlled by the man, and she was gnawing carefully with the upper and lower rows of teeth. Point suck clean.

She coughed dryly, took a step back, and took the initiative to distance herself from this dangerous distance. She bent her eyes and said with a smile, "It's really surprising. Since we parted last time, I thought I would never see Mr. Ban again."

Uchiha Madara saw her running away so evasively, smiled slightly, straightened up with inexplicable indulgence, took a deep look at her, and was about to open his mouth, when he heard footsteps behind him, and at the same time another man voice: "So your name is Bai Lan."

Turning around, it turned out to be the red-haired man who interrupted in the middle just now.

Madara's eyes swept over the other's long pointed ears, and met the pair of dark purple eyes staring at him with hostility.

The red-haired man looked at Madara, but asked Bai Lan, "Who is this guy?"

Bai Lan groaned, and hesitated for a moment on how to introduce Mr. Madara's identity.

As a result, Uchiha Madara introduced herself before she answered: "I am Uchiha Madara, who are you?"

For this red-haired love rival with revealing clothes (Shuten: ...) and good strength, Madara really doesn't like it the more he looks at it.Especially after he asked, the rival in love showed a smile that Madara wanted to throw Amaterasu in the past: "I am Shuten-douji, the ghost king of Oe Mountain, human, you are not bad."

Madara: "..." I'm pretty good and I want you to tell me?

He had just seen Bai Lanwen's calm eyebrows and eyes turned cold.

Jiu Tun is not an idiot either, seeing that he boasted, the other party not only didn't appreciate it but treated him coldly, he was immediately unhappy, and a faint murderous aura filled with bright red demonic aura once again.

At this moment when the trigger was on the verge, Ibaraki Doji, who had been following Shuten, suddenly took a step forward, attracting everyone's attention.

Compared with Jiu Tun's revealing clothes (Jiu Tun:...), Ibaraki can be said to be tightly wrapped, and the fully armed armor shines on him, only the arm that was cut off by Watanabe Tsuna still hasn't grown out , the right sleeve is empty, fluttering gently with the swelling of the evil spirit.

He was full of excitement and eagerness to try, staring at Uchiha Madara without blinking, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to challenge my friend, you must first step over my corpse!"

As if afraid that Madara would not misunderstand, Ibaraki paused and added: "My friend will be guarded by my Ibaraki boy!"

Jiu Tun: "..."

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One person and one demon silently looked at Ibaraki who had stars shining in his inexplicable eyes, and looked away at the other party at the same time.The tense atmosphere just now suddenly eased, and a man and a monster reached a certain consensus in this silent stare at each other.

Jiu Tun repeated again: "You are very good to be able to draw with me, Uchiha Madara."

When Madara spoke this time, her anger was inexplicably lower than before: "You are not bad."

Only Ibaraki was still a little confused about the situation, and he didn't realize who caused this change: "Wait! My friend! This human being broke into Dajiangshan for no reason can't be ignored."

Jiu Tun glanced at the densely packed surroundings, watching the monsters all the way around, without making a sound.

Madara Uchiha was impatient and raised his eyebrows: "How are you doing?" There was a faint red in his eyes as he spoke.

"Please explain clearly why you broke into Dajiangshan." Ibaraki Doji's eyes were full of vigilance, "Could it be that the human beings in Heianjing sent to spy on my Dajiangshan's strength?"

Uchiha Madara is inexplicable, he has never heard of Dajiangshan or Heianjing.He has just arrived in this world, and he hasn't figured out the situation yet. There was a little accident on the way, otherwise he would have found Bai Lan long ago.The combination of these messy reasons prevented him from directly fighting the white-haired man in front of him. Instead, he patiently suppressed the impatient Sharingan, and glanced at Bai Lan at the side: "I'm here to find her."

Ibaraki seemed to have only noticed Bailan until now, and after seeing her following Uchiha Madara's line of sight, he was taken aback: "Why are you here?!"

"It's so sad, I've obviously been standing here for a long time." Bai Lan said sadly with a smile, and pretended to hold her chest and sigh, "Oh, it's really sad, obviously we also lived and ate together for a while, Liu River."

As soon as she yelled that name, Ibaraki remembered that in the fishing village, Bai Lan said that he would feed mermaid meat to the mermaids.Thinking about it afterwards, even Ibaraki, who was only focused on fighting and strength, couldn't help lamenting that this woman was really cruel, and it was a pity not to be a monster, so Bailan left a deep impression on Ibaraki.

Now seeing this woman again in Dajiangshan, Ibaraki suddenly realized after being stunned for a while, and said happily, "Could it be possible that you figured it out? Want to become a monster?"

Bai Lan raised her eyebrows, smiled, and before she could speak, Jiu Tun asked, "So you want to be a monster." The red-haired Ghost King stretched out his hand towards her with a dazed look on his face, and spread out his five fingers, with deep and clear lines on his palm: "In that case, I will leave it to my uncle."

