There is only a dark yellow color that is endless. This is the largest desert in the country of Wind, the famous place of death, and the desert where the Sand Hidden Village is located.

At noon, the scorching sun shone brightly in the headspace, dazzling and dazzling, making people dare not look up. The world is filled with scorching neon air. Suddenly, it feels like a dream.

The temperature of the air is almost fifty degrees. This is the only place in the world that cannot even rain, and it is the extreme of this world.

The endless yellow sand land. Perhaps only one or two piles of skeletons can prove the traces of life that have existed before.

In this vast sea of ​​sand, there are three figures who are slowly moving forward.

The black red cloud windbreaker tightly wrapped around their bodies, and the hat covered their faces, which easily reminded others of words such as mystery, loneliness, desolation, coldness, and even death.

It seemed that the stride that would never change at all had a unique rhythm; he walked slowly in a certain direction, and behind him, a long and long string of footprints that were gradually disappearing seemed to spread to the distant horizon.

"Longyi, we are here!" The Scorpion of the Red Sands stood at the ancient village standing in the desert in the distance.

...

"Uh... the head hurts so much!" Yurao said, covering his head and gritting his teeth. Such pain forced him, who was working in the study, to stop the pen in his hand...

"So that's it. It turns out that Lord Scorpion is back. It's time to welcome him!" Yuliang immediately put down the work at hand and prepared to welcome his boss.

It's hard to have Yuri, the super spy, Gaara, who can't die.

Three men in black stood in front of the majestic city gate, looking at the city gate made of stones of two square meters, almost nearly twenty meters high. "So spectacular!" Inner Ryuichi could not help but admire the ability of human beings. Such a majestic building is comparable to the Naruto Rock in Konoha Village.

A faint smile flashed across the face of the Red Sand Scorpion, which was hidden under the hat: "Yes, it's very spectacular. I was very impressed before, but I haven't come back for a long time. I really miss you, hum."

Looking up at the narrow passage nearly a hundred meters behind the city gate, the smile on the red sand scorpion's mouth became colder, because he saw Yura, who had arrived. "Wait for me, wait for the gift I gave me, dear Lord Fengying!"

Under Yura's leadership, the three of them easily sneaked into the Sand Village, and Yura told Gaara all about Gaara's living habits, and even Gaara's activities such as meetings in the past few days were fully revealed.

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Sand Kingdom, Ninja Headquarters, Wind Shadow Office.

Gaara ended the day's hard work, leaned on the back of the chair tiredly, and sighed a long time ago. He could already understand his father, the fourth generation of Fengying. This position is really tiring. Not only do he have to do his best to the development of the village, but also fight against the elders. He has only been a Fengying for more than a year and cannot compete with these deep-rooted borers. Many times he is a stamped machine.

It’s a pity that he is the fifth generation of Fengying. Even if there are so many grievances, he cannot show them to the villagers. For the sake of the stability of the village, he has to compromise with these old grandparents.

Infected by Naruto Uzumaki, he is no longer so cold, and he tries to start to be close to the people. The elders naturally don’t want to see a Fengying loved by the villagers, so they can only share their interests. They sent people to walk in the village and rumor to crack down on Gaara’s prestige.

"... Want to get someone loved by everyone? Hum, it seems that hoping to get the understanding of others is indeed a disgusting feeling. Rather than making people understand you, it is better to make people afraid of you!" Someone laughed evilly in the dark, "Let this feeling of hope to get the understanding of others bring you to hell, Master Fengying of the Five Dynasties!"

...

A waiter knocked on the door, and after getting permission, he pushed the door in and served hot tea.

Gaara took the tea and smiled softly at him, which was his way of expressing his gratitude.

The waiter still held the tray flat, bowed to return the gift, pulled it to the door, and retreated to the shadow outside the door.

