Xiao Jiu smiled and looked at Madara who came over with a black face, and sat there lazily with a relaxed body, the whole person was defenseless, and he didn't care what Madara was doing.

Natural, spontaneous, she is like this, and of course, more importantly, she thinks she has the power to end everything.

Madara walked to the wooden table and stood silently, looking down at Xiao Jiu with blood-red eyes. His complexion was extremely calm, his eyes were deep, and there was no joy or anger on his face.

In this position, the delicate curves wrapped in Xiao Jiu's flaming red dress, the delicate and beautiful face, the swan-like snow-white jade neck, and the delicate and charming collarbone can be seen clearly.

He could even smell the faint fragrance emanating from Xiao Jiu's body, which was light but incomparably tempting, and the flame could ignite the buried desires in people's hearts.

But he didn't move, he just stood there, exuding a cold and evil aura from his body.

There was a chill in the air.

It's not the general physiological cold, it is the cold that penetrates from the pores of people, penetrates deep into the soul, and freezes through the bone marrow. Wakamada was an ordinary ninja in front of him, and I was afraid that this chill alone could make him shiver.

The chill dissipated naturally as it approached Xiao Jiu, offset by a sunny warmth.

Xiao Jiu raised his head, his burgundy eyes and the pair of bewitching scarlet three-hook jade.

The eyes are the windows to the soul, and Madara and Xiaojiu see different things in their respective eyes.

Scarlet and demonic writing wheel eyes, cold! Evil! Unknown! Shock the soul and disturb the spirit. Just by looking at these eyes, you can feel a surge of darkness that seems to swallow everything.

And Xiao Jiu has no impurities, crystal clear eyes like rubies, like a newborn baby's strong curiosity about the world, behind the curiosity, is the confidence brought by strong strength, calm. In the deepest part is the vicissitudes of indifference that have gone through a long period of time and witnessed countless reincarnations turning a blind eye to everything.

Xiao Jiu had no accident, Madara's writing wheel eye originated from the Ten Tails. This guy from the Ten Tails was originally a sacred tree, rooted in the world and absorbing the most fundamental power of the planet, which is something like a parasite. How can we expect something of this nature to have the qualities of truth, goodness, and beauty?

Similarly, Madara is not surprised, Xiao Jiu himself is a nine-tailed, and after more than a thousand years, he has rarely come into contact with the human world. It's not strange that curiosity and vicissitudes appear in her at the same time. If Xiao Jiu behaved like a blank little cute girl at this time, then he would be really strange.

Madara didn't say a word, and Xiao Jiu didn't speak immediately.

The atmosphere in the air became heavy in the silent gaze of the two, as if they couldn't stand this silence, Xiao Jiu finally raised his hand and shook it towards Ban across a table, "Aren't you tired standing like this?" ”

"Humph!" Madara snorted, and then sat down cross-legged opposite Xiao Jiu.

"This guy... Why is it so weird? Looking at Madara, Xiao Jiu couldn't help muttering in his heart. Actually, it's not to blame Madara, to be honest, this is the first time Madara has encountered this situation.

The first time someone broke into the house, the first time I was attacked by someone who broke into the house, the first time I was laughed at by the guy who broke into the house... Unconsciously, Xiao Jiu won several firsts.

Madara looked at a lone teacup on the table and didn't say anything more, just reached out and pulled a scroll out of his arms.

The scroll unfolded, and the paper was densely covered with countless tadpole-shaped ink-colored runes, and in the center, there was a large seal.

Madara made a stamp, slapping it towards the scroll.

"Bump!" A thin cloud of ninja smoke burst out, and two cups full of tea were faintly visible in the smoke.

The smoke dissipated, but a faint fragrance of tea spread.

"Tea?" Madara put away the scroll and looked at Xiao Jiu.

"Hmm." Xiao Jiu looked at the spots, did not hesitate, and nodded. "As far as entertaining guests goes, this guy isn't bad."

The small mouth opened and took a small sip. When he drank it, Xiao Jiu felt as if he had forgotten something important...

But she soon remembered!

In the next second, Xiao Jiu's face stiffened, and then, as if she was enduring something unacceptable, she couldn't help but snort.

