"Smack!" Wind Demon Kotaro's face was gloomy, and the seat under him was smashed by his punch, and he said at the moment: "Rope Taka, how is Zero Tail." ”

"Patriarch." Old Man Rope said respectfully, "Zerotail's state has gradually calmed down, but it is still a little unstable, and I am afraid that it will not be able to be used for a while." ”

Wind Demon Kotaro's fist clenched violently, and then released it again, and he glanced at Ye Wuyue with an unkind expression, and a flash of resentment flashed. After all, he sighed and said, "Okay, let's do it today, retreat first, and wait until you return to the clan to think about it in the long run." ”

The Wind Demon Qingguang on the side flashed a little unwillingness in his face, but he also understood that the Wind Demon clan at this moment had lost its initial advantage. Not only did Zero Tail have an accident, but the ninjas in the clan suffered a lot of damage.

Under such circumstances, it is no longer possible to deal with the Senju clan, which was known as the strongest in the Warring States Period. What's more, the medical ninjutsu of the Thousand Hands Clan is extremely famous, and if it drags on, the situation is very likely to be reversed.

And the source of all this is just one person!

Wind Demon Qingguang stared at Ye Wuyue hatefully, and various emotions flashed in his eyes, such as resentment, chagrin, jealousy, and unwillingness.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Night Wuyue, this battle, the Wind Demon Clan would definitely be victorious. I'm afraid that at this moment, they should be standing in the stronghold of the Thousand Hands and counting their spoils.

"Damn!"

Even though the wind demon Kotaro father and son are unwilling, the general trend has been decided, and after all, they are slowly retreating in the blending of all emotions.

The army of the Wind Demon Clan, like a tide, slowly retreated.

"The Wind Demon Clan, withdrawing?" A thousand-handed man was incredulous, and two lines of hot tears rolled down unconsciously.

All the people of the Thousand Hands clan here set foot on this battlefield with the mood of death and lifelessness. It can be said that they had no intention of being alive today at all, and they were completely standing on this land with the mood of coexisting and dying with the Thousand Hands Clan.

"We ...... Won. ”

A woman with a thousand hands wept with joy, prostrate herself into her husband's arms, and wept bitterly. At this moment, she is not a heroic warrior fighting on the battlefield, just a little woman. More and more people of the Thousand Hands Clan burst into tears, and the joy of surviving after the catastrophe welled up in their hearts, and many of them cried with joy.

Since the beginning of this war, the Thousand Hands Clan has been suppressed by the Wind Demon Clan one after another, and four of the five strongholds have been uprooted. Before the final battle at the base camp began, no one would have expected to win.

During the Warring States period, it was extremely difficult for ninjas who lost their family protection to survive. Anyway, it is death both horizontally and vertically, and many people of the Thousand Hands Clan are completely in the mood of dying on the land of their families, and they are standing here.

This is also the embodiment of the cruelty of the Warring States Period, when the two clans fight, one clan must be killed and wounded, completely crushed to the ground, and completely wiped out.

The thousand-armed Buddha looked up at the sky, and for some reason, after looking at the blue sky for more than 40 years, he felt that the clouds at this time were exceptionally blue.

"We ...... Won. The Thousand-Armed Buddha muttered, struggled to get up, walked to the side of the night moonless, and said, "How ...... Thanks a lot. ”

Ye Wuyue was cleaning up the mess with the pillars, and when he saw the Thousand Hands Buddha coming, he smiled and said, "Don't thank me." But there is a sentence I want to remind you, these are troubled times, and it is not easy to live until now, so it is better to cherish life more. ”

"Not anymore." The Thousand-Handed Buddha shook his head, after the battle just now, he also understood a lot, and he would no longer have the idea of seeking death and taking his own life.

"In addition, I believe that you, the patriarch of the Thousand Hands Clan, must have some thoughts in your heart." Ye Wuyue spoke, "The Wind Demon Clan will definitely come again, now they are only temporarily retreating, this time it was their tailed beast that had an accident that caused them to have to retreat." When they go back and get their hands in order and attack again, how will the Thousand-Handed Clan deal with it? ”

Ye Wuyue hugged his fists and said: "Ming people don't say dark words, I have a way here, which can ensure that the next time the Wind Demon Clan attacks, it will be able to repel it." ”

The Thousand-Handed Buddha was silent and didn't speak, and only sighed for a long time and said, "Let's do this first, I'm a little tired, clean up the battlefield, let's rest first." ”

After speaking, the Thousand-Armed Buddha turned his head and walked towards the clan stronghold step by step. Zhuma looked at his father's back at this time, and a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart, as if his father was much older at this time.

When the night is moonless and smiling, when the wise man communicates, many things can be understood by the other party without naming them. Bow your head now and help them clean up the battlefield between the pillars.

Although the war is over, the follow-up work must also be carried out in a timely manner. A large number of fallen corpses should be cremated and buried in time, and if it is delayed for too long, there will be a possibility of an outbreak of plague.

The disposal of the body took place for two days. I don't know how many families, after experiencing this war, have been separated forever, and the original happiness has been trampled to pieces.

