Chapter 141 Madara Uchiha in bed, the changing Zhang Zhiwei

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More than half a year has passed.

Black Zetsu didn't wait for Kakashi.

He was lying in bed without love.

Suffocating, he felt very suffocated now.

The seal tied to his body has not been strengthened, but a new caretaker has been replaced.

"Senior, tell me again, what else do you need to do to chase girls?"

Uchiha Obito held the notebook with excitement on his face, and his Sharingan was opened just to not miss every subtle movement of Black Zetsu's lips.

"I think you need to change some clothes first." Hei Jue said weakly.

"Change? Why do you need to change?" Obito tugged at his green tights, and then said confidently:

"I think my clothes are very nice and very masculine."

He also made a superhuman muscle-flexing pose and showed off his eight shiny white teeth.

Then ask a der!

Black Zetsu closed his eyes in pain.

Obito asked him if the magic weapon of love is not a day or two.

At first, he thought he could use this as a breakthrough to lure Obito to help him break the seal.

Later, he discovered that he was wrong.

Obito wasn't asking for his opinion at all, but for his approval.

Change some clothes, such as a more handsome imperial robe or something - no, I think tights look good.

Give girls more useless things, such as flowers or more beautiful flowers - no, those are useless, Lin likes practical things.

Invite girls out more often for dates and food - Lin is not such a superficial woman.

Black Zetsu was already in despair.

He has seen life for thousands of years, how can he not understand how to truly please a girl?

Madara, look at the one you found who understands love.

He knows beep beep beep! !

"Senior, let me change the question. How can I become more handsome? Do I need to dye these goggles?"

Black Zetsu looked at Obito with blank eyes.

As long as the Sharingan has potential, there is no one in the Uchiha clan who is not handsome.

If there wasn't still a glimmer of hope, he would have spoken sweetly to Obito:

Why are you always thinking about your beeping goggles?

If you had changed into something more serious, you would have successfully held hands long ago, right?

"Senior, tell me, if my chest muscles were bigger, would it be..."

"senior……"

Black Zetsu felt Obito's voice enter his brain first, turning it into a mess.

This ball of paste fell into his stomach again, making him want to vomit.

After finally suppressing the feeling of nausea, these things were blocked in the anus and intestines again, causing constipation and liver pain.

Horse riding! !

Where's that bastard Orochimaru?

Can you come and experiment on me?

Do you work seriously every day?

Don’t forget your original dream when you become Hokage! !

"Squeak."

The door opened, and Nohara Lin, wearing a doctor's white coat, pushed a hospital bed and walked in.

"Sister Angel, take me away quickly!" Hei Jue saw light and hope at this moment!

Lin:?

The cooperation of the experimental subjects and monsters recently made her feel like she was facing volunteers.

Orochimaru-sensei's psychological suggestion method of escorting really worked.

Moreover, Obito, you have grown up and your mind has finally become more active.

Lin looked at Obito with a pleased expression.

At this moment, Obito seemed to see light and hope.

Senior Hei Jue is just a bastard. There is a reason why he has been single for so many years.

Lin's attitude towards me has changed a lot recently. It was indeed the right thing not to listen to my seniors.

I, per se, have absolutely no problems.

"I'm not here to take you away." Lin shook her head and then pushed the hospital bed next to Hei Jue.

"The teacher said that you might need an acquaintance to ease your mood, so he asked me to add a patient to you in the ward."

Black Jue:?

Lin slowly pulled back the sheets covering the hospital bed, and Hei Jue's eyes slowly turned from shock to dull.

Uchiha Madara! ?

[Uchiha Madara’s cells: cells of a god-like ninja, there are risks in absorbing them. Redemption requirement: 100,000 points. 】

Orochimaru's exchange list naturally included such a powerful item.

Madara Uchiha still looked as old as before. He took a breath, slowly turned his head to look at Black Zetsu, and said with a smile:

"Long time no see, Black Zetsu."

