"So, do you know him?" Shui Bing'er kept the big sister's smile on his face and asked the little boy in a gentle voice as he devoured the food.
The child looked behind him with lingering fear. He glanced at Madara, who had his eyes closed and was concentrating. He shook his head with lack of confidence. He looked extremely cute.
"Kid, don't be afraid! And, eat slowly!" Shui Yue'er looked at the boy who looked like a little hamster, and felt so cute that his heart melted.
"Tell sister, what's your name?" Xue Wu subconsciously stretched out his finger and poked the little boy's bulging cheek, which was bulging with food, and his tone became a little gentler without realizing it.
Xue Wu suddenly felt goosebumps on her back and tilted her back slightly, a pair of blood-red eyes with a fierce light staring at her.
Xue Wu silently retracted his hand, and then the terrifying trembling feeling gradually disappeared.
"I don't have a name! Not since I was born!" The little boy stopped chewing, lowered his head and said in despair.
"Then let's give him a name! Call him Little Hamster, cutie?" Shui Yue'er said whimsically, although he was extremely happy.
"He has a name, his name is..." Madara interrupted her unceremoniously and opened her mouth to say it, but seemed to think of something again and fell into deep thought.
Hashirama? It seems that he is not qualified yet!
"Senju!" Madara was silent for a while, and slowly uttered two words under the expectant eyes of many girls.
"Pfft! Hahahahaha!" Shui Yue'er took the lead and couldn't help laughing. He kept beating the table and almost burst into tears.
However, under Madara's malicious gaze, Shui Yue'er obediently shut his mouth.
"His Martial Soul is made of wood, why not call her Mumu!" Shui Bing'er, as the eldest sister of the crowd, said suggestively after stopping Shui Yue'er's nonsense.
"This is pretty good!" Others thought it was more reasonable and after some discussion, they said that this name completely surpassed Madara's proposed name Senju.
"Little guy, your name will be Mumu from now on!" Shui Yue'er smiled and touched the little head of the boy now named Mumu and said.
"This child must be mine!" Madara held the table with both hands and glanced at the others casually, with a hint of threat in his tone.
Is this a custody battle?
Shui Yue'er and others rolled their eyes inwardly, but still did not dare to show it.
After all, whoever has the bigger fist makes sense these days!
By the way, is this little guy the illegitimate son of this cold-faced man? Shui Yue'er thought with malice.
"I'm going to accept this little guy as my disciple!" After a pause, Madara showed a narrow smile, but this made Shui Yue'er and the others feel like they had seen a ghost.
I thought about the Hashirama in my previous life who had always suppressed me at Shinobi World, and then looked at the little kid in front of me who was less than my waist...
It seems that the operating space is a bit large!
Madara felt that it would be better to be stricter with this little thing that he had just recognized and seemed to be reluctant to admit, so as not to develop Hashirama's silly and annoying character.
Madara thought for a moment that he needed to continue to go deeper into Star Dou Great Forest, as the further back he went, the more dangerous it would be, so he could only leave Mumu to them. "You have finished hunting Soul Ring. Just take him back to the original town and wait for me!"
"No problem!" Shui Yue'er assured him, patting his chest. In fact, who knew what he was thinking in his heart.
After saying goodbye to Shui Bing'er and the others, Madara continued to run towards the depths of the forest alone.
"What kind of Spirit Beast should I choose?" Madara wondered in his heart.
But while Madara was running through the jungle, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
"Roar!!" Spirit Beast roared as he approached Madara's direction crazily.
"You are so blind?" Madara was quite surprised, thinking that this Spirit Beast simply took the wrong medicine.
You must know that Madara now makes no secret of his ferocious and malicious aura. An ordinary Spirit Beast will definitely avoid it after seeing it. It is rare to see such a stubborn person dare to take the initiative to come up to him.
It turned out to be a gray wolf-shaped Spirit Beast, with blood-red eyes full of madness, far less ferocious and cunning than wolves. When he saw Madara, he immediately pounced on Madara regardless.
With a mere thousand-year-old Spirit Beast, it is simply a fantasy to kill Madara.
"Death!" Madara shook the sickle slightly to shake off the blood drops, and carried it behind his back again as if he had done a trivial thing worth mentioning.
"Ouch!" Before Madara could finish cleaning up the corpse, howls came one after another, and pairs of blood-red eyes were densely packed, which looked very scary in the darkness of the jungle.
Madara forcefully chopped off the head of the last Spirit Beast. This one, which was covered with bruises and only half of its body was still struggling tenaciously to kill Madara, had Spirit Beast with scarlet eyes unwilling to take his last breath.
Something seems wrong here!
Since Madara entered this area, he has killed dozens of crazy Spirit Beasts in succession. All the Spirit Beasts pounced on Madara desperately when they saw him for the first time. They had no caution at all, and some of them just had craziness in their blood-red eyes.
Something is affecting them!
Madara felt that there was no way to continue like this, so he closed his eyes, gradually calmed his mind, and then entered Sage Mode, which he had practiced for a long time.
The spot perception under Sage Mode was improved almost geometrically, and soon something was wrong again.
In Madara's perception, Zheng Yuanyuan in a cave just a few miles ahead of him was constantly releasing red fluctuations. The eyes of all Spirit Beast who came close were soon stained with scarlet, turning into the kind of Ferocious Beast that had lost its mind.
That obscure blood wave, even though Madara was far away, he still felt its influence.
Madara silently took off the scythe and War Fan from behind, adjusted his condition, and then cautiously leaned over.
The closer he got to the cave, the more he felt like this. Madara felt the sudden killing intent in his heart, the desire that seemed to destroy everything.
Madara naturally did not dare to be careless, Sage Mode always kept his true intentions and tried his best to calm his inner restlessness.
Madara looked at the cave where flashes of blood flashed from time to time, and walked in without hesitation.
As soon as he entered, Madara felt as if he had stepped on something under his feet. When he lowered his head and looked down, he found that it was a human skeleton.
Through the flashing blood light from time to time, Madara was able to clearly see the situation in the cave. Countless bones were spread on the ground, so densely packed that the ground could not even be seen.
"What a dangerous place!" Madara's heart became even more solemn, knowing that this place was even a dangerous place.
"What is it hiding?" Madara thought and licked the corners of his inexplicably dry mouth, suppressed the aroused murderous intention, and walked along the road towards the depths of the cave.