Naruto’s strongest

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The so-called strong person is to stand on the top of the mountain and overlook all living beings.

And the feeling is addictive.

So on the cliff, an old man and a young man stood like this all day, until the sun went down and the full moon rose…

All day, they looked at the scenery without talking.

Grunt~

There was a squeeze of the stomach in the lower abdomen, and some kind of sound that ruined the atmosphere came.

Monet swallowed.

“Aren’t you hungry, old man?”

Madara was still unmoved, and it was no different from the dead man’s appearance before.

“Okay, you’re awesome, I’m hungry.”

The master has passed the trick point to the end, and Ma Da La competed for a day’s endurance, Monet himself felt that he was bored, a day, this forced to stand like that.

Don’t you consider Xiao Ye’s feelings?

Standing side by side with someone like Madara, that feeling and pressure, ordinary people really can’t bear it.

Monet was not worried that Madara would suddenly grab his neck and give him two mouths, but the invisible depression 477 atmosphere was very ruin to the mood.

Flying Thunder God launched.

A fat innocent hare passing by fell into his hands, peeled and lit a fire, and sprinkled seasonings in one go.

Sitting on the ground waiting for the barbecue, Monet looked at Madara.

There are few people in the entire Hokage world who can admire him, and at first he didn’t even look at his second master, but after getting along, he found out what kind of person his second grandfather was, and that kind of Hokage was worthy of anyone’s admiration.

The second master is counted as one, and Madara is also worthy of admiration, no matter what he has done, but he still works for the so-called peace in his heart, and it is still the same until death.

Two-dimensional people are easy to move, and the strength of not admitting defeat from Madara is indeed admirable.

As for the prince and the second pillar.

Monet didn’t have any opinions about these two, in the original work, these two people loved and killed each other and also gave a lot of touch, but careful analysis and a little reluctant, is nothing more than the product of the protagonist’s halo.

The personality is very distinct and prominent enough, but Monet doesn’t know why he just can’t appreciate it.

On the contrary, Madara …

This is Banye in the true sense, and his grandfather Qianjuzhu is the same generation, once a good friend, and there is nothing wrong with calling Banye.

“Come for a bite to eat?”

Thinking about it, the rabbit meat was already cooked, and the aroma made Monet’s index finger tear the meat off the rabbit’s thigh and stuff it into his mouth, and then shouted arrogantly to Madara’s back.

Obviously feeling that the back trembled slightly, Monet smiled slightly, absorbing the nutrients of the outer golem underground, and it is estimated that Madara had long forgotten what meat tasted like.

Funny little ghost.

Madara turned around and looked squarely at Monet for the first time, three or four points similar when he was a child, but how to look at it was slightly more pleasing than between the pillars.

And the pillars are not as mature as this little ghost.

Walking to the fire, Madara grabbed the rabbit’s leg and took a bite.

The taste is good, but I always feel that there are some shortcomings.

“Give.”

I don’t know where to feel two bottles of sake, Monet threw a bottle to Ma Da La and started blowing directly.

Under the moon, bonfires, mountain streams…

With such an atmosphere, two people who were in a certain year for the first time actually began to drink and eat meat.

Even Monet himself did not believe that he and Madara would meet in this way.

I thought that I would be an unending enemy in the future, and I also thought about leading the army of Filthy Earth Rebirth (CECE) to start a big war and then look at him from the air.

But this quiet drinking and eating meat together … I’m not dreaming, am I?

It feels a little unreal that Monet swallowed the rabbit meat and slapped himself, and Madara who looked at it not only frowned, did the grandchildren between the pillars inherit his personality?

A barbecue meal was very dull, Monet couldn’t figure out Madara’s mind, Madara just sat there without speaking, occasionally showing a touch of nostalgia in his eyes.

Is this nostalgic for grandpa?

Monet thought to himself.

Speaking of the grandfather, Monet not only raised his head to look into Madara’s eyes.

He has always been very attentive to finding a companion for the second master, and the only candidate is the eldest grandfather, but it is estimated that summoning a thousand hand pillars will only make the second master more uncomfortable.

The only feasible way for the temporary stage is the reincarnation innate technique.

But the eye of reincarnation, only Madara has, he just wants to study the art of reincarnation innate can’t help ah, the only chance is when Madara presses his eyes to Nagato.

But Nagato is also Madara’s pawn, how easy is it to move him?

Staring at Madara’s eyes, Monet’s eyes flickered vigorously.

“Little ghost, you seem to be very interested in my eyes.”

Madara raised his head and looked at this Monet indifferently.

“Show me, it’s all the money for this meal.”

Swallowing his saliva, Monet ghostly stretched out his hand, and he regretted the words.

Unless the fool’s head is clamped and farted, he will agree to do so.

Well, similar to what Monet imagined, when he finished this sentence, a murderous aura emanated from Madara’s body in an instant, and the reincarnation eyes that seemed to be shining with light stared at Monet deadly.

Like a leaf flat boat surging and undulating in the sea, Madara at this moment has finally become the invincible killing god in the Warring States Era!

Finished.

Monet swallowed his saliva, why did Lao Tzu’s mouth owe it so much? Not only did he leak his attention to the eye of reincarnation, but he was also targeted by this uncle.

“That, I’ll be joking, I’ll let others borrow it when I turn back.”

……

Second more.

Well, something went wrong, the milk dog mentality jumped, and the update was a little late

Recently, there is no state, the milk dog wants to write comedy, but this thing in life, when you are in a sad state, you can’t write comedy, especially the glass heart of the milk dog, it is easy to be influenced by emotions.

Three years of relationship… Hehe. _

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