The faint unhappiness flooded Uchiha Madara's throat again.

It was like a foreign object stuck there, unable to swallow it down, and unable to cough it out, clamoring for its own existence all the time.

Fortunately, Bai Lan did not respond to Jiu Tun.She just giggled: "No, I haven't done enough as a human being."

Immediately, Madara's brow that had just been frowned loosened, Shuten also put down his hand, and said nothing more.

Only the smile on Ibaraki's face disappeared in an instant, and he glared at Bai Lan: "How dare you refuse my friend, you?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Jiu Tun raising his volume: "Since there is a guest visiting our Dajiangshan today, we will hold a banquet to celebrate this event. Ibaraki, I will leave this matter to you."

It was said that Ibaraki-douji forgot about Bailan and turning into monsters, and immediately ordered a few monsters to prepare for the evening banquet with him, and at the same time told the group of onlookers to disperse: "Go Get lost! Are you impatient if you don't see my friend?"

All the monsters were silent for a while, wanting to say that the most annoying thing to my king is you, but they didn't have the courage, so they could only leave in despair one by one.

There was still some time before the banquet, and Jiu Tun took his wine gourd to the maple forest to drink again, while Bai Lan was called aside by Madara.

Originally, she didn't want to go, so she was going to find an excuse to avoid it.

Somehow, seeing Mr. Madara this time, aside from the initial surprise, Bai Lan suddenly became annoyed by his pursuit.

He obviously left that world, why did he come after him again?

Such an annoying question has been circling in Bai Lan's mind since just now.

Of course, Bai Lan was very happy about Banner sending her the space-time shuttle.If Mr. Madara could turn around and leave after giving her the time-space machine, Bai Lan would be happier.

Bai Lan, who was so full of resistance, obediently followed him after Uchiha Madara said a word.

Because that sentence is: "Before entering this world, I met a person who is very similar to you."

Similar person?

Bai Lan immediately thought of the guy who was chasing and killing him.

Sure enough, Madara frowned slightly and continued: "It looks very similar to you, with white hair, and a man with a tattoo under the corner of his left eye."

He looked at the blinking Bai Lan and asked, "Who is he?"

"..." Bai Lan's eyes wandered for a while, and he didn't answer the question directly, "What did you do to him?"

Uchiha Madara pursed his lips: "I beat him up."

To Madara's surprise, the girl he liked burst into laughter upon hearing this.It was a sincere smile, not her usual disguise, and the irritability that had been lingering in her eyes immediately dissipated a lot.

Bai Lan clapped her hands: "Nice job!"

Madara: "...I thought he was your elder brother." After all, they look so similar, and their personalities seem to have some similarities, but they are more provocative than Bai Lan.

The white-haired young man with tattoos only smiled and said a few words, and Madara couldn't help but opened his eyes of reincarnation and beat him up.

After hearing Madara's words, Bai Lan nodded and highly praised his behavior: "Well done, next time I see you, I must beat him up again! Please don't show mercy."

"It's really not your brother?" Madara still hesitated.If it's really brother-in-law, his beating...no matter what Bai Lan said, it's not very good.

Bai Lan sighed, turned her face to the side, and tears began to glisten in her eyes: "He...although he is my closest person, but he wants to kill me. Even..."

"Even what?"

The silver-haired woman lowered her eyes, her side face was beautiful and sad: "Even... want to take my body away."

According to Bai Lan, No. [-] seemed to be forcibly dragged away from No. [-]'s own world by that lunatic, and was even made into a weapon?The rest of them, the living Bailan, are all in danger.For Bai Lan, who are free-spirited, being controlled by others is the most annoying thing.

Uchiha Madara paused suddenly, and a murderous intent surged in his eyes.He closed his eyes, closed the Sharingan that popped up instantly, opened it again and said coldly: "Don't worry, I will kill him."

Bai Lan made a victory gesture in her heart, raised her eyes, and looked at Madara: "Mr. Madara..."

I don't know if he was bewitched by the tears in her eyes or touched by the joy on her face, Banqing couldn't help caressing Bailan's cheek, quietly feeling the smoothness under the fingertips with his thick callused fingertips.

"Bai Lan." He lowered his head slowly, looking at those purple eyes, which were getting closer.

Bai Lan remained motionless, the corners of her mouth were still slightly raised, and there was an unidentifiable look in her eyes.

Uchiha Madara knows that he has a strong desire to control. Before meeting Bai Lan, he also talked with Zhuma about the type of opposite sex he likes.At that time he said: "My future wife must be meek, courteous, generous, and gentle. She doesn't need to be strong, but at least she has the power to protect herself. She should be good at cooking and able to do other housework. More importantly, she must be obedient. Me, listen to what I say. Others can be discussed, but I hate the kind of self-righteous and self-satisfied woman the most."

