The heavy rain poured down, pouring down, gathering into streams and pouring into the huge pit in the center.

The earth was covered with devastation, with countless pits of all sizes, and deep cracks, as if the most advanced earthquake had occurred.

White smoke rose from all around, raindrops fell, making a hissing sound, and more steam rose, and was pressed down by the rain after a moment.

Two figures crawled out of the huge pit in the center with difficulty, and the armor on their bodies was in chaos, making them extremely embarrassed.

Bang! Bang!

The two who crawled out looked at each other and fell straight forward. The stream water flowed through their bodies under the heavy rain, and the biting chill made them unable to fall into a coma.

They each turned over, and the two looked up at the sky in a lying opposite position. The lightning appeared and the rumbling sound of thunder was endless. In a short while, the two of them had turned into mud.

Uchiha Madara gasped heavily, coughed twice and said with difficulty: "Is it good? I can actually tie with me."

Chiju Hashirama was also exhausted, and his eyes tried hard to lift up, but he could not see Madara's figure. He said with a stubborn voice: "What a draw? I obviously won, okay? I will stand up and show you now."

He said as he turned sideways slightly, his hands trying hard to support the ground, and he wanted to stand up, and his body slowly supported half of it in a trembling state.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and gasped, "See, can I still stand up now." At this moment, there was a loud bang in the sky, and a thunder thunder crossed the sky. The Chiju Hashirama's hand softened and suddenly fell down, stirring up a large area of ​​mud and splashed on Uchiha Madara's body.

"Hahaha..." Uchiha Madara burst out laughing, not caring about the mud on her body.

Chiju Hashirama slowly turned over, sighed in a half annoyance, and laughed loudly, "Hahahahaha..."

The heavy rain was like a black curtain, covering the world. At this time, the patriarchs of the two most powerful tribes in the Warring States Period laughed wildly.

The laughter mixed with cough spreads far and away, and it is innocent like two children, just like more than ten years ago...

After a while, Chiju Hashirama laughed, he gradually stopped laughing, stared at the sky blankly and said quietly for a while: "How many years have you been? Since your childhood break, we have never laughed happily together."

Uchiha Madara also looked at the sky, and the rain brushed across the corner of his eyes, and he couldn't tell any expression on his face, as if he was melancholy, sighing, and helpless, because everything was there.

“It would be great if I could live in the past.”

Uchiha Madara murmured softly, his voice was extremely low, almost inaudible under the heavy rain.

But when Chiju Hashirama heard it, not only heard it, but also heard it very clearly. An excitement flashed on his face and said happily: "Sure enough, Madara, you think so too. You are indeed the same as I thought, and you have never given up on our dreams, right?"

Uchiha Madara was silent, neither admitting nor denying it.

Chiju Hashirama didn't care about this, he said excitedly: "What do you know? I often dream about dreaming about me, you, Gen, and the three of us sat on that high cliff, pointing to the large forest, saying that we wanted to build our own village."

"I will also dream of the scenery in the village. The scenery there is beautiful, the houses and green leaves are in harmony, all the villagers live and work in peace, and the ninjas are determined to protect the villagers and fight together.

There are hungry people with food and cold people with clothes. Children will receive the best education. Everyone does not have to be wary of each other and can report their surnames at any time, without oppression or war.

I also dreamed of the Qianshou tribe members and Uchiha tribe members. Everyone lives in the same village and no longer hates each other. There is Tobirama, Izuna, and...

Finally, at the end of the dream, I also saw the three of us standing on the cliff when we were young, looking at our own village and protecting our village. Such a scene was extremely beautiful."

Ban listened silently, and his hands were clasped tightly. He grabbed a handful of mud in his palm. A drop of water flowed through the corner of his eyes, unable to tell whether it was rain or tears.

"At this point, what's the point of saying this? Izuna is dead, and it's impossible for the village to have it."

Uchiha Madara said hoarsely. Hashirama's words just now shocked his mind. Just thinking about it, he was extremely yearning for that kind of scene. However, Izuna died in the hands of Chihou Tomorama. Even if there were a pair of black hands behind him, it would not be possible to change this fact.

This time, Hashirama Senju was silent. After a moment, he spoke: "I'm sorry for the incident of Izuna, it was my negligence."

Uchiha Madara sneered, "If the apology can solve the problem, then the world will not be like this."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly condensed, and an arm stretched out, a kunai was held in his hand, and quietly stopped in front of him.

The rain fell and flowed along the kunai on his face. Madara said coldly: "What are you going to do? Do you want to continue fighting?"

Hashirama chuckled: "Marama, do you remember what I said back then? Hate can only give birth to hatred. If you want to shake hands and make peace between enemies, you can only open your heart to understand each other. You said at the time that it is impossible to understand each other, unless you can drink soju and worship each other, but I remember that we have worshipped each other, but today we still don't understand each other.

Today, let me cut off the chain of hatred and take it."

Hashirama let go of his hand, Kyuubi fell, and Uchiha Madara subconsciously took it.

"I thought about Izuna a lot about this. I know Izuna's position in your heart, and I also know that it is unrealistic to make you give up this hatred, but I am also my brother. I can't let you kill Tomoma, so I want to use my life to pay for it. I have left a suicide note when I left. As long as I die, it will be announced. It is a ceasefire agreement.

So Ban, I would like to ask you as my childhood friend, and as my brother, and after killing me, we will continue our dreams and build our dream village. I believe in you."

Chiju Hashirama finished speaking in one breath, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Come on, let the hatred break on me."

Uchiha Madara stared at the Khuno in her hand in a daze, but she couldn't hold it tightly.

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Chapter completed!