Naruto, Uzumaki Menma, just wants to conquer the world

The chakra ball appeared in his hand again, but this time the flame was a little different from the previous one. It was black and exuded a more terrifying atmosphere than the previous chakra ball.

He rushed towards the Two-Tail, and the Two-Tail sensed the danger and retreated, but Menma did not give it a chance.

He approached quickly and the chakra ball in his hand hit the Two-Tails accurately.

This attack was more violent than any previous one.

The second tail was completely swallowed by the black light. After a few seconds, its body rolled in the air and then fell heavily to the ground.

Uzumaki Menma slowly walked towards the Two-Tail. At this moment, the Two-Tail was lying on the ground, its whole body wrapped in blue flames. That was its last struggle.

Uzumaki Menma stopped, his eyes gleaming with determination.

He knew that the critical moment of the battle had arrived.

There's a high probability that there will be more unsatisfied tailed beast girls, right?

He took a deep breath helplessly and placed his hand on the Second Tail's body. The scorching flames almost burned his hands, but he remained calm.

Suddenly, Niwei's body began to tremble, as if in great pain.

For Erwei, this was a difficult process, and time seemed to become slow and long.

Eventually, the Two-Tail's body gradually became calm, the blue flames gradually dissipated, and its body gradually shrank.

The two-tailed Nekomata, that huge being, once made countless creatures tremble under her flames.

However, at this moment, she gradually shrank, as if she was trying her best to resist some invisible force. Her body became petite and weak, like a young girl who had just grown up.

Her two tails were originally as big as mountains, but now they have shrunk into a small blue tail, and the fluff on it is as soft as silk.

When her body shrank to a certain size, she finally stopped.

Now, she is no longer a huge demon cat, but a petite, unconscious blue-haired girl.

The blue hair was dreamy and fluttered gently in the wind.

The expression on his face was peaceful and gentle, as if he was having a sweet dream.

This petite girl is so cute and charming no matter from which angle you look at her.

She exudes a fresh scent, making people feel extremely comfortable and peaceful.

Although she is now unconscious, her presence itself is enough to make people feel at ease and relaxed.

At this moment, she is no longer a majestic two-tailed cat-shaped beast, but an ordinary girl who needs protection and care.

Although she is petite, her heart is full of determination and courage to resist. In the days to come, she will continue to show her "strength" and "indomitable spirit" in her own way.

143 The body becomes smaller and then marries Madara

The ancient and mysterious Uchiha has a forbidden place forgotten by everyone. This forbidden place is hidden in this world, full of traces of time and family secrets.

One day, Uchiha Madara finally found the location leading to the forbidden area in the Uchiha scroll.

She was so powerful that she destroyed these mechanisms easily. Listening to the sound of the gears turning, it seemed as if she was telling an ancient story.

When she finally stepped into the forbidden area, a mysterious and desolate atmosphere hit her in the face.

In this forbidden land, Madara discovered an ancient scroll containing the secrets of summoning.

She gently opened the scroll, which was covered with various strange symbols and spells.

Madara knew that this would be the force that would reverse the status quo.

After practicing day and night, Madara finally mastered the use of this "summoning technique".

Meanwhile, Menma Uzumaki is currently planning his next move.

Everything has fallen into place...

Only one step left to conquer the world...

However, he is not in a good mood now because of this incident: his tailed beast fighting power has been completely destroyed.

Yesterday, he was still resting in the sea of ​​lust of the Tailed Beast Girl's feast of female bodies. Today, his body was shrunk into a shota's appearance, and he was summoned and asked, "Are you my Servant?"

When Menma Uzumaki opened his eyes again, he saw this strange yet familiar environment: the courtyard of the Uchiha residence.

It has been ten years, and there has been no migration due to war. Are they worthy of being Uchiha?

But now is not the time to lament about this.

He saw the woman in front of him...

This is a beautiful woman who gives off a strong impression of being calm, decisive, and possessing great strength and wisdom.

Yes, it was Uchiha Madara.

He is calm, quick-thinking, decisive in decision-making, able to make correct judgments and actions quickly in complex situations, and good at using strategies and tactics to deal with various situations.

But these are not the point.

Because Uzumaki Menma realized that all his contracts with the tailed beasts were lost, his power had declined a lot.

What does this amount to?

You finally reached the maximum level, saved the data, and got all the equipment, but in the end the level dropped, the data was corrupted, and the equipment was lost?

"I am your ghost!"

"Oh, so it's really you?" Madara was puzzled at first, then he showed the expected confident smile and said: "Huh, it's really like that."

Madara flexed his wrist, deliberately revealing the spell on the back of his hand, and said, "So, what kind of order should I give you next?"

The body shrinks and the strength weakens...

The current Uzumaki Menma naturally couldn't be so arrogant, he immediately said: "If you say it is, then it is, I won't refute it, you are my master."

Next, Uzumaki Menma's performance did not disappoint Madara: he personally observed the terrain, supervised the fortifications, instructed how to arrange the defenses, analyzed the enemy's weaknesses, and predicted the enemy's next actions.

Just at the beginning, Uzumaki Menma asked Madara: "Do you want them to die or live?"

