Traveling with Indra

Chapter 184 The Joy of Being an Elder

After Kurama lost a lot of weight, Ashura followed up to replenish his brother's chakra. Although they had different attributes, Yang escape could restore other people's chakra very quickly.

Two hours later, three purple drops of water appeared on Indra's forehead. He opened his dark eyes and looked at the two faces in front of him. The burning eyes of his brother and Mingluo showed that they had something to say.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a faint smile, and he reached out and patted his brother on the forehead: "It went smoothly, go and bring the children back for dinner. I will tidy it up later and teach you with lower difficulty."

"Oh." Ashura walked away briskly, not looking like someone who had lost a lot of chakra at all.

Tsunade: ...Reduce the difficulty?

Indra stroked the big fox's head, scratched its chin, and patted the fox's head as a reward.

The big orange fox wagged its tail, raised its chin and looked very happy, then walked happily to the kitchen. "Asura, wait for me."

The three Hokage present felt physically uncomfortable every time they saw the tailed beasts looking like dogs. But Miss Mingluo said that the tailed beasts were like mirrors, and they would treat you the same way you treat them.

You are hostile to it, and it is hostile to you.

Considering what the previous Kages did to the Kyuubi, it was understandable that he was hated.

The Yin Nine-Tailed Fox in Minato’s belly: ╭(╯^╰)╮That’s not me!

Minato scratched his head awkwardly and smiled: Yes, yes, yes.

After the fox left, Mingluo stared at Indra. He was already handsome, with dark red makeup on the corners of his eyes, and now there were three purple-blue drops on his forehead, which made him look even more delicate and pleasing to the eye.

"It's so beautiful. I want to draw it."

"I'll draw for you." Indra recently learned that in Mingluo's hometown, the hobbies between couples include drawing eyebrows and applying red dots, and he is enjoying it very much.

"The Kingdom of Wind is right next to us. Let's take pictures of the flying costumes tomorrow. The desert and Dunhuang must be beautiful." Mingluo remembered that she had made a set of clothes but never had the chance to wear them. "Oh, make one for Xuanxuan too. She'll be chubby and look like a New Year's picture doll."

"Okay." Indra imagined the scene and his brows softened.

This was a little wish he had kept hidden for a long time, wanting to have a lovely daughter with Mingluo. Seeing them wearing similar clothes and seeing their bright smiles, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

This goofy couple was so sticky that everyone in the office was full and decided to go eat later.

— Desert of the Kingdom of Winds —

In this quiet night, the wind blows through the sand dunes, making a subtle rustling sound, like the whisper of nature. The temperature drops in the desert at night, bringing a hint of coolness. The sand dunes in the distance appear more beautiful under the moonlight, and their outlines are clearly outlined, like sleeping giants.

Mingluo and Indra both carried their shoes and stepped barefoot on the cool sand. The soft touch was very interesting. They walked in the desert at night, enjoying the desolation and tranquility.

This is a scout for tomorrow's artistic photos, and also an excuse to go on a date. Now if we want to be alone together, we always have to find a reason.

There was a space fluctuation not far ahead. Indra stood in front of Mingluo and looked at the masked man who suddenly appeared and Uchiha Madara with one eye open.

"Is there something wrong?" Indra narrowed his eyes slightly. Black Zetsu actually lured people here. Is he determined to get the Samsara Eye?

Madara was observing Indra. This Uchiha was no ordinary man. Just looking at him made his blood boil. It was as if the chakra in his body was stirring, wanting to compete with him.

"You are indeed very strong." Madara felt the pressure from the other party carefully, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. This feeling was once only possessed by Hashirama.

“……” Indra looked at him quietly, too lazy to say a word.

This Madara has lost too much, causing a hole in his brain, but Mingluo and Neji have never thought of treating him. It can be seen from Itachi that guys who have been ninjas for a long time have more or less divine gold on their bodies.

If I don't suffer a severe setback once, I will still indulge in fantasy and think about eternal peace.

Ming Luo looked left and right, his eyes fell on Madara's chest, his eyes rolling around. The kids wanted to fight Uchiha Madara, could he have some fun?

When the time comes, I'll interview Hashirama and ask him how he feels about having his face tattooed on his best friend's chest.

[Hahahaha!] Ming Luo took out a silk fan and covered the smile on her lips.

Madara didn't mind the other party's silence. Uchiha understood Uchiha. The other party's expression made it clear that if they wanted to fight, then fight; if they wanted to talk, then talk; he would be there for them.

"Which time and space are you from?" When Madara saw the two Two-Tails and felt that there would not be such a capable person among the Uchiha tribes of Konoha, he deduced that it was a time and space ninjutsu.

Indra's whole body doesn't look like a ninja, and the era should be much older, when the Uchiha were still aristocrats. In this case, it makes sense that he was accompanied by a pampered noble woman.

Indra spoke calmly, his eyes falling on the gravel somewhere: "It is an era further away than the Warring States Period. I find it difficult to accept the development of the 'future'."

Black Zetsu trembled: ...

"After all... this place has nothing to do with you." Madara was not clear about his purpose. Why did he stay?

"When children grow up, they will fly freely and overcome any difficulties on their own."

Listening to Indra's words, Mingluo nodded. She didn't care much about the children's decisions, but just came to join in the fun, eat melons, and watch the show. [By the way, I'll add more scenes for you. Don't worry, it's free. ]

Madara felt strangely cold, wondering if he had just been resurrected and hadn't adapted to the temperature yet? He glanced at the sand that was blown up by the wind around him, and stepped on the gravel to further test it. "Even though you knew I was going to perform the Infinite Tsukuyomi?"

Mingluo walked out from behind Indra and began to talk behind the fan: "To us, you are all people from the future. As an elder... you can't just get involved in a fight between one grandson and another, right?"

"..."

"..."

Obito and Black Zetsu were silent. This analogy was so fucking mean.

Madara's brain was blank for a moment, as if he was connecting to an NPC, and there was a waiting icon on his forehead. After he understood what it meant, his face turned dark, and he clenched his fists and was about to fan.

But who is Mingluo? With Indra by her side, she has always been fearless. So, she continued to speak while waving her fan, and the curve of her mouth became more and more vicious. "You have a father and a mother, it is not our turn to teach you. Young people always have to bump their heads and bleed before they know they are wrong.

Ban: Who are you implying?

"Why are you angry?" Mingluo held Indra's arm, moved the fan to her chest and blinked in surprise. "We came from hundreds of years ago during the Warring States Period, and we are much older than you. As elders, we don't want to dictate your life. After all... we didn't participate in your past, and we can't control your future. Right?"

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Indra had no objection. They didn't know this Madara.

Ban showed an expression as if he had eaten a fly, like a big cat that has been resisting the two-legged beast. If the other party takes another step forward, it will definitely be treated with bared teeth and waving claws.

Obito: Pfft! Hahahaha!

Black Zetsu: Ahem~ I’m not laughing.