At that time, Hashirama laughed at him, saying that what he was looking for was not a wife at all, but a subordinate who could be a nanny.

As a result, retribution is coming now.

Bai Lan is not a person who will obey him in everything at all, and even in terms of her temperament, it is a good thing not to deliberately confront Madara.

She was so far from the type he had envisioned, yet he couldn't let go.

"Bryn."

Madara recited the name in a low voice, rubbed her cheeks, smelled the faintly sweet and seductive aroma of her body, heard her soft breathing, and was getting closer and closer to those thin lips that she had been longing for for a long time. The closer it is, the closer it is, as long as you go down a little bit, you can touch it.

However, at such a short distance, in such a place within easy reach, Uchiha Madara stopped.

Madara didn't know how to describe the feeling, but somewhere in his mind was yelling frantically at him to stop.

Madara, who never believed in the so-called intuition, suddenly stopped at this moment like a ghost.

Bai Lan smiled lightly.

She looked at the pair of pitch-black phoenix eyes in front of her, and smiled with her meager mouth.The long and dense eyelashes trembled, and the purple under the eyes rolled, and the color became more and more gorgeous, sparkling with tears that were about to fall.

She was so alluring and so close to him, why didn't he continue?

"Mr. Madara." Bai Lan blinked and asked softly, "Why don't you continue?"

Yeah, why why didn't he continue?

Uchiha Madara was silent.

At this moment, a high-pitched and thin voice sounded not far away, and was quickly approaching: "My lords! My king said that the banquet is ready, please take a seat! Karma!"

The little monster stopped halfway, staring at the two humans who were almost overlapping each other not far away, with eyes wide open and mouth wide open, neither advancing nor retreating.

Fortunately, when the black-haired man heard the little monster's call, he took a few steps back and distanced himself from the silver-haired girl.

The man named Uchiha Madara turned sideways and glanced at the thin bottle monster that could not reach his calf: "Got it."

The thin bottle monster suddenly felt a chill rushing up from the bottom of the bottle, running through his entire body like lightning, all the way to the cork on the top.The chill was so icy, it was more penetrating than Master Ibaraki's ghost hands from hell, it made the little monster tremble all over, and ran away crying loudly: "It's so scary! This human being is so scary!"

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He has already confirmed that these are monsters, but are all the hideous and terrifying monsters in the legend so... stupid?

Thinking of the majestic white-haired monster just now, and thinking about the one who ran away quickly, Madara came to a conclusion in his heart: the so-called monster may be strong in strength, but his brain is indeed not very good.

But thanks to the interruption of that stupid youkai, Madara retreated from a rare embarrassment.

Bai Lan also returned to normal. The so-called normal is to put her arms around her chest, put her chin on one hand and tap her lower lip, while smiling and teasing: "Oh, what a pity, I thought Mr. Madara would kiss me."

"Bai Lan." The black-haired young man with his back to her called out to her, making the latter suddenly quiet.

Uchiha Madara's back has always been so straight, no matter when he was kneeling in front of the fire country daimyo before, or when his back is facing Bai Lan, his tall and straight body is just like his hair full of fried hair , are very commensurate with his stubborn and selfish character.

In fact, Bai Lan couldn't tell exactly what she was thinking just now, maybe she was looking forward to it, but more of it was disgust.

Very, very disgusting.

She hated the guy who touched her face and kissed her when she didn't take the initiative, even with Chino Yuki, she was the one who took the lead every time.

That's why she was so angry when that lunatic pinned down Bai Lan.

She hates being suppressed, not even Mr. Madara.

Fortunately, Mr. Madara didn't really kiss, otherwise...

Bai Lan pursed her lips and smiled, waiting for the young man's next words.

Uchiha Madara still didn't turn around, turned his back to her and said, "Bai Lan, I will wait until the day you really want."

"Pfft——" Bai Lan laughed out loud, and walked forward proactively, holding Uchiha Madara's arm vaguely, "Mr. Madara is really cunning."

In the face of the young man's gaze, Bai Lan seldom spoke his mind: "I was quite angry at first, but Mr. Madara's words made me unable to get angry at all."

"So, Mr. Madara is really amazing." Every time, every time, he stepped on her bottom line, making her heart itch, and she couldn't help but flirt back.

Unexpectedly, Uchiha Madara did not remain silent this time, but chuckled lightly.

He turned his head and stared at Bai Lan, a strand of hair fell from the side, swept across the high bridge of the nose, and hung on his eyelids: "To each other."

Those determined and proud phoenix eyes gave Bai Lan the urge to kiss for the first time.Although this impulse is only fleeting, like a swift kingfisher crossing the water, the splashing waves are fleeting.