"You never imagined what I went through, after I took a break."

"I'll share it with you. It's so interesting."

You mean it, you bastard!

I was sectioned and studied here, and Obito was tortured. This is how you repay me! ?

ah! ?

Black Jue was breathing heavily, and his eyes were red, contrary to the normal color of plants.

"Do you think I was defeated by Orochimaru?"

Uchiha Madara smiled. He felt that he had guessed Black Zetsu's thoughts correctly, and continued:

"Oh, he doesn't have that ability yet."

"I came here voluntarily."

Black Jue:......

"Madara, is it possible that Orochimaru will attack you secretly? You and him are enemies."

Hei Jue spoke with difficulty, still holding on to a glimmer of hope.

"He is not this kind of person. You don't understand, this is telepathy between strong people."

Uchiha Madara smiled softly, his eyes filled with sympathy.

"I'm going to rest first. It will take some time for the potion to take full effect."

"When I wake up, I will go to the moon again."

Black Zetsu had a look of bewilderment on his face, looking at Uchiha Madara's peacefully sleeping face, his body was twisting violently.

Mother! !

It's so hard for me!

Hei Jue's gaze seemed to reach through the dome of the laboratory to the moon, and he asked silently:

Now, what should I do to save you?

Nohara Lin looked at the syringe of Black Zetsu cells with satisfaction.

What the teacher said is indeed true.

Appropriate stimulation can allow the cells of this strange life form to show more variability.

It would be great if another patient like this handsome old man with long hair appeared...

"Obito, keep an eye on him, I'm going to do an experiment."

"Yeah, no problem, Lin, I promise to complete the mission!!"

Obito was high-spirited and full of strength.

After Lin left, Obito said to Black Zetsu with a proud look on his face:

"Senior, come to your senses and help me analyze why Lin smiled at me just now?"

"Go to hell, you bastard!"

The collapse of an adult only took a moment, and Hei Zetsu suddenly broke through his defenses.

"Aha!" Obito smiled as expected, "Senior, have you, an old bachelor like you, finally revealed your deeply hidden and pitiful jealousy?"

"I'm telling you, you have to listen to me about my love experience..."

"ah!!!!"



The world under one person.

Russell, who no longer needs to eat, drink or sleep, lives a three-point, one-line life.

At night, he refines spiritual energy on the mountain top. In the morning, he teaches everyone in the Tang Sect the Five Elements Pill Refining Technique at the martial arts training ground. In the afternoon, he works in the Tang Sect Heavy Industry to forge iron.

From time to time, Tang Sect disciples would go out after completing their studies, but in these troubled times, even if Russell took the lead in upgrading equipment, some Tang Sect disciples would die or be disabled.

Fortunately, the Tang Sect's technology for reattaching amputated limbs has matured, and disabled people work as security guards or cleaners in various departments, continuing to shine for the Tang Sect.

After learning Wuhou Qimen, Russell has slowly integrated ninjutsu into his techniques.

He also learned some knowledge about Qimen Dunjia from Zhuge and his wife, and the realm of harmony between man and nature seemed within reach.

Another morning, Zhang Zhiwei came to Tangmen.

Russell almost didn't recognize it at first glance.

Zhang Zhiwei was wearing an ordinary Taoist robe and his hair was in an ordinary bun. He looked ordinary from top to bottom.

Not as outstanding as before.

It's like he's become a different person.

"Senior brother, have you made another breakthrough?" Russell looked at him in the sky. Although the star belonging to Zhang Zhiwei was like a bright moon.

But it flickers in and out, like a dream, and is completely unpredictable.

"A slight breakthrough, so to speak." Zhang Zhiwei smiled, and then said: "My mouth is a little dry, junior brother, do you have any wine here?"

"Chirp."

Hu Qian slipped over from nowhere, and as soon as the word "wine" came out of Zhang Zhiwei's mouth, a new wine gourd was handed over.

(End of chapter)