Traveling with Indra

Chapter 121: Konoha Trip ④

Black Zetsu also knew that Indra had sensed his presence, so he quickly asked White Zetsu to escape underground. He didn't dare to provoke the adult Indra. He must have left the Ninja Clan to appear here, and he would definitely be attacked without warning.

"Who is that Uchiha?"

"Maybe it's just a fish that slipped through the net. Uchiha has a long history, so it's not surprising that there are a few out there." Black Zetsu said his 'guess' calmly and fooled White Zetsu easily.

"That's true. Should we tell Madara?" White Zetsu thought that the news was very important and he should report it.

"With Obito's personality, he will want to challenge him." Black Zetsu was very distressed. Uchiha Itachi's disappearance would alarm Obito, and this news would definitely not be concealed.

"Itachi is no longer able to do so. Wouldn't it be great if he could get another helper?" White Zetsu asked curiously. Why was he so distressed?

Hei Jue: "..."

Recruited helpers?

He's more like a butcher!

Obito is definitely no match for Indra, who is a master of forbidden techniques. Using some forbidden techniques and Yin-Yang escape, he can allow Obito to reincarnate dozens of times.

"What if Obito can't defeat him?"

"Huh?" Bai Zetsu was stunned for a moment, but did not doubt Xiao Hei's judgment. After all, Xiao Hei was the consciousness of Lord Madara, and his judgment of strength must be correct.

"You go tell Obito to attach himself to him and be ready to rescue him at any time." Black Zetsu will not show up. He doesn't want to expose himself more in front of Indra.

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The two checked into a cozy hot spring hotel. The lights were soft and warm, and the person who greeted them looked humble and pleasing to the eye. They walked into the room, which was filled with a faint fragrance. The spacious bed was covered with soft bedding, and there was a comfortable sofa by the window, which made people want to relax.

Ming Luo saw a private hot spring pool in the corner of the room. The water was clear and steaming. She happily ran over to scoop up the water and found that it was fresh water drawn from above.

“It’s living water.”

Indra's cheeks flushed slightly. She looked like she wanted to have sex right away, which made him feel a little overwhelmed. "I'll go out first."

"You go squat on the roof." Mingluo didn't care. Indra would always take the initiative to avoid suspicion.

Indra really squatted on the roof. He took out a box from his storage bracelet and traced the carvings on it. He was in a dilemma. Even though he had rehearsed many times, the actual operation was a completely different feeling.

[When will the right opportunity come? ]

It was unknown how much time had passed before Indra heard Mingluo calling, "Indra, I'm fine."

He jumped down and looked at Mingluo's wet hair. He went over to dry and straighten it skillfully. The seafood feast over there was emitting steam.

The two of them finished their set meal in a loving manner. Although they were still not full, they ate a few more carb cakes that they brought with them. After the dishes were taken away, Mingluo asked him what he thought.

"Do you want to soak?"

"Ah."

Ming Luo's skirt fluttered as she turned around, with a playful smile in her eyes: "Do you need me to squat on the roof?"

"No need." Indra held her little face in his hands, bent down and kissed her eyes. He wanted to say: Don't look at me like that.

Indra let her go and walked towards the hot spring. He took off his coat and hung it up. When he turned around, he saw Mingluo's burning eyes. He couldn't help but blush. "Mingluo!"

"Is it not possible to look at my own boyfriend's...?" Ming Luo turned her head away. She was just looking at the upper body, was there any need to be so shy?

Indra stood behind the screen, took off his clothes, and sighed in the small pond. The hot air made his cheeks red. The hot spring water soaked his skin, and he closed his eyes and took a nap.

Mingluo hesitated for a moment, then poured a glass of juice and handed it over. She saw Indra leaning against the rock, enjoying the comfort of the hot spring. His skin was slightly red under the steam, exuding a healthy luster. His lips were very sexy, and his wet bangs stuck to his forehead, adding a bit of charming messy beauty.

Her fair skin was moist, her strong chest was slightly rising and falling, and tiny ripples appeared all over her body, which made people imagine a lot.

【Ahhh! It’s really beautiful! 】

Indra opened his eyes and saw Mingluo handing him a glass of juice, but those bright eyes and excited expression showed that this idiot did it on purpose.

Indra turned away in anger and said coldly, "Does it look good?"

"^_^ Looks good!" Ming Luo would not be scared. After dating for so long, she had never seen a complete chest.

"You are responsible for it." Don't deny your debt when the time comes!

"Yeah." Mingluo nodded very obediently. When did she ever shirk her responsibility?

Indra's eyebrows jumped, not knowing whether she was joking or serious, anyway, he decided to scare her first. He stood up from the pool abruptly, regardless of his wet body, pulled her into his arms, and bit her lips that always loved to play with him.

"Woo~" Ming Luo widened her eyes. She knew that Indra must be wearing pants, but it was a bit exciting to hug him suddenly.

Indra's hands hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to merge Mingluo into his body. Their tongues intertwined, exploring every corner of each other, fiercely as if they wanted to eat each other.

Mingluo vaguely understood, and reached out to hug his wet back, gently soothing his emotions. She had always thought that Indra was an old-fashioned person, and even after kissing and hugging, he always adhered to the bottom line.

"Did I...bully you?"

Indra panted to calm his breath, staring at her with his Sharingan unblinking, and a low and sexy sound came out of his throat. "Are you still going to take responsibility?"

Ming Luo bit her red lips, her cheeks flushed. Her eyes drifted to the side, and she felt that her clothes on her chest were wet, which made it even more ambiguous. She spoke softly, her tone soft and sweet: "Actually... it's not impossible."

These words were like a thunderbolt, which made Indra's mind agitated and he couldn't help but breathe deeply. He couldn't be fooled by such temptation. He had to get the title no matter what, otherwise she would deny it in the future.

Hold on!

Hold on!

Indra held her little hand, looked into her eyes, and said firmly: "Then... Mingluo, let's... get married."

"Huh?" Ming Luo raised her eyes dully. Were they talking about this 'responsibility' just now?

Indra held a wooden box in his hand, and when he opened it, there was a ring inside. The blue-purple large-carat main stone was crystal clear, exuding a strange luster, and the naturally curled petal-shaped design around it made it even more dazzling.

"I want to marry you and spend the rest of my life with you." Indra held the ring and looked at her sincerely and expectantly. He was nervous and flustered, but he had to express his feelings bravely.

Ming Luo's heartbeat was frantic and violent, joy was spreading in her chest, she nodded gently in endless tenderness, the corners of her mouth lifted involuntarily. "Okay."

Indra's face was filled with a happy smile, and his eyes were shining like stars in the endless darkness. The coldness of the past faded away, and he was as bright as the warm sun in spring. "You promised!"

"Yeah." Ming Luo smiled just as brightly, looking down at him as he pushed the ring onto his ring finger. She stroked the ring, raised her hand to take a look, and kissed the gem. "Indra, you won't have a chance to regret this."

"I don't regret it." He proposed to me, so why should I regret it?

Ming Luo stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek, whispering in his ear: "But when you proposed to me... you were not wearing any clothes!"

“…” Indra’s expression froze, and his face cracked visibly.

Not wearing any clothes.

Not wearing any clothes.

Not wearing...