Not only the Thousand Hands Clan, but also the Wind Demon Clan, a large number of ninjas have fallen.

In the original world of the night and the moon, the war has long since subsided. Since the Fourth Ninja World War, it has been a long-term conquest, and it has completely drawn a stronghold. Everything that was experienced in this Warring States period was an extremely shocking experience for Ye Wuyue.

"Is there really a winner in a war that allows so many innocent people to suffer because of the ambition of a single leader?"

Ye Wuyue looked at a woman who was losing her voice in pain in front of her husband's corpse and muttered to herself.

Madara also looked at this scene, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and said: "Actually, it's good to be able to recover the body, so I can set up a tomb, and I can think about it every year." Many ninjas, when fighting, were completely crushed, and their bones were completely gone. Family members can only use their clothes before their death to erect a mound of clothes. ”

Pillar Ma bowed his head, the cyan smile of Banma and the immature face of Wama flashed in front of him, and his fists clenched unconsciously.

"This wrong era, I must put an end to it!"

Ye Wuyue smiled: "For now, let's think about how to deal with the old horseman of the Wind Demon Kotaro." ”

Pillar said hatefully: "That guy of Wind Demon Kotaro, because of his personal ambition, provoked this war, he should be cut with a thousand cuts!" ”

Madara sneered and didn't speak, but a hint of murder flashed in his eyes.

"Hey, big brother, my father invites you to the clan conference room to participate in the discussion of the next battle."

Dressed in a blue robe, his handsome face under the white hair was like a knife and an axe, he walked straight over and said to the pillar.

Hearing this, Zhu Ma replied, "I know, you go back and tell your father to go right away." ”

"Father told you to go over immediately, and there are ......" Thousand Hands hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Father also ordered, these two people around you should also go together." ”

"Let's go together?"

It's okay that the night is not moonless, he is not from this world, and there is no psychological pressure. But Madara's complexion changed slightly, although he was able to come to help the Thousand Hands Clan because of his brotherhood with the pillars and the night moonless. But after all, he is a member of the Uchiha clan, and it always feels a little strange to go to the battle meeting of the Thousand Hands clan.

"Okay, since the patriarch of the Thousand Hands Clan has been so warmly invited, let's go and have a look." Ye Wuyue greeted Madara towards the pillar, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although Pillar and Madara had some doubts in their hearts, they were forcibly dragged away by Ye Wuyue and went to the conference room of the Thousand Hands Clan.

Now that it is a time of war, the meeting room of the Thousand Hands Clan is naturally not a particularly formal place. It's just a makeshift hut built with Mu Dun, processed with chakra to prevent sound leakage.

As soon as they entered the wooden circular hut, several eyes converged on the body of Ye Wuyue and a few people. It's okay that there is no moon in the night, but it is spotted, and being watched by so many people, the body is a little uncomfortable.

In the conference room, there were only a few gray-haired people standing. Most of them are middle-aged people who are similar to the Thousand Hands Buddha and have strong blood and energy. As soon as the young men entered the room, they were a little out of place in the atmosphere.

"Hey, Pillars, this isn't a place to play, what are you guys doing here?" On the west side of the room, a middle-aged man with a large body and a dark face said.

This man is the elder of the pillars, and when he asked a question, the pillars hurriedly replied: "That, Uncle Baboon, my father asked me to come." ”

"What the patriarch means." Hearing this, the thousand-armed baboon didn't speak anymore, but just looked at the three of Ye Wuyue carefully, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

"Hey, just a couple of hairy lads, shouting what they're doing. I think you have been the patriarch of the Buddha for a long time, and you are old and confused. A middle-aged man with a slightly thin body said.

The face of the Thousand Hands Buddha turned cold, and his eyes swept slightly over the man who spoke, the man's name was Thousand Hands Shinma, and he was the only son of a rather important person in the clan. I have always been dissatisfied with him becoming the patriarch, but I didn't expect that at the critical juncture of the survival of the Thousand Hands Clan, he would be so disrespectful.

The Thousand-Handed Buddha waved his hand and said, "Okay, the three of them in the pillar room were invited by me, and they are at the same table with everyone present at this moment, and their status is equal." ”

As soon as the words of the Thousand-Handed Buddha came out, there was a sudden boiling below, and the Thousand Hands Shenjian shouted even higher: "What do you mean by the Thousand Hands Buddha, is it better to humiliate me than a child?" ”

Thousand-armed Shenjian called the full name of the thousand-armed Buddha, without the slightest respect for the patriarch, and his words were extremely vicious and vicious, humiliating everyone present who was not as good as a child.

"Smack!"

Before the Thousand Hands Buddha could speak, a crisp sound was extremely clear, and there were five extremely clear red marks on the face of the Thousand Hands Shen in an instant, and his face was blue and red, and he was swollen with a big one.

Ye Wuyue withdrew her palm and said lightly towards the Thousand-Handed Buddha: "Since the patriarch asked me to come with Madara, I believe you have already figured it out and accepted the proposal I gave you that day, right?" ”