The burgundy eyes were tightly closed, the face became pale, the brows were furrowed, and the look of pain appeared on the pretty face.

The hand holding the cup hung in the air, trembling involuntarily.

"What the hell... Can't eat steamed buns, and don't let tea drink? ”

She only felt an indescribable feeling of being more disgusting than eating dark food, more than ten times sick, and transmitted to her soul at an extremely fast speed.

This moment is the most intuitive time for her to create a body to experience human sensations.

Madara Uchiha looked at Xiao Jiu, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes that had turned black.

What's going on?

It seems that after drinking her own tea, she became like this.

This tea is poisonous? But how can I be okay?

His brows furrowed slightly, and the intricate patterns in his blood-red eyes appeared.

At the moment of the Eternal Kaleidoscope Writing Wheel, the incomparably huge chakra in Xiao Jiu's body was functioning normally, and there was no error.

What the hell is going on?

Subconsciously wanted to call the medical ninja, but he stopped his movements, looking at the pain, inexplicably showing a few traces of poignant Xiao Jiu.

"She's a tailed beast, not a human. Medical ninja stuff does not apply. Madara pondered calmly.

After a pause, Madara got up and stretched out his arm to grab Xiao Jiu's round shoulder, he wanted to use his chakra to sense the other party's physical condition.

His eyes were deep, with a rare hint of concern in his eyes, and there was not the slightest lustful desire in his eyes.

At this moment, a white jade hand waved in front of him.

After a pause, there was a slight hint of warmth and anger in the eternal kaleidoscope, except for Tsuruma and Izuna, he hadn't cared so much about others for a long time.

"Don't mess around." Madara said in a deep voice, saying that he was about to put his hand on her shoulder when he crossed Xiao Jiu, tough, and there was no room for refusal, just like his style

This time, though, he hesitated when he met the gentle but determined golden eyes.

He snorted, and despite his displeasure, he stopped moving.

"Thanks, I'm fine, it looks like I don't have a good fit for your food." Pale golden chakra flames erupted from the girl's body.

All discomfort quickly receded in this warm gold.

I don't know if it's the effect of the golden nine-tailed chakra, or if it's the kind of feeling that time will dissipate automatically, all in all, Xiao Jiu is relieved.

He smiled embarrassedly, the golden chakra coat on his body was completely due to the instinctive action of seeing Madara reach over, and it had nothing to do with the feeling just now.

Probably because of the soul of the earth, she is very averse to having physical contact with men.

"It's fine if you're okay." Madara sat down again, picked up the tea with the faint fragrance of tea, and drank it down, saying.

……

After being ravaged by food again, Xiao Jiu's interest dropped to freezing point again, and after a few casual chats with Madara, he hurriedly said goodbye and returned to his home.

It was like being drained of blood, and the remnant sun of blood sprinkled the last trace of blood-red brilliance.

The pale white was slowly replaced, the sky slowly became gray, and the sky dome had opened a dark curtain, and the dense stars could be faintly seen on the curtain, dotted with dots, like the innocent big eyes of a child, blinking and blinking.

In front of the window, Xiao Jiu was lying in the void behind him, his long golden and reddish hair drooping behind him under the effect of gravity.

His hands were clasped around his chest, and his slender fingers were pointing at his equally slender arms.

She's been here for half a day, and she's been lying here since she came back from Madara Uchiha's house, and her posture hasn't changed.

It's hard to bear that I'm flawed, and I haven't felt anything when I eat buns, but having a cup of tea at Madara Uchiha's house, this ugliness is simply too big.

It is also an intolerable and even fatal flaw, and it can be annoying if it is deliberately targeted.

Perception is compressed to the limit, like the most delicate scanner, scanning itself little by little.

Not only the meridians, organs, muscles, and bones of the body, but also the deeper layers of her chakra.

Time passed little by little, the sky slowly turned dark, there was no moon today, only some stars that were bright and uncertain.

From the beginning, you can still see a little figure, and it slowly develops into a deep darkness where you can't see your fingers.

Just when the sky was completely dark, the corners of Xiao Jiu's mouth hooked as if nothing, with a hint of a smile, and said with relief: "Finally, I found you." ”