On the way to escape.

Mizuki and Sally travel together.

The so-called companionship is that Mizuki holds Sally's thin waist with one hand, holds her sideways to his side, and swings his arms violently like a row and oars with the other, and spends fast forward—completely oblivious to the little girl's stunned expression and frightened tears.

Turning to the right instead of retreating in the direction of the weapon they thrown, the Shinobi had to move to the right like Mizuki if they wanted to pursue Mizuki - which was clearly contrary to the direction they had originally planned to rescue the fourth generation of Kazekage Rasa.

"Captain, do you want to keep chasing?" A well-looking young man, Shinobi, asked a rugged man covered in bandages.

"What are you chasing? As long as that 'Mizuki' doesn't stand in our way, what do we care about him? "The rugged man with obvious injuries is none other than Sagami Shinobu Maki.

"Quick! Keep moving! Markey hurriedly shouted, "It's impossible for the four generations of Kazekage-sama to send a rescue signal for no reason!" ”

"Understood!" The shouts of more than 30 sand ninjas were uniform and quite imposing.

During the actions of the sand ninjas, Markey has been running ahead.

Strange—Markey's eyes glanced over the young man Sven who had just asked him.

Maki swooped in a standard ninja march step with his hands in his back.

Suddenly, the perceptive Sand Hidden Shinobi asked the young man beside him, "Looking at your dress, you are also Lord Rasha's secretary?" ”

"Huh?" The young Shinobi was slightly stunned, and immediately replied, "Yes, Lord Marki, the fourth generation of Lord Kazekage originally had five secretaries, and I only recently joined the secretary's office, mainly responsible for the reception of electronic signals related to Lord Kazekage, and this rescue operation was also because I received a signal from Lord Kazekage." ”

"Hmm." After listening to this, Markey asked again, "So, is there a young man wearing glasses among the personnel on duty in the secretary's office today?" ”

"Nope." The young man shook his head firmly and said, "Lord Luo Sha is very strict with our secretary, but anyone who is a little short-sighted, no matter how much ability he has, will not be able to enter the secretary's room. ”

Markey frowned.

So, who is that person?

He even blatantly entered Shayin Village? Or easily enter the core power organs?

Could it be ......

Markey shuddered involuntarily as he thought about it.

Gotta find Raksha-sama quickly!

"Speed up!" Markey roared.

"Understood!" The sand ninjas shouted again in response.

A group of anxious ninjas scurried through the desert as the huge sand curtain was lifted and lifted into the air.

When the sand and gravel flew, not far away, two ordinary stones suddenly changed into two strange people.

The two strange guys stood next to each other, looking out at the distant sand ninjas.

"Say ......" Among the two, a handsome young man with long smooth and shiny golden hair and a ponytail smiled and grinned, a little like a middle two, and said to a strange person beside him, "You can't do it in Shayin Village...... After the third war, the only talent that can be used is that Markey. Look, this guy was blown up and injured when he captured Tangyin Village, and now that Luo Sha has an accident, he is the one who leads the team. It's pathetic—"

The weirdo next to him was silent. His stout, even puffy body bowed his head low, his whole body was shrouded in a black robe printed with red cloud shading, only half of his face was exposed, and the whole person looked like a big steamed bun, and his movements seemed to be somewhat inevitably sluggish - like a puppet.

"Hey, why don't you talk?" The young man with long blond hair asked hurriedly, his temper seemed a little irritable.

The puppet-like weirdo didn't move, just ignoring the young man.

The young man in the same costume scratched his hair in distress, and then thought of something, and said loudly: "That's right, that's right, I was wrong just now, you Shayin Village seems to have two old immortals who stay in the village oasis every day to fish, they have some strength, even the old man of my family said that those two guys are not simple......

"You know that—" The strange man finally spoke, apparently a rhetorical question, but his dull tone did not reveal the slightest emotion, as if he had done a special treatment, and only heard a hoarse voice biting a metallic relentless outpouring out.

The blonde young man held his head high, and said arrogantly: "Of course, Uncle Ben has been trained by the 'successor' of the old man for two days since he was a child, not only to assess his combat ability, but also to learn world history, human geography, and political strategy. Hahaha-"

"Idiot......" the puppet-like weirdo whispered.

But the blonde young man's ears were extremely keen, and he immediately heard the strange man's scolding, and he immediately spat out his heart like a machine gun like a hairy cat: "Uncle Scorpion, don't be embarrassed, if it weren't for our common artistic pursuit, I wouldn't have helped you do private work!" It's too much for you to go behind Payne's back to help Orochimaru, although betraying Payne is also betrayal, anyway, we are originally treacherous, but if Payne knows that you are still dealing with Orochimaru, who has broken away from the organization, then something will happen-"

"You threaten me?" The scorpion manipulated Scarlet Amber and said lightly.

"Huh? Threat? Yay! The famous Uncle Deidara! Do you need to threaten others? Deidara laughed, his brain circuitry was also very peculiar, and he always had some inexplicable excitement for something inexplicable, as if it was an inferior bomb that could be ignited at any time.

The scorpion has always felt that this little guy Deidara is not a psychopath......

"That's right." Ignoring Deidara's rudeness, Scorpion suddenly made it clear, "You and I have never shared any artistic pursuits—only things that never decay are true art." ”

"What-" Deidara cried out through gritted teeth, "you're wrong! Art does not lie in the length of existence at all, it is the most beautiful fireworks in the world, the power is infinite and fleeting, only those who really understand art will understand its greatness! And then capture the beautiful moment! That's right, art is an explosion! Explode! ”

The scorpion chuckled, with a hint of sneer, and said, "Explosion? Yes, after the explosion, there is only residue left. ”

Deidara continued to grit her teeth, shouting almost in a roar, "You stubborn old thing! What's so good about what will last forever! Like this day, although it is endless, no one can reach it! A land like this, though vast and immense, is to be trodden on! No one cares about this kind of thing that can be seen at any time! Only the explosion, which destroys matter, and uses matter as energy, blooms incomparably brilliant fireworks, as long as you see it once, you will never forget it! ”

"Idiot......" The scorpion turned around and left.

Deidara huffed as she watched the sluggish scorpion's departing back, and then looked around at the endless sand.

His eyelids jumped.

"Hey, Uncle Scorpion! Don't go so fast! I didn't have a compass! Wait for me! I'll help you blow up an oasis in the future! Don't leave me—"

Deidara relieved her suspicions, and followed with cheerful steps.