Naruto: Bleach template system

Come to the eleventh year of the Sengoku period.

Clear.

Uchiha is almost twelve years old, and the system’s progress in absorbing the power of the dragon vein has reached ninety-five percent.

It won’t be long before I can leave this sand sculpture period.

Today I met a fool, no, a big fool, no, two big fools.

It’s not right, if you add me, who is willing to listen to fools and imagine peace there, it should be three big fools.

One originally intended to use force to calm the chaos, the other intended to let everyone understand each other and then welcome peace.

Maybe the force that killed Matt to calm the chaos was still a little messy, but the idea of this young man with a shawl and pants in front of me really disgusted me.

Thankfully, I’m leaving and won’t be assimilated by these sand sculptures.

Yes, I am Kenichi Uchiha, the man who is about to ascend to the throne of Naruto.

But today is the dumbest day I’ve ever had.

Putting down the Chengshen note in his hand, the sword kicked the fishing rod in front of him and could no longer be calm.

“Uncle Wall, what is your dream?”

Suddenly, two teenagers who were bragging at each other by the river looked at Kenichi.

yes, what is his ideal?

Madara knows what the ideal that this person in front of him represents, some people’s ideals are destined to be ideals that cannot be completed all their lives, but they are as powerful as Uncle between the walls, I am afraid that all ideals can be easily completed, right?

“Let me ask you a question first, Nephew between the pillars.”

Jian smiled and walked to the side of the Thousand Hands Pillar and stretched out his hand to touch his head, who would have thought that the ninja god would enjoy his touching head in the future.

“That, between the walls, I always think that we are about the same age, and it is a bit too much to call you uncle.”

An iron-like smile and puzzlement appeared between the pillars.

Madara said that this was his uncle between the walls, but after calling for a while, he found an extremely strange problem between the pillars.

“Madara, why are you so similar to your uncle in the wall?”

“And you two stand together, just like brothers, how can you be uncles? Say it’s a brother, I can still believe it. ”

yes, how do we look so alike?

Madara swallowed his saliva and looked at his uncle between the walls.

Because of the problem of appearance, he listened to his father talk behind his back more than once, saying that his son was not like himself, but like someone else.

This problem has been plaguing Madara and Uchiha Tajima as they age.

Even Madara wondered if he had done something nice to see in the first place.

But the ugliness of the family cannot be publicized, and he is not easy to interfere in fucking things, plus the uncle between the walls is so powerful, his father only drinks all day to vent.

“It’s no problem to call Uncle Wall, when I was young, Uncle Wallroom saved me.”

Madara slowly opened his mouth and said, after so many years, but in Madara’s eyes, Uncle Qijian’s appearance has never changed, and he even looks younger.

If the two are only similar, the handsomeness and convincing domineering on Uncle Qiangjian are something he never has now.

“No, no, no, you come back to me first.”

Jian Yi patted the small face between the pillars.

“For example, your mother and the old king next door and your father, it happened…in this case, will your father understand the old king next door?”

Kenichi asked the same question he asked Jiraiya before coming to Sengoku.

Yes, can you understand the old king next door?

“Or maybe this question is on you, can you understand the old king next door?”

Kenichi is very happy to use this shameful question to hit those who think they can understand each other.

“Father’s words, I don’t know.”

To Jian Yi’s surprise, this guy actually stood in place and began to think, and even considered him as the old king next door.

“But if I had experienced it myself, I would understand the old king next door.”

He nodded heavily with a rather cordial smile!

“If the old king next door can be physically and mentally happy because of this matter, then my efforts are not in vain, I understand his feelings, and I understand the feelings of my future wife!”

“Even if I say this in front of my wife, I understand the old king next door!”

“As long as it’s not forced, it’s understandable.”

“I understand him, he understands me, so naturally he won’t do that again, and he won’t seduce my daughter-in-law.”

“If Uncle Qijian doesn’t believe it, in a few years, my father will arrange for me to arrange for a princess of a family to marry me, and then I will directly explain it to her.”

“I understand her, and I also understand the old king next door!”

Thousand Hand Pillar said solemnly.

What else can I say?

The sword looked up to the sky and sighed, sure enough, the inheritors of Asura are unreasonable for ordinary people!

You understand!

Yes, you understand the old king next door, then do you understand your daughter-in-law?

Jian Yi rubbed his temples, and after a full five minutes, he suddenly remembered something.

“Okay, damn it, your daughter-in-law will belong to me in the future!” Do you understand? ”

“I understand you!”

“Well, if you are good at talking, then it is so decided, if you have the courage, you will say it in front of everyone when you turn back.”

“……”

Poor Mito.

Back on the stone, Kenichi’s expression grew dull, and he couldn’t even figure out how Mito would communicate with the pillars in the future.

This is by no means a normal person!

Of course, in the future, the Thousand Hand Pillar will become the tough steel man, and the symptoms of straight male cancer will be reduced a lot and gradually become normal.

But at this moment, he felt that the story about the old king next door was still not over.

You understand, Lao Tzu can’t understand.

Madara swallowed his saliva and picked up the stone to start daily water drifting cultivation, how obvious is what Uncle between the walls said, you are green, can you endure?

As a man, how can you tolerate such a thing as being green?

Although he didn’t know why Uncle Wallman had a look and longing in his eyes that he couldn’t understand when he said women, at least Madara didn’t think much about women now.

Cultivate well, protect the clan, and protect your only remaining younger brother Uchiha Senna!

That’s his goal.

The day of sand sculpture passed, and the days began to calm down.

It’s just that the peaceful days will eventually be broken, and when the two sand sculptures meet again on this day, the mood seems to be solemn.

The boat of friendship will turn over in this war age.

Obviously feeling the murderous intention hidden on both sides of the Nanhe River, the sword continued to fish tastelessly.

Not surprisingly, today will be the day when the two little rabbits break up.

“Let’s go, get out of here.”

As soon as they met, the two sympathetic Jiyou quickly whispered.

“It’s late!”

Several figures whizzed directly behind them.

In an instant, the Senju Buddha, the Senju Pillar, and the Senjukuma began to confront Uchiha Tajima, Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Senna.

The only difference is the young angler who still maintains his posture.

……

Sixth more.

Pictured by Uzumaki Mito Gourd Girl.