Finally, I asked Xuan if he was a "Xiao".

He chose to answer, and the answer was not unexpected, but I was very happy. That's it, in fact, my life in Senshou Zhuma is quite wonderful, isn't it?

The only thing I'm not happy about is probably the so-called real peace, even if it's temporary, Xuan refuses to tell me.

But this is also good, I have a thought, under the six feet of loess, I am waiting for you to give me the answer.

Chapter 768

The dawn broke through the sky in the early morning, and the blizzard that raged all night did not know when to stop. The villagers of ζ↑Magazine↑ChongζKonoha are still sleeping soundly. Last night was the 10th anniversary ceremony, and they all celebrated until midnight.

A mournful cry sounded from the village, rapid and sharp, lingering over the leaves for a long time.

The first generation of Hokage, Senju Hashirama, died in Konoha's tenth year.

For a moment, Muye Village felt as if the sky had collapsed, and all the villagers were at a loss, leaving nothing but grief.

...

As the dawn broke, the valley was filled with smoke and clouds, and the surrounding vegetation was covered in frost, which was covered in silver.

The space rotated, and then a black shadow appeared, Xuan glanced at the clan land not far away, and walked there.

"Deputy patriarch." At this time, Uchiha clansmen had already got up early, and when they saw Xuangui, they rushed to greet him.

Xuan nodded, "Where is Madara, are you back?"

"The patriarch came back last night and is at his home."

Uchiha Madara had been traveling abroad for more than three years before, and it was not long ago that he sent a letter saying that he would come back.

Xuan left the Uchiha clansman and headed towards Madara's residence by himself.

On the road, people from the Uchiha tribe kept saluting to him. Last night, there was also a big festival here, and there was still Yuqing walking on the road.

When he came to Madara's courtyard, he pushed the door open and walked in. The courtyard was not big, and it was requested by Madara himself. According to him, why do you need such a big place to live alone.

There is an old tree in the courtyard, which shades the entire courtyard like a wide canopy.

"You are here." Uchiha Madara's voice sounded just after stepping into the room.

Xuan turned his head, and saw Uchiha Madara sitting in front of the pavilion, in front of him was a dark table, and there was still heat wafting from the teacups placed there.

Compared with three years ago, his appearance has not changed significantly, but he has become more vicissitudes, but his momentum has become calmer, and even the haughty arrogance that is so sharp has been restrained a lot.

He had sensed it as early as when Xuan stepped into the courtyard, and he didn't even need to guess that this kind of time would come to him, and he would not be the second person except Xuan.

"Sit." Uchiha Madara pointed to the cushion opposite.

Xuan walked slowly across to him and sat down cross-legged, a cup of warm tea was poured and pushed over.

"I just came back from Konoha Village." Xuan took a sip from his teacup and went straight to the point. He knew what Madara Uchiha wanted to hear.

Uchiha Madara didn't answer the conversation, he picked up his teacup and looked out the window indifferently, amidst the clouds and smoke, silk and bamboo swayed with the cold wind, leaving the dust indifferently.

"Zhujian passed away. I was by my side when he left, and he passed away peacefully." Xuan continued with a calm tone.

The teacup in Madara's hand shook lightly, and a trace of tea overflowed from it, which showed his mood at that moment.

"I've already told you the result, I won't bother you anymore." Xuan drank the tea in one gulp, got up and said goodbye.

He understood Madara's current mood, and what he wanted was neither comfort nor anything else. At this time, it was the best choice to let him be alone.

Returning to Madara's courtyard, Xuan Chang raised his head with a sigh of relief, the sky is already bright, and it looks like it will be a sunny day.

In the house, there was a faint cry, accompanied by a confused whisper, repeating, "He's gone, he's really gone, is he just gone?"

Xuan didn't stop, but strode away.

...

After a few steps, when he returned to his home, the little maid heard the voice and greeted Xuan happily.

Under the considerate service of the maid, I washed my face and changed my clothes again, just in time for breakfast.

During the period, Uzumaki Mito also walked out of the house and had breakfast together. The two sat in the backyard and watched the fish swimming in the pond.

Mito leaned his head on Xuan's shoulder and said softly, "I heard you went to Konoha last night?"

"En." Xuan nodded, and stroked the ends of her hair lightly. Compared to back then, her hair was still red and shiny, and the faint fragrance wafted from it, still so intoxicating.

"How's the situation over there?" Mito asked in a low voice, taking Gen's hand.

After a moment of silence, Xuan said in a low voice: "Hashirama died. I personally sent him on his last journey last night. Konoha should be immersed in a sad atmosphere now, and in a few days he will be able to hear the thousand-hand door. It’s time to become the news of the Second Hokage.”

Uzumaki Mito suddenly tightened Xuan's hand, and then relaxed again, but obviously, she was quite depressed because of the news.

Although this valley is hidden, the news is not blocked, and the news in Konoha Village will be passed on by "Akatsuki", so Mito knows that Senju Hashirama has been in poor health for these years.

She naturally had no feelings for Qianshou Zhujian, but she was familiar with him anyway, and when she suddenly heard of his passing away, she couldn't help but feel a little bit melancholy.

"Xuan, sometimes I feel that we are getting old, especially when I just heard the news of Senshou Zhujian's death, he is not a few years older than us."

Xuan turned his head and glanced at her, and smiled to comfort her: "Don't think about it, we are still very young, and we are destined to stay young forever, and then we will be a century-old fairy couple and watch the changes in the ninja world together."

"He will coax me." Mito chuckled, and his mood really improved a lot.

Looking at the smiling Mito, Xuan hugged her into his arms. Even though he said so, there was also some haze in Xuan's heart.

As Mito said, their age is actually not too young. According to the rules of the Warring States Period, thirty years old is enough to be called an old man.

That Xuan's age is very close. When Konoha was established, he was close to eighteen years old. This year is Konoha's tenth year, and it is already the eleventh year. If you count it as a false age, you can even say twenty-nine.

Even if the aging speed of a ninja is slower than that of ordinary people, how long can it be slow? The research on longevity ninjutsu has not made substantial progress.

If there is any good news, it should be said that Xuan has thoroughly mastered the eyes of reincarnation in these years, the nature changes of the six chakras are really clear, and he can even temporarily manipulate the passage of time in the state of eyes of reincarnation.

Seeing the fish swimming in the pond, with soft fragrance in his bosom, Xuan's mood also calmed down.

Chapter 769 Transplanted Cells

"I have decided, help me transplant the cells between the pillars, immediately." Za-Zhi-Bug" "Uchiha Madara, the Uchiha tribe in the valley, said seriously.

Uchiha Madara's mood has stabilized, and his expression is extremely serious.

Xuan thought for a while and said: "The cells in the column are too dangerous. The current experimental results are no different from poison. There is no precedent for all experimental subjects to survive."

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