This time, the throwing did not have the slightest skill of waving the water, and it was clearly a gesture of throwing the stone as a shuriken.

Yan Bai dodged instinctively, and quickly jumped out of the bushes, appearing in front of Uchiha Madara.

"Ah, I heard it~ Your name is Madara."

Under the sky with the sun slanting to the west, childish voices resounded by the river.

"You..." Uchiha Madara's eyes widened.

This is a little girl with silver-gray hair and red eyes, wearing the same outfit as the boy who claimed to be Hashirama.

Could it be that this silver-haired girl who was so beautiful that people would be taken out of her wits just by looking at her, was Hashirama's younger sister?

"Are you my brother Zhuma's new friend?" Yan Bai said with a smile.

This passage of words confirmed that Yan Bai was exactly the insane sister that Zhu Jian said.

After hearing Yan Bai's voice, Uchiha Madara could not help but think of the blooming roses commensurate with Jing Ye.

That melodious voice like a nightingale seemed to have its own illusion, which made people ecstatic.

To some extent, the girl in front of her is an irresistible illusion.

Uchiha Madara frowned silently, he felt that he couldn't look directly at the face of the child in front of him.

When exactly?

When was Hashirama's sister over there?How long have you seen them again?

Why didn't he and Hashirama find out?

"It's the first time we meet, my name is Yan Bai."

Yan Bai is petite, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on her green skirt, and the surface of Yu Guangyan's fabric spread out like ripples.

Uchiha Madara watched Yan Bai approaching him helplessly. He clearly wanted to leave, but his legs seemed to be filled with lead and could not move.

Danger!

Uchiha Madara's heart was full of alarm bells, but it was still in vain.

however……

Yan Bai suddenly grabbed Uchiha Madara's right arm that was exposed outside his sleeve, and said with a smile on his face, "Mara, you seem to be injured? Let me...help you heal..."

Uchiha Madara: "???"

The moment he was touched by the child in front of him, all the hidden wounds on his body were instantly healed?

Uchiha Madara looked at Yan Bai in shock, his eyes fixed on Yan Bai's hands on his arms, which were surrounded by soft light.

This is not medical ninjutsu...

Without traces of chakra flow, what kind of technique is this?

Questions welled up in my heart.

Before Uchiha Madara could figure it out, Yan Bai withdrew his hand, and the soft light disappeared.

With a smile on his face, Yan Bai took a few steps back quickly, and said, "Okay, Madara, I'm going to chase after Big Brother, and I look forward to seeing you next time."

Yan Bai exudes the charm of alienation, which implies a wild and uninhibited nature.

He obviously looks like a child, but Yan Bai has a sense of cold desire in his innocence, and his expression is not rich, but very mysterious.

Yan Bai's back looks extremely lively, and still looks like a child.

Uchiha Madara looked at Yan Bai who was bouncing away with a speechless face.

It wasn't until Yan Bai completely disappeared from sight that Uchiha Madara murmured: "...What a strange child."

After looking at the sky, Uchiha Madara quickly left the place.

What Uchiha Madara didn't know was that Yan Bai, who was running rapidly in the forest ahead, looked depressed at this time.

I just touched Uchiha Madara, and then I like to mention "Elementary Swimming Skills".

What the hell is the primary water drifting skill?

Spicy chicken!

The background of the system is full of garbled codes, otherwise Yan Bai felt that his blood pressure would soar when he opened it and saw this thing!

Yan Bai ran faster, thinking in his heart, it seems that he needs to touch it a few more times...

Chapter 007

Yan Bai chased wildly, and finally caught up with Qianshouzhujian when he was near the gate of the clan.

Seeing the mysterious Yan Bai, Qianshou Zhujian's mouth grew wide, and he almost screamed out.

Yan Bai quickly stuffed his whole hand into Senju Bashirama's mouth, blocking his screams.

"Mmmmm..." Senju Bashima rolled his eyes wildly.

Yan Bai smiled evilly: "Hee hee, big brother, let me tell you, I just went to the chicken coop in the clan, and I touched chicken shit with my hands!"

Thousands of Hands: "..."

Seeing that Senshou Zhujian's expression was not right, Yan Bai immediately pulled out his hand.

Immediately after...

"vomit--"

Senshou Zhujian squatted beside him and vomited until the sky was dark.

Yan Bai squatted beside Senju Zhujian, wiped all the saliva on his body, pretending to pat him on the back.

Yan Bai said worriedly: "Brother, I just washed my hands, so I won't spit like this?"

Qianshou Zhujian looked at Yan Bai with a disheveled face, "Don't make such a joke, please? It's too bad."

"I'm not kidding." Yan Bai was still laughing, "I really touched it, I did it to drug my second brother, but I washed my hands again."

"Don't...say any more, ugh—"

Senshou Zhuma vomited directly on the ground this time.

