People Are in Naruto, Start Dancing by Grabbing Madara's Neck

But after the war between Loulan and the Country of Grass, the Yuyi Clan, and after talking with Saitama, some seeds of dreams seemed to germinate.

"Goodbye~ Saitama-sensei~"

Lu Chuan sat on the spot and waved to him in a happy mood. He looked at Saitama who was slowly emitting golden light, and threw the scroll in his hand away.

Saitama grabbed Lu Chuan's scroll, on which was written the method of chakra refining, as well as some records of ninjutsu seals and releases.

This is what Saitama asked for, saying that he would take it back and give it to Genos as a souvenir.

Saitama looked at Lu Chuan who was waving to him, touched his head, waved to Lu Chuan for some unknown reason, then seemed to think of something, and said:

"Hmm! You are really q..."

Then the whole person turned into a golden spot of light dancing with the wind and snow, and dissipated into a wisp of light under the rare bright moonlight in the Iron Kingdom.

Lu Chuan stood there and twitched the corners of his mouth, what is this, mocking before leaving?

He thought about turning his head back, glanced at the iron country that was being transformed under the sunlight passing through the gaps in the clouds, and followed his gaze to the green forest in the distance.

Don't know what happened to them.

Chapter 70 – A left forward kick

At the same time as Lu Chuan went to the country of iron.

Dusk brings incomparable melancholy, and the sad halo renders the forest.

The afterglow of the sunset is scattered, very much like karst in a volcano, slowly pouring down along a man-made crack in the sky.

Feima stood on a wooden stake with the thickness of arms of more than a dozen people, looking down at Zhujian who was also sitting cross-legged on the wooden stake. He folded his hands and said plainly that he was not mature at his age:

"Adults are all idiots. If you want to eradicate war, just sign an armistice agreement with the enemy to stop the war."

With his back facing the setting sun, the dark shadow covered his solemn expression. He didn't speak, but sat on the side of the wooden post between the boards with two-colored hair and asked:

"But in that case, what about the relatives who were killed? Don't they take revenge?"

Toikama turned his head slightly, shifted his eyes from Hashirama to Banma, and heard the same thoughts as his brother and father, couldn't help but lament the stubbornness of the adults:

"If you say such things again, you will be the next to die. You are as overheated as those adults."

Itama lowered his head, although he was only seven years old, he also understood some truths, and soon understood Tomagama's thoughts, so he apologized for his own thoughts:

"Sorry…"

Listening to Toikama's rational and orderly words, Hashirama couldn't help exerting force on his arms on his knees, and frowned slightly, thinking about the feasibility of these things in his heart:

"Signing agreements and alliances...would it work..."

The dusk of the setting sun covered Hashirama's back, stretching his shadow very long, and his thoughts drifted away with the ideal in his heart.

Due to the death of his younger brother Senju Wama, both Togama and Hashirama wanted to find a way to end the war.

Tomama calmly thinks that Senju's top management is too radical, and thinks of signing an agreement and forming an alliance to end the war.

But the reality is cruel.

A few months later————

In the early morning, there was no light in the sky, and it seemed extremely silent and dark.In the dim night, there were three stars hanging in the sky, and one of them suddenly turned into a meteor and fell to the horizon.

In the dark forest, a group of long-haired ninjas in dark blue robes gathered around a half-person-high stone.They all hold various ninja tools and long knives in their hands.

"Humph."

The leading ninja had a ferocious smile on his face, and the countless scars made his expression even more terrifying, and the winding scars climbed up his eyelids

——That was actually a blood-red Sharingan!

Surrounded by them was a child wearing light green armor with light yellow and black hair.

He held the kunai in his hand with a desperate expression, leaning against the rock and panting heavily.

"Ha-woo-woo."

Looking at the Uchiha people who surrounded him, Senju Itama felt infinitely desolate, and the hand holding Kunai trembled slightly.

He thought of his elder brothers who had watched the burial in Wajian with him a few months ago, and couldn't help but shed tears of pain and sorrow.

"Imp of the Thousand Hands Clan! Go to hell and be buried with you!!"

The Uchiha clansman holding a huge Fuma shuriken roared, the shuriken in his hand was about to split through the boards from bottom to top, his face was full of hatred.

Swish!

A gray figure suddenly appeared.

"Ding! Pong!"

The crisp sound of gold and iron colliding came from in front of Banjian, when Banjian thought he was going to die here.

"Hmph, another eye-obscuring guy!" The Uchiha tribe stared at the visitor angrily.

"Xiao Zhong, look if I can't get you to go!"

The man who came forward put his knife against the opposite weapon, and his tone did not back down.

That's right, the person who came here happened to be Lu Chuan who just came down the mountain and left the country of iron, and passed by here to meet them!