I Am Not Really Related

Quinai.

Before Zhen Yang fell into a coma, Madara, who was hiding here with Hei Jue, was absent from the funeral for a moment.

When he first noticed the boy standing in front of everyone, he couldn't look away.

Like, it's so similar.

Although the hair color is different, if you look closely, the face is actually different, but Ling Madara subconsciously untied the dusty memory, and slowly matched the figure of Quanna in the early years with the boy.

The familiarity that lingered in his heart and the throbbing in his blood made Madara have an illusion that Quanna was still alive in front of his eyes.

But his reason told him that it was impossible.

Quan Nai was already dead, just in front of him.

This pair of eternal kaleidoscope writing wheels is the best proof!

What's wrong?

Hei Jue caught Madara's fault and the direction in which his gaze was firmly locked. It was a young man with black and white hair, a handsome face, and a strong and heroic spirit between his brows.

He couldn't understand why Madara, who had been abandoned by his family, suddenly had such obvious emotional fluctuations?

Madara, whose thoughts were interrupted, frowned slightly, It's nothing, I just remembered some of the past.

Hei Jue Xin summed up, believe in you and you will be a ghost, you wicked old man is wicked!

At this moment Madara also realized that he had lost his temper just a little bit, after all, Quanna was a scar that would never be wiped out in his heart.

Are you sure? That guy in Hasuma is really dead? When asked this, Madara himself was not sure what kind of answer he wanted to hear.

Hei Jue nodded, It can't be wrong, it's undoubtedly Hashirama.

Come on, it's time to get out of here.

When he comes back next time, whoever made the right choice will eventually have a result.

Squeezing the faint sadness and emptiness to the deepest part of his heart, Madara before leaving took a last look into the distance, and then was instantly stunned.

Actually. Awakened?!

The people at the funeral couldn't notice the change in Zhenyang's eyes because of the angle and attention, but Madara's angle here was just right to see the freeze-frame flashing in his eyes!

At this age, he has awakened the wheel-shattering eye, and it is the Ergou jade writing wheel-eye that has been awakened once awakened. This discovery undoubtedly made Madara stop immediately.

In fact, he doesn't care about the situation of the Uchiha clan, and what kind of genius appears in the clan has nothing to do with him. After all, he has abandoned these burdens that do not agree with his concept.

But the boy was different. He saw Quanna's shadow on him, and the pair of eyes that made him unable to calm down.

What made Madara puzzled was why the talented young man of the Uchiha clan stood at the front of the crowd, and he was also among the thousand-hand clan?

If these doubts were not resolved, Madara felt that she could not wait quietly for the Eye of Samsara to open even if she completely left the Land of Fire.

So he ignored the riots that soon subsided in the distance, and said solemnly, Absolutely, within three hours, I want all the information about this young man.

Hei Jue almost cursed in his heart: You are a dog!

This is obviously the time when Konoha is most heavily guarded. Needless to say, whether it is dangerous or not, within three hours?

If you have the ability, you can go by yourself, and ask Laozi to dry his hair!

But scolding is scolding, the person you choose, even if you have tears, you have to help.

Whether Madam Mama can be rescued or not depends on Madara's strength.

Besides, he was actually curious about the identity of the boy and the secret that made Madara change so much!

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After an unknown amount of time, the groggy Zhen Yang finally woke up from the darkness.

As soon as he opened his eyes, what appeared in front of him was Sister Ayako's beautiful, worried and sad face, and on the other side, her eyes were red and swollen, looking at Tsunade who was helpless and pitiful.

What's wrong with me?

Wow!

Before he finished speaking, he kept telling himself to be strong, and Tsunade, who had to hold back, threw himself into his arms and burst into tears.

It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up

Ayako next to her was also weeping with joy, and kept wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

After a while, Tsunade finally got tired of crying and fell asleep in Zhenyang's arms.

You were in a coma for a whole day and a night, and Tsunade watched over you all day and night. If you don't wake up again, I don't know what to do.

Zhenyang had already learned about the situation at that time from Ayako. It is said that he fainted because of excessive sadness at the time, and was sent back to his house, but he didn't wake up until now.

Although he had never had a similar experience, Zhen Yang always felt that he might not have fainted because of excessive sadness.

All he remembered was that his head was hurting, and then his eyes were bloodshot and he was plunged into darkness.

Sadness is sadness, but not to that extent.

Zhenyang pursed his lips, and lightly stroked Tsunade's little head twice with his hands.

Unexpectedly, the heart-piercing poisonous cotton-padded jacket also has a thoughtful day.

Okay, for the sake of your performance, I'll grab two less pieces of meat from you in the future.

Tsunade's brows were tightly wrinkled in her sleep, and her two small hands tightly grasped Zhenyang's clothes, as if she would disappear when she let go.

For Tsunade, his grandfather had just passed away, and before he could recover from his grief, his favorite brother (uncle) fell down.

The kind of fear and helplessness that seems like the sky is falling, it is difficult for outsiders to understand.

Where did the door go?

Zhen Yang raised his head and asked as he stretched out his hand and gently smoothed Tsunade's eyebrows.

After the funeral, Uncle Tobirama never came back. There should be a lot of things to deal with.

Zhenyang nodded, understanding this very well.

Because when the news of the death of Senju Hashirama, the god of the ninja world, spreads, the other great powers without the nightmare in their hearts will definitely not give up this golden opportunity!

According to the plot he knows, it is estimated that it will not be long before the four major countries will tear up the peace treaty, join forces to attack Konoha, and start the first ninja war!

This feeling of powerlessness made Zhen Yang very uncomfortable.

He really wanted to achieve great feats tomorrow, with the sea in his left hand and the Thunder God in his right.

But obviously, that's simply not realistic.

No matter how good his talent is, he still needs a certain amount of time to grow and gain strength.

So what can he do now that he is still very weak?

Zhenyang's first thought was to change Tobirama's death ending!

If Tobirama was not allowed to sign an alliance agreement in the Land of Thunder, or he simply encouraged Tobirama to kill some golden horns and silver horns early, would it be possible to change all this?

Zhenyang didn't know if he could succeed, but he decided to try, and it was the only thing he could do.

(PS: I cried, the power was suddenly cut off, and all the manuscripts that I worked so hard to code were all gone. Why does this still happen when there is an automatic save function? Could it be that the data is lost? Looking at the empty interface at that time, My mentality almost collapsed. In the end, I forcibly cheered up and started to re-code. The old faceless is too miserable, I beg everyone to give some recommendation tickets, weeping~)

PS: Thanks to Sakura full of frost and snow, life is too short for Jiu Yanhuan for the reward of the two children's shoes, and thanks to Jiu Shu 25 and Si Yi for the reward of the two children's shoes.