After a day of work, drinking a cup of hot tea gradually became Gaara's habit. This habit was once the habit of his father. The reason for this was to commemorate his father, and his butt decided his head. When Gaara sat in this Fengying's seat, he realized how sad his father was.

"The waiter who came today seemed to be too silent. Maybe there was something troublesome, so I had to find some time to find him to find out." Gaara thought in his heart, and the tea in the cup had slowly entered his throat.

"Do you think that as Fengying, no one will come to murder you? You will never be wary or vigilant? As a ninja, you are really too failed!" A proud smile flashed in the cold eyes in the darkness.

"Crack" the sound of the cup falling and shattering. Gaara's hands trembled, and she stood up, and a big drop of cold sweat oozed out of her forehead. "I'm poisoned!" Gaara understood in an instant, and at the same time she realized that the current Fengying office must be full of dangers.

This is the masterpiece of the Red Sand Scorpion! The Red Sand Scorpion carefully analyzed Gaara's activities over the past few days and chose this moment. There will definitely be no one to disturb Fengying at this moment, and even if there is one, Yuliang can block it.

"Is it an assassin? Or a traitor? Did the waiter just now do it? No wonder it feels a little strange."

Gaara wanted to use chakra to resist toxins and prevent the toxin from attacking upwards along his hands, but found that the poison was unusually powerful, almost like a cunning poisonous snake, looking for the gap between the chakra defense. What made Gaara even more desperate was that he couldn't speak, and no matter how his mouth opened, he couldn't speak.

If this is useful, the third generation of Fengying would not have died in the hands of the Red Sand Scorpion! Is the toxins on the scorpion's tail so easy to solve!

This is a poison unique to the Red Sand Scorpion. It is a neurotoxin. The neurotoxin is toxic or destructive to nerve tissues. It can cause myelination of the surrounding nerves and fatty changes in the brain, spinal cord and other tissues. This toxin has taken effect.

"So amazing. If you can use such poison, the enemy is not a simple character. What should I do?" This is the first time Gaara felt the danger of life staying on the edge of a cliff.

The door was pushed open silently. Someone walked in. In the dim sunset, Gaara saw that it was the waiter who brought the tea just now.

This time he finally raised his head; his face was blank and expressionless. It was hard to see anything from this face.

"Is it your poison?" Gaara said in his lips. He knew that people with such poison would definitely understand lips.

The person in the dark nodded slightly as an answer to Fengying's question. (The following Gaara's words are all lip words)

"Why? Why do you do this?"

In the darkness, he smiled proudly, although the laughter was dry as if it was the sound of the interaction and friction between two hard objects.

"Mr. Five Generations, do you need to ask why what I have done?"

This voice is obviously no longer owned by my former servant, Gaara is so unfamiliar with this voice.

The Red Sand Scorpion took off the waiter's robe and took off the sand mask with oil painted on his face.

Gaara's eyes contracted violently at that moment, and obviously he had recognized the person in front of him.

The person in front of him was the genius puppet master Chi Sand Scorpion who was once proud of the country. However, in front of him, he was the teenager who was only a teenager when he left more than ten years ago.

Everything in the world has relative balance and fairness. If you want to get, you must pay equally. Then, the contribution of the Red Sand Scorpion must be huge and terrible.

The Red Sand Scorpion smiled slightly: "Are you surprised? For my body, it is a clear proof of immortality."

Gaara's whole body began to tremble slightly, and Shadow's robe was completely wet with sweat. "I was surprised that not only did the third generation of Fengying become human puppets, but you also made yourself into human puppets. You really don't need any reason for anything you do; everyone who is familiar with you is probably used to it, but I really didn't expect that you would come back, a genius puppet master, Scorpion."

The Scorpion of Red Sand smiled again, this time with a more sincere smile: "Thank you for your praise, although a long time ago, I was no longer a ninja in the Hidden Village of Sand. Because, for my talents and ambitions, even the vast country of Wind, are no longer suitable containers."
Chapter completed!