The wedding time has arrived before I knew it.

A day in advance, Xuan had already gone to the village with many people.

The village now has only one prototype. Except for the hall at the center, some buildings have been sparsely erected in other places.

In this case, it is naturally impossible to accommodate too many people, so the Uchiha tribe members brought a lot of logistics needs, which did not seem to be going to hold a wedding, but instead went to war.

When they really waited, they realized that their behavior seemed to be redundant.

Senju Hashimara had already arrived first, and under his wooden escape, countless wooden houses rose from the ground, moving towards the surroundings with great layers.

Roughly estimated, these wooden houses can accommodate at least a few thousand people.

Everyone is ninja and doesn’t pay much attention to it on weekdays, not to mention that the wooden houses built by Hashirama are comfortable and livable. As long as they are slightly decorated, they will be a good place to live.

Uchiha's tribe members quickly settled down and began to decorate the hall where the wedding was. However, when they went over, they found that Chishou had already prepared everything, and the hall was arranged in a very festive manner. They just waited for the wedding to be held tomorrow.

Chiang and Hashima sat opposite each other, and they stood a small table on the cliff of their childhood. The fire was misty next to them, and a small pot of tea was being lightly cooked by the fire, emitting a strong tea aroma.

Tomorrow is the wedding time. The two shouldn’t have been so leisurely. There are a lot of things that require preparation for both of them. The cumbersome etiquette requires proficiency, and guests from all sides need to be placed. They should be very busy.

But Xuan was not a person who likes to be busy, not to mention that he would get married tomorrow. In his words, I will be a happy day tomorrow. I will not let you calm down today, and I will let you live.

So, Genzuo gave all the reception things to his deputy, ran to the mountain to hide in vain, and even pulled the busy Shinju Hashirama.

The mountain wind in May is the most pleasant, and there is an indescribable ease when blowing on the human body. Geng has two cups of tea for himself and Hashirama.

Taking a sip, his eyes closed slightly, savoring the fragrance between his lips and teeth.

"Good tea. Hashirama still has it? Pack two or three pounds for me." Qian exclaimed.

The eyes of Chishou Hashirama twitched slightly. These teas were all the stocks of their Chishou clan in previous years. They were truly the best good tea. On weekdays, even he couldn't bear to drink them, but he was robbed by Qiang when he looked for him. His heart was so painful.

Hashimara picked up the teacup and drank it all, turned his head to look at the village under the cliff. In this field of vision, the prototype of the village was in his eyes.

Whenever this happens, Hashima's mood will improve instantly.

"I thought it was just a simple dream, but I didn't expect it to be realized one day." Chiju Hashirama sighed and looked at the village being built below with emotion.

Gen drank tea very calmly and understood the current relationship between Chiju Hashirama. It was a mixed feeling of accomplishment that ended the war and the sense of mission of the village building.

For Shimara Senju, this upcoming village is as friendly as his children. Anyone who lives in the village is his family.

"By the way, why didn't Madara be seen? Shouldn't he come here at this time?" Chiju Hashirama said in confusion.

Xuan Qing glanced at him and said, "There are some things in the clan that Madara needs to be left to deal with, so don't worry, he will come before today."

Looking at the busy tribe members in the village, the two sat on the cliff and chatted.

"By the way, how much do you know about Uzumaki Mizure? I heard that she is Uzumaki's new princess after Mito." As he was chatting, Xuan suddenly thought of this and asked casually.

Hashimara's smile suddenly stalemates on her face, and she changed into a thoughtful look, and hesitated: "This...this is that."

Xuan's eyes were half empty, "You must have never met her yet."

Hashirama grabbed his head and smiled awkwardly, "Don't care about this kind of thing."

Xuan shook his head helplessly and sighed, knowing that this is the case. For this person who only cares about the village, it is impossible for him to have too much energy to pay attention to his wife. However, this is Hashimama's private affairs, so Xuan doesn't have much to say.

"Sure enough, Hashimara's true love is Madara, marriage, or something, just because it's necessary." He silently complained in his heart, and Gui continued to talk about other topics.

While the two were talking, a large number of figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the village in the distance, and it seemed that they were coming from the south.

Xuan looked up and saw clearly that in his eyes, the leader was Nara Shefeng.

He came, and the Akidao clan leader naturally arrived in the other mountains. In addition, there were the Inuzuka clan leader and other peak ninjas of the southern tribes.

Among them, Sarutobi, Shimura, and Yumura suffered heavy losses in the battle before the New Year. Although the clan leader came, his strength was only at the peak of the Uenin level, and he had almost fallen out of the ranks of the big clan.

They all came all the way to congratulate after receiving the invitation.

Geng discovered that they were not long after Hashirama noticed, and he stood up and whispered: "It's the various tribes in the south that have arrived. Well, I'm going to see you in person."

"Gen, are you going together?" Hashima turned around and asked.

Xuan shook his head, "No interest."

Hashima didn't force it, and jumped down from the cliff, landed on the trunk of an ancient tree, and turned into a black shadow and leaped towards the distance.

Xuan shook the tea in his hand, looked down at the tea rippling in the cup, and sighed softly, "Poor ethnic groups in the south, I hope you are mentally prepared."

He had clearly sensed the joy of Chiju Hashirama just now. Of course, this joy was not because the southern races came to congratulate him, but simply because of the arrival of the southern races.

Geng could almost predict that Hashimama's mouth escape would be ready after meeting. For the sake of the village construction, he probably wouldn't let these people go back to the south.

Gong drank tea alone and closed the stall back. In the evening, Uchiha Madara arrived on time, without saying a word all night, and arrived in the blink of an eye the next day.

As the dawn of the next day broke through the sky, the entire valley suddenly became lively. Countless Uchiha and Qianju people walked to the empty space in festive clothes, smiling on their faces, and headed towards the central hall together.

There today, the head of the Senju and the deputy head of Uchiha will hold a wedding at the same time.

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Chapter completed!