The Lost Clan of Naruto

"This, this is fake, right?" Kozakura covered her mouth, as if she couldn't believe the scene just now.

Before Uzumaki Zhishu resisted, he was wrapped in sand.

There was also some cold sweat on Temari's forehead. She, who was originally a strong woman, could not help but look a little weak at the moment. "Gaara, at least teach him a lesson now. Don't forget, we still have a task here."

And Temari also knows that the sand-bound pygmy is the starting method of the sand waterfall funeral, if that trick is really used.Uzumaki Jishu will really die, right?

Of course, she doesn't have to worry about Uzumaki Zhishu, only a little girl can innocently distinguish people based on their handsomeness.

They still have a mission in Konoha.

Compared to a Konoha's Shinnin, the importance of attacking Konoha is beyond doubt.

Temari can only use this reason to dissuade Gaara, but in her heart she is still cursing the kid who did not live or die.

Gaara looked back at Temari, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Temari's gaze quickly shifted away, not only that she estimated that few people could stand the stare at Gaara.

Because looking at his gaze, it was as if a dead person was looking at another dead person.Full of the breath of death, the gloom seems to be able to swallow people.

"No, I just just"

Temari's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally no one could hear what she said.

"Is it impolite to treat girls like this?" Zhishu said, and the ghost stood beside Gaara.

When

Kozakura's eyes widened, and she didn't realize how Zhishu avoided Gaara's sand-bound hazel.

In her eyes, only the yellow sand from the sky flooded the figure.

"It's great, I know that you won't lose to that bastard. After all, it is my biggest enemy on the road to become Naruto" Konohamaru jumped up happily, at least he felt that Uzumaki Tomoki hit me. Gaara's arrogance.

"You really make me more and more excited." Gaara looked at Zhishu, but he still couldn't see the excitement he said in his eyes, or the cold that people couldn't look directly at.

But Zhishu just stared at each other without evasiveness, but his eyes didn't mean tit-for-tat, as if he saw a friend.

"Gaara, don't you think that for such a person who came here with kindness, don't you seem too ruthless to do so?" Zhishu patted Gaara on the shoulder, sighing like Gaara and He has always been a good friend.

Gaara also ignored the hand that Uzumaki Chiki slapped on his shoulder, just saying, "Friends are such a distant vocabulary. Are friends used to kill things?"

Everyone was chilling, what kind of thinking was able to draw such a conclusion.

"What a tsundere child, if I put my arms around your shoulders like this, can I feel the warmth from my friends" Zhishu said, and hugged Gaara's shoulders directly.

The white coat is ordinary, if it weren't for the sword on his back, no one would think of him as a ninja.

Gaara is different, even if he wears the most ordinary clothes, no one will treat him as an ordinary person.

"Friends' warmth, you and I have never known each other, you show this attitude. Are you an assassin or a spy?"

Zhishu couldn't help but smashed his tongue. Gaara is really a persecutory paranoid.

"Assassin spy, with all due respect, do you still care about those things for a man like you?"

Gaara turned his head, "Because of their existence, I can find meaning in the constant killing."

"Oh, that's the case. But I'm here to talk to you as a friend."

"Reason." Gaara's voice seemed mechanical, as if torture.

Zhishu scratched his head, seemingly difficult to answer this question, "There is no reason, if there is any, I think someone who is so indifferent at this age. There must be surprisingly unspeakable hidden. But I think , They also need friends."

Gaara was silent and did not speak, no matter how much he ignored feelings on the surface.

But the actual reason is that he cherishes feelings more than anyone else.

He actually yearned for a friend.

But along the way, everyone regarded him as a monster.

But this day, how could there be such a person.It's so simple to stretch out his hand in front of him.

If it was before that, he might reach out and hold it.

But when Yasha Maru came to assassinate him, he gave up all hope.

The most important person to him would actually come to assassinate him.

All the love that used to be a lie.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart.In the next moment, the riotous sand rushed towards Zhishu Uzumaki again.

Come again

Zhishu's right leg kicked the ground fiercely, and with the help of this powerful recoil, he instantly left the place.

The sand rushed a long way before being regained control, and finally returned to Gaara to form a gourd.

"Temari, Kankuro, let's go." Gaara gave the order.

Temari looked back at Tomoki Uzumaki and said in a panic, "Yes, Gaara."

In this way, a few people walked away step by step in the middle of the twilight.

"Gaara, if one day you are really tired and can't find the direction and meaning. Then you might as well think of your friend named Chiki Uzumaki."

Zhishu's voice no longer seemed to be a teasing among friends, and he lost the sense of baseness.At this moment, his voice made no one doubt the sincerity in it.

But Gaara still left at a regular pace, without any fluctuations due to Zhishu's words.

After the three of them left completely, Kozakura reacted, "Zhishu, do you really want to be friends with that kind of person? That kind of person really has no emotions, and was cultivated as a killing machine since childhood."

Zhishu looked at the branch of the wooden wall and couldn't help but sighed, "Perhaps some people will become indifferent and dark because of the passage of time. But at this age, people who look at the world with such hatred often bear the burden. Our unimaginable experience. I might be teasing some jokes, but he needs friends, but it's true."

Sakura nodded as if understanding, she rarely saw Zhishu look so serious.

Somewhere in the big tree, an ear made of sand disappeared, and the scattered sand fell on Naruto's head.

He couldn't help kicking the big tree, "Ah, what is this, I'm going back to wash my hair again, I blame the big idiot with dark circles next time I must let everyone look at me."

Chapter 116

Temari looked at Gaara, she was very surprised that Gaara would restrain herself.

30 Is it because the task this time is so important that even he can't resist it?