pat!

At this time, Madara suddenly felt that someone had patted his shoulder twice.

Madara knew that Lu Chuan, who had concealed his figure and aura, must be giving him confidence.

He seemed to have some confidence, and Madara jumped to his father's side with all his strength, and plunged his feet into the stream.

In Madara's eyes, a black gouyu was slowly spinning.

Madara was watching his father, while Tajima was watching the Buddhist and Tobama who had completely let down their vigilance.

"Father, do you really want our descendants to experience this pain of suffocation?"

The young Madara pressed on to his father step by step, but Tajima turned his head in surprise and looked at his eldest son.

This suffocating pain... refers to the death of a loved one...

Or is it the pain of opening Sharingan?

Tajima looked at Madara with a complicated expression on his face.

In fact, after seeing Fojian's let go of his vigilance, Tajima was also a little confused.

He knows that as long as he chooses to reconcile with the decades-old enemy in front of him at this moment, his family will prosper and develop.

However, the sudden arrival of such a large prosperity package stunned Tajima.

He has struggled for decades, and now you tell him that just one word can make the family no longer have powerful enemies?

Furthermore, other people in the family will more or less have a lot of hatred for the Thousand Hands Clan.

The price of "peace" needs to suppress the hatred in the hearts of these tribesmen.

It sounds like it would be much less than the cost of completely annihilating each other.

"Father! Make a decision!"

Madara and Tajima looked at each other with firm eyes.

"Whether to let the family have peace of mind, or to continue this life of war and hatred all day long."

Quan Nai, who was holding a slender sword at the side, was a little at a loss. He had just carefully read the "Thousand Hands" materials brought back by the uncles in the clan last night.

Today, I am preparing to defeat Tomona perfectly, and get praise from my father and brother...

But now...

Quan Nai slowly put down the sword in his hand, his expression became a little confused.

Listening to Madara's sharp words, Tajima secretly decided in his heart that he must teach this kid a lesson when he returned to the clan.

He thought about it, and then looked up at the Buddha Room, which kept a certain distance from him.

The strength of the two is actually about the same, and they have been fighting each other for many years.

So even if one of the parties sneak attack, the other party can react quickly and block.

At this moment, Tajima did not maintain his fighting posture anymore. He stood in the stream below his ankles and asked to the Buddha:

"Do you think so too? Thousand hands... Buddha's room?"

Hearing the words, Fojian gently rubbed the cloth strip tied on his forehead with his hand, then nodded.

Shaking his head again.

He casually put his hands on Toikama, looked at Tajima's eyes with pity, and said:

"No, this is my son Hashirama's idea."

Tian Dao was taken aback when he heard Fojian's remarks, then the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and then he put his hips on his arms and laughed heartily:

"Ha ha……"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Fojian's face gradually darkened.

He waved his hand towards the Buddha room, and then slowly backed away.

The smile on his face gradually faded, Tajima looked up at the noon sun, he had already understood the current situation.

"This time tomorrow, I will bring the answer!"

Chapter 101 - The future has changed!

Tajima needs to solicit the opinions of the tribe.

But as far as he personally thinks, Madara and the young man from the Thousand Hands Clan are still too one-sided.

As far as Guang Uchiha's family is concerned, a large number of people in his own family will resist this view of reconciliation.

Uchiha Tajima retreated, slowly retreating into the forest.

Senju Buddha, Tobima, and Hashirama stood on the stream and the river bank respectively, watching Uchiha Tajima, Quanna, and Madara leave.

Lu Chuan sat on a branch, holding his cheeks, but no one could find him.

He scratched his head, but inadvertently pulled out a large handful of hair.

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