"Brother, don't be afraid, I'll treat you right away." Yan Bai stood behind Qianshou Zhujian and immediately activated his recovery skill.

Qianshou Zhujian was speechless. After being "cured" by Yan Bai, the feeling of vomiting really disappeared. This miraculous healing technique is really terrifying.

Qianshou Zhujian looked at Yan Bai helplessly, "Please forgive me, Yan Bai."

Yan Bai leaned close to Senshou Zhujian's ear, and said with a smile, "I found a spot."

Hearing this, Qianshou Zhujian's complexion changed.

But Yan Bai said quickly again: "I think he is a good man, I like him very much, next time brother goes to the riverside, can you take me with you?"

Senshou Bashirama said faintly: "So, you just took revenge on me for speaking ill of you to Madara, right?"

Yan Bai blinked, "Ah? Did you say something bad about me? Say it again for me..."

Thousands of Hands: "..."

suddenly……

A stern and deep voice came from behind the two of them.

"What are you two doing here?"

Qianshou Zhujian and Yan Bai turned around at the same time, and followed the prestige.

But he saw Qianshou holding the tree trunk on the side with a tired face, and said with difficulty: "Father let us go there."

Qian Shou Fan wanted to scold Yan Bai very much.

But he looked at Yan Bai holding Senshou Zhujian's arm with a nervous look on his face.

Qianshou Feijian couldn't help recalling what Yan Bai said before he left: "I'll be right back after I find my elder brother."

Thinking of this, Qian Shou Feijian forcibly endured the curse words again.

If it was a daily conversation, maybe Qianshoubeijian had already started preaching.

But now, Qianshou Feijian seems to be too tired to even talk.

Senshou Feijian walked ahead, Qianshouzhujian and Yan Bai exchanged glances, and followed.

"I'm sorry, Feijian, I just..." Yan Bai looked at the back of Qianshou Feijian.

Qianshou Fanjian turned around, without saying a word, just nodded gently, which was the response to Yan Bai.

The medicine that Yan Bai administered to Qianshoufeijian before was very light. He wanted to keep Qianshoufeijian within the clan territory, not to kill him, so Qianshoufeijian recovered very quickly.

As the setting sun slanted further, the shadows of the three brothers became longer.

Senshou Feijian traveled through the vast manor, leading Senshou Zhujian and Yan Bai to a large forest.

This large forest is part of the domain of the Thousand Hands.

The crying cicadas around were beautiful, but it made people think of an incurable disease involuntarily.

Go on a narrow road like a wild road.

The cemetery of the tribe gradually came into view, surrounded by gentle slopes.

Many crows can be seen from the surrounding forests, and the pungent stench is faintly accompanied by the smell of grass leaves.

The pungent stench undoubtedly came from the cemetery.

The number of dead people is beyond imagination. Just standing here and relaxing a little bit may cause nausea and vomiting.

At this very moment, a group of clansmen are digging holes and burying rows of fresh coffins in the ground.

Yan Bai intuitively felt that the coffins were the victims after today's trip, right?

The short coffin means that it contains the fragmented remains of children.

The sound of shoveling soil was like an ominous echo, which terrified Yan Bai.

Every time the wind blows, the surrounding branches and leaves begin to rub against each other, and the rustling sound is like the sound of gurgling water.

Yan Bai remembered that in the original plot, this scene was when Qianshou Wajian died and was buried.

Yan Bai couldn't help but look at Qianshou Wajian and Qianshoubanjian who were already standing by and watching.

Yan Bai glanced again at the Senshou Bashirama who would be beaten in the original plot.

There is a strange premonition in my heart.

Yan Bai tried hard to remember.

According to the urine nature of the plot, what should happen must happen, but if it does not affect a specific person, it must be replaced by someone else.

In other words, this time to see the tribe burying the corpse.

Either Senshou Zhujian was beaten, or Yan Bai was beaten.

Because when the tribe returned, Yan Bai was not there.

Thousand Hands Buddha will definitely blame Yan Bai.

It is true that Yan Bai had no love for his clansmen, and gave all his love to Zhujian, causing some dying clansmen who might have survived to die.

Therefore, Yan Bai was more inclined to be beaten himself.

Of course, if Yan Bai was a chicken thief and fainted directly, Qianshou Buddha would definitely not hit him.

But in this way, Qianshou Zhujian will bear the anger of Qianshou Buddhajian.

Yan Bai thought about it.

Forget it, isn't it just Dad's slap?

Is Yan Bai still afraid of being slapped?

Not to mention a slap, even if Qianshou Buddha gave him eighteen slaps now, he would not feel pain or itching.

Yan Bai suddenly pulled Qianshou Zhujian to stop.

The originally serious Senshou Bashirama looked at Yan Bai in surprise.

But seeing Yan Bai's eyes were red, he hugged him without saying a word.

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