Naruto Frog was afraid of my death, so he stole to write Sharingan overnight

Gaara was completely sure of the identity of the person in front of him.

The two of them just solemnly watched the sand sound in front of them perform hundreds of reincarnations of children's radio gymnastics.

It wasn't until Shayin fell down from exhaustion that Yan Bai let him go.

"Uh-huh -" Shayin appeared panicked, and his voice was mixed with a groan of pain: "Who the hell are you? You suddenly came out to meddle in other people's business!"

Shayin lay on the ground, her whole body trembling, her fingers and the ground squeezed together, her nails pierced her flesh, and the bright red color began to infect the ground.

Yan Bai smiled and said caringly: "Wow, look carefully, you have a lot of injuries on your body, are you okay?"

"Get out! Leave it alone!" Shayin shouted angrily: "You disgusting puppet master."

After struggling on the ground for several minutes, Shayin stood up and was barely able to walk. He staggered towards the exit. When he heard movement behind him, he trembled all over and said quickly: "I won't fight, I want to go back." ”

"That's it?" Gaara complained faintly.

"Ah~ yes, what's the point of continuing to fight? I will definitely die!" Shayin suddenly turned around, with a meaningful smile on his face, "Also, don't you want to explore happiness and satisfaction? The meaning of life? If you really think so..."

As soon as these words came out, Gaara's expression changed, and he looked at Sunane's back in confusion.

But I heard Shayin continue: "Then you should find someone who can lead you to the path of happiness."

"The path to life that leads to happiness?" Gaara repeated this sentence.

Shayin sneered and said: "Yes, generally speaking, this role should be played by the parents. The parents in the original family are the ones who can best teach their children to be happy. Unfortunately, unfortunately, you have lost your child since you were born. We lost our mother, and our father is that person, so you can only find someone else to play that role. Goodbye!"

After saying that, Shayin's figure turned into yellow sand and dissipated along with the night wind.

"What is this child talking about?" Yan Bai glanced at Gaara lazily.

"You bastard... finally found out you're back?" Gaara gritted his teeth and spat at Yan Bai, then angrily put on his hood and left directly towards the entrance.

"Ah~ yes." Yan Bai didn't know why and hurriedly chased after him, "Wait a minute, Gaara, where are you going?"

Gaara didn't look back and responded in a cold tone: "Go home."

Yan Bai blinked and continued to chase after Gaara. He said with a smile: "As for me, I just came back and I didn't have anywhere to stay..."

In fact, when Yan Bai returned to Sand Hidden Village, he would naturally go to Granny Chiyo first and say hello before coming to Sand Hidden Village.

Gaara still didn't look back, there was a resentment in his heart, which made him blurt out venom, "Go home..."

Hearing these words, Yan Bai stopped, looked up at the sky, and said with a melancholy expression: "No, then... I'd better go back to the Land of Rain, my parents are there."

"..." Gaara's footsteps also stopped. He still didn't look back. After holding it in for a while, he said: "You can treat my home as your home. Yashamaru is dead, and the nest he used is left to You, after all, you are the great-grandson of Qiandai’s mother-in-law, and the guards don’t dare to stop you.”

After saying that, Gaara stepped forward again, as if there was a ghost chasing him behind him, moving faster than before.

A successful smile appeared on Yan Bai's face, and he quickly caught up with Gaara's footsteps, while he said nonchalantly: "Do they know what I look like?"

Gaara said irritably: "They don't know what you look like, but they know what your real father, the Red Sand Scorpion, looks like. Even if they can't remember your face when they leave you, when they see you, they realize that You father and son look so similar, so I know your identity."

Yan Bai exclaimed that it was strange and nodded: "What you said makes sense. I can't refute it."

Gaara choked for a moment and then said: "It's just... you and your father have very different personalities..."

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they complained to each other while walking in the chaotic old city.

Looking at the garbage and old bloodstains on the ground, Yan Bai couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a messy road. Who was that kid just now? How did you get into a fight?"

Mentioning this, Gaara complained angrily: "It's all because of the difficult problems you gave me. It's really difficult. It's not easy to succeed the Fifth Kazekage."

Yan Bai asked curiously: "How do you say it?"

"That kid just now said that our fourth-generation Kazekage-sama has many lovers outside, so in addition to Temari and Kankuro, I have eight brothers and sisters." Gaara said with a solemn expression: "I don't know whether he is Not lying, you know, my father’s credibility with me is negative, he lies and assassinates all day long, it’s annoying to death.”

Yan Bai chuckled twice but said nothing.

Gaara continued: "Now one thing is for sure, that old guy started the battle royale plan. Just like when Yashamaru stupidly assassinated me, these kids are going to assassinate me."

"As expected of Lord Kazekage, he must be crazy."

While talking, Yan Bai felt that Gaara was a little shaky, and he quickly reached out to help Gaara.

However, what Yan Bai didn't expect was that when he met Gaara, Gaara reacted extremely violently, screamed and shook him off, and said: "Hey, talk nicely, don't use your hands and feet to flirt. "

Yan Bai refused to listen to him and suddenly stretched out his leg to trip Gaara.

The Guardian Sand has always treated Yan Bai as a transparent existence, and this time was no exception. Then Gaara, who was used to being protected by the Guardian Sand, fell into the trap.

Gaara stumbled and fell to the ground.

Yan Bai, the instigator, quickly pulled the confused Gaara up again, "I felt that you were dying of anger, so I gave you a hand. You know, I know how to deal with injured stray dogs and cats. Show love and you can’t turn a blind eye.”

Gaara didn't push him away this time, he just complained expressionlessly: "I'm not a dog..."

"Yes, yes, you are not a dog, you are Gaara." Yan Bai still smiled: "Hahaha... Long time no see, Gaara."

"Ah...Long time no see, nasty ghost Yanbai!" Gaara still had a sullen face.