Chapter 455: Mouth Escape between Senjue Zhu

The torrential rain poured down, rushing, and it gathered into streams and poured into the huge pit in the center.
The land was devastated, there were countless large and small pits, and deep cracked ditches, as if the highest level of earthquake had occurred.
White smoke rose from all around, raindrops fell, making a sneer sound, more steam rose, and was pressed down by the rain a moment later.
The two human figures crawled out of the huge pit in the center with difficulty, and the armors of their bodies were all torn, making the whole person extremely embarrassed.
boom! boom!
The two who climbed out looked at each other, and fell straight forward. The torrential water flowed through their bodies, and the biting chill made them unable to coma.
Each turned over, and the two of them looked up at the sky in a lying-down position, and the electric light loomed, and the thunder sound was endless. With little effort, the whole body of the two of them had become muddy.
Uchiha Madara panted, coughing twice and said with difficulty: "That's not bad, I can get a tie with this uncle."
Senjujuzuma was also exhausted. He tried his best to raise his eyes, but couldn't see Madara's figure. He said stiffly, "What is a tie? I'm obviously winning, I'll stand up and show you now. "
He said, turning sideways slightly, supporting the ground with both hands hard, trying to stand up, his body slowly propped up halfway while trembling.
A smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he gasped and said, "Have you seen it, I can still stand up now." At this moment, there was a loud bang in the sky, a thunderbolt across the sky, and a soft hand suddenly fell between Senshouzhu. Next, a large amount of mud was stirred up and splashed on Uchiha Madara's body.
"Hahaha..." Uchiha Madara laughed loudly, not caring about the mud on his body.
Senshou Zhuma slowly turned over, sighed half annoyed, and laughed, "Haha, hahaha..."
The torrential rain was like a black curtain covering the world. At this time, the patriarchs of the two most powerful clans of the Warring States Period laughed brazenly.
The laughter mixed with the cough spread far away, innocent like two children, just like a dozen years ago...
After laughing for a while, Qianshouzhujian gradually stopped the laughter, staring at the sky in a daze, and said quietly after a while: "How many years have passed since our childhood broke up, we have never laughed together again." pass."
Uchiha Madara also looked at the sky, the rain from his forehead ran across the corner of his eyes, his face couldn't tell what expressions, like melancholy, like sigh, like helpless, because there is everything.
"It would be great if I could live in the past."
Uchiha Madara murmured softly, his voice was extremely low, almost inaudible under the heavy rain.
But Qianshouzhujian heard it, not only did he hear it, but he heard it very clearly. His face flashed with excitement, and he said happily: "Sure enough, you really think so too, you really are the same as I thought. We haven't given up on our dreams, right."
Uchiha Madara was silent, neither admitting nor denying.
Thousands of hands don’t care about this, he said excitedly: "Know what Madara, I often dream of dreaming, dreaming that ten years ago, I, you, and Xuan, the three of us were sitting on that high cliff, pointing to that one. The scene of a large forest, saying that we are going to build our own village."
"I will also dream of the scenery in the village. The scenery there is beautiful. The houses are set against the green leaves. All the villagers live and work in peace and contentment. The ninjas stand by themselves and fight to protect the villagers with one mind.
There are food for the hungry and clothes for the cold. Children will receive the best education. You don't need to be wary of each other, and you can give your surname at any time without oppression or war.
I also dreamed about the tribe of Senju, the tribe of Uchiha. Everyone lives in a village and no longer hates each other. There are fate, Senna, and...
Finally, at the end of the dream, I saw the three of us standing on the cliff when we were young, looking at our own village and guarding our village. The scene is so beautiful. "
Ban silently listened, his hands clenched subconsciously, a handful of mud was held on the palm of his hand, and a drop of water flowed through the corner of his eye, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.
"At this point, what is the use of these? Senna is dead, and the village can't be there anymore."
Uchiha Madara's voice was hoarse. The words between the pillars shocked him a lot. Just thinking about it, he yearned for that scene infinitely, but, after all, Senna died in a thousand hands. In his hands, even if there is a pair of black hands behind his back, it cannot change this fact.
This time, there was silence between Senjuzuzu, and a moment later he said, "I'm sorry about Quanna's incident, it's my negligence."
Uchiha Madara sneered, "If an apology can solve the problem, the world will not be what it is now."
When he was speaking, his eyes suddenly condensed, an arm stretched out, a kunai was held in his hand, and quietly stopped in front of him.
The rain fell, flowing along the kunai on his face, and spotted coldly: "What are you going to do, do you want to continue hitting?"
Between the pillars chuckled, "Maara, remember what I said back then? Hatred can only breed hatred. If you want to shake hands and make peace between enemies, you can only open your heart to understand each other. You said at the time that you want to understand each other. Impossible, unless we can drink shochu and worship the handle, but I remember that we have worshipped the handle, but today we still don't understand each other.
Today, let me cut this chain of hatred, take it. "
After releasing his hand between the pillars, Kunai fell, Uchiha Madara took it subconsciously.
"I thought a lot about Senna, I know Senna's position in your heart, and I also know that it is unrealistic to let you give up this hatred, but I am also a brother, and I cannot let you kill the door. So I want to use my life to offset it. I already left a suicide note when I left. As long as I die, it will be announced. It is a truce.
So Madara, I beg you as a childhood friend, and as a brother-in-law. After killing me, we will carry on our dreams and build the village of our dreams. I believe in you. "
Qianshou Zhujian finished speaking in one breath, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Come on Madara, let the hatred break on me."
Uchiha Madara looked at the kunai in his hand blankly, unable to hold it tightly.

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