Ban knew that this was a kind of confidence.

He hasn't changed after all these years, and he never thought he would lose.

His eyes are firm and clear, and when he is directing on the sand table, the corners of his mouth always have a confident smile, as if announcing his presence to the world.

But it is this excess self-confidence that attracts Madara.

Madara had mixed feelings towards this guy.

In her heart, he was like a kind star in the night sky, shining with a unique light.

Whenever she thought of him, that complex emotion surged like a torrent, crashing into her heart.

She loved him because he had left a deep mark in her life.

His wisdom, courage...

Unhurried elegance, high-spirited spirit...

He was like a lighthouse guiding her forward, helping her find her way in the dark sea.

Without him, there would be no Uchiha Madara today.

However, she also hated him.

Because of him, she once lost her closest sister.

His appearance was like an insurmountable gap between her and her sister.

They used to talk about everything and were very close, but his presence made their relationship tense and delicate.

His sudden disappearance caused the relationship between the two sisters to break down, leading to the current Uchiha civil war.

This mixture of love and hate put her in a contradictory state: she wanted to get close to him, but also wanted to stay away from him.

He's my tool now, isn't he?

He is my slave only, there is no need to have any feelings for him.

Madara is so conflicted now, he wants to escape from his own heart.

The strength that was revealed on the surface was as fragile as paper in front of him. Madara knew very well that his wisdom was not enough to solve the current bad situation, but he could.

This complex emotion made her feel exhausted and she felt that she could not get rid of his shadow.

In front of him, she felt like a kite floating in the sky. Not even Zhu Ji had ever made her feel so insignificant.

Madara looked at the latest battle report and murmured, "If they continue like this, Izuna will lose soon."

"Before that, I have more important things to do."

Under the moonlight, Uchiha Madara stood in front of the boy, and Menma analyzed the fighting ability of the Senju Pillar Princess to her.

"What Senju Hashirahime possesses is not simply a bloodline limit, but a wood escape technique filled with "divine power"."

"The nature of that Wood Release is like the material of the Uchiha fan that can bounce back all attacks. Even attacks at the level of the Tailed Beast Ball can be easily defended."

However, Menma's long speech only earned him a warning from Madara, who asked, "Why do you know so much?"

The fan was a ninja tool in the forbidden area. She had just obtained it recently and had not yet revealed it to others.

Facing Madara's question, Menma replied without thinking: "I don't know everything, I only know what I know..."

At this time, three magatama patterns appeared in Madara's eyes.

"I repeat, what do you know?"

Menma spread his hands and said indifferently: "I don't know anything, it's you who knows!"

"I know?" Madara asked doubtfully.

Menma shrugged.

"Wouldn't it be clear if you just take a look at this kind of thing? If you know, you'll know."

"I just want to say that those who understand will understand. I won't say much about those who don't understand. Just think about it carefully. Don't ask me what's going on. There are too many interests involved. It won't benefit you or me to explain. Just pretend you don't know."

"For the rest, I can only say that the waters here are very deep and there are many things involved."

"It's hard for you to find the details. Most of the ninja world has deleted them, so I said those who understand will understand."

"In fact, I understand what you understand, too. It's because we all understand. If you don't understand, there's no need to pretend to understand. After all, there are many things involved that are incomprehensible."

"There's no need to talk about this kind of thing with people who understand it. People who don't understand it will ask questions and even if you tell them, they may not understand it."

"Even if he understands, it won't be good for him. After all, knowing too much is not a good thing! So it's best not to try to understand if you don't understand. Knowing too much is not good."

It seemed that the air became increasingly solemn.

Menma knew that this nonsense was just a provocation that added fuel to the fire, but he was not afraid at all.

Her eyes were firm and resolute, as if no force could stop her from realizing her wish...

The aura on his body is like a sharp blade, revealing a strong will that cannot be ignored...

Before the young man could speak, she took the initiative and said, "Listen carefully, I am not begging you, but informing you: I have decided to marry you, so you should prepare yourself."

Her words were like sand and gravel in a strong wind, striking the boy's eardrums directly and violently.

Menma was speechless and could only stare at her with wide eyes, as if he was caught off guard by the sudden impact.

Madara didn't care about his reaction and continued, "This is my decision, you can't change it. I don't mind using the spell here."

Her tone was domineering and resolute, as if she was declaring her sovereignty to the entire ninja world.

Menma spoke up, "I understand your decision, but I need time to think about it."

Madara frowned, clearly not happy with his answer.

But she did not continue to press, but said in an unquestionable tone: "I will give you time, but don't make me wait too long."

However, this method of delaying time did not change the ending of "Marrying Madara".

Among prominent families, weddings are usually serious and solemn ceremonies, full of complicated etiquette and rules.

Especially for famous ninja families like the Uchiha clan, when the man marries the woman, the wedding ceremony is more complicated.

The wedding was chosen to be held in the spring when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, at the Uchiha family's residence.

In the courtyard, pink cherry blossom petals fluttered in the wind.

Menma was wearing a traditional black kimono, standing in the courtyard, holding a folding fan, with only a look of disheartened indifference in his eyes.

Ah, I'm used to it.