Ji Li agreed with the fact that Gu Sun wanted to leave Konoha to travel to the ninja world to practice, because when Madara had this idea, he discussed it in detail with her.

There is no problem with personal safety in this regard.

Chi Li understands Madara's strength. Unless they do something that is both human and gods along the way, causing all ninjas to be besieged, they will probably be in danger of their lives.

This may only happen after killing all the names of the five major countries.

She was only worried that Madara would take care of the child.

After all, he is the number one stubborn single in the clan, and many older Uchiha have arranged blind dates for him.

The tribes of this tribe have tried and other tribes have also tried. All of them have failed without exception, and it was also a time of war and was put on hold.

The Uchiha woman who has been with blood and fire for the rest of her life has long been as solid as a rock. The only thing that can move her is that she is reluctant to leave her family affection.

Chi Li, who was leaning against the courtyard, looked reluctantly, stepped on the increasingly blurred figure of dawn, and his eyes that were no longer bright under his gray hair were filled with morning mist. He blinked his eyes and raised his arms to wipe the mist, and said softly to his dear Sun who was waving his hand far away: "Be careful all the way."

Although dawn has come, the stubborn twilight still covers the earth.

Standing on the distant street, Lu Sheng waved his arms to say goodbye to his mother-in-law. His vision increased by the Sharingan could clearly see the wiped tears beyond the night, otherwise he would have already burst into tears.

Farewell is for a better reunion.

The waving arm suddenly stiffened and hanged on the edge of his legs. Lu Sheng couldn't believe his mother-in-law holding the wooden sign, which read "The first card winner, welcome to challenge."

The standing wooden sign was kicked into the air and rotated rapidly. The words on the wooden board were like black vortex dazzled Lu Sheng.

Then, Qianben, which perfectly merged with the night, pierced the air and made a whistling sound, accurately nailing the wooden board to the center of the door.

A set of smooth operations woke up Lu Sheng with the clapping sound.

He still didn't believe that before he could go out, his mother-in-law had transformed their home into a preliminary for the next Card King Championship.

After removing the dust that did not exist in his hand, the mother-in-law found that the good grandson looked at her in surprise from afar. She turned around as if nothing had happened and closed the door. She squinted her eyes and walked towards the room and murmured: "As people get older, they are prone to hallucinations. At this time, the good grandson should have left the tribe. How can they still be on the street? It must be an illusion, well, it must be!"

Under the sky with light and darkness, there was a sad person.

Lu Sheng, carrying a backpack, squinted his eyes and looked at the morning light passing through the endless horizon and crossing the emerald green grass. The dew dotted was like stars shining in the sky of the earth.

Lu Sheng has been studying hard for her mother-in-law's optimism. She has experienced too many hardships in her life, but she is not like those tribesmen who have opened their eyes and become introverted.

Now he has a deeper understanding of why his mother-in-law is so popular among middle-aged and elderly Uchiha tribesmen.

That is the Uchiha Light that belongs to them.

Lu Sheng decided to take back the definition just now because he saw the light of Uchiha that belonged to him.

Standing in front of the gate of the clan, Jiri lightly tapped the ground with his toes. The dewdrops on the upper slid slowly into his white toes as they shook, gathering on his toes and splashing down to the side.

Judging from her appearance, she must have been waiting for a long time. Lu Sheng hurriedly trotted forward, showing a helpless smile and pointing her hair stained with dewdrops.

But Chiri was not influenced by him. He looked at him with bright eyebrows and bright eyes, as if he wanted the handsome boy in front of him to be deeply engraved in his mind, and he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

Lu Sheng, who was stared at Jiri like this for the first time, took a step back embarrassedly.

But now Zhiri didn't seem to want him to leave him, and grabbed his palm, and the cold little hands that conveyed the temperature of the morning breeze blended in the palm, but it made people feel extremely at ease.

The confused thoughts in his mind were thrown away, and the two looked at each other. Lu Sheng opened his mouth to break the somewhat nervous atmosphere.

"You must put away this short knife of Lu Sheng." Jiri's gentle voice was the first to break the silence.

The coldness of the metal replaced the temperature of the palm. Lu Sheng's eyes moved away from the hilt of the knife in his hand, looked at Jiri's lonely waist, pursed his dry lips and asked, "I lent me a short knife, how else do you do to train?"

"Stupid, this is your short knife."

With his slight height advantage, Jiri showed a mysterious smile. Seeing the boy's expression of confusion, he waved his hand to let him get closer.

Confused Lu Sheng came to the girl obediently, and felt a warm feeling flowing from his ears into the depths of his heart, making him feel a little fluttering, and he couldn't help but hold the short knife in his hand tightly and refuse to let go.

"This is what my mother-in-law asked me to hand it over to you."

The sound in his ears came to his heart, allowing him to know the origin of the knife. It turned out to be their short knife, and he couldn't help but admire that his mother-in-law could play.

Seeing that his mission was achieved, Jiri turned around and walked towards the village in the morning light.

The rotating purple hair calmed down with the girl's pace, scattered freely on her shoulders, and jumped slightly with the girl's thrilling steps, like a purple butterfly falling on her shoulders, dancing towards the new rising sun.

Lu Sheng, who held the short knife in his hand tightly, hurriedly chased after him. Now he and she are still hungry.

Although there are not many people in the simple Tuanzi store, the appearance of three Uchihas is still quite eye-catching. After all, most of them solve the breakfast problem in their own tribes.

What's more, the adult is the one among them.

Uchiha Madara.

The person who knew his identity lowered his voice and talked in a low voice, or used the packaging escape technique to choose to stay away from the scene.

Lu Sheng, who keenly noticed the change in the atmosphere, drank the soft and glutinous balls in one mouthful, wiped off the oil stains on the corners of his mouth, and laughed at the somewhat dull spots.

A kind laugh came from the front of him, and Madara just raised his eyes and looked at him calmly.

I have some nostalgia. As my strength increases, not many people will reveal their true feelings in front of him. Only Hashimara and Lu Sheng will do this in the entire Konoha Village.

The thinking spread a little deeper, and these two people were the only ones who could communicate with him in the huge Konoha village. The loneliness that surged like a tide was also one of the reasons that drove him to travel to the ninja world.
Chapter completed!