Naruto: My Own Wind

Seeing Kazama coming out, Sagiri secretly breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to reach out to greet Kazama, but she didn't know how to start.

Seeing Sagiri raising her hand, as stupid as a primary school student raising her hand to answer a question, Fengjian chuckled, "I say, why are you raising your hand? I'm not a teacher."

Upon hearing this, Sagiri quickly put her hand down. Just as she was about to speak, she saw that Kazama had no intention of stopping. He walked past her and continued walking the way he came.

Really ungraceful and not gentlemanly at all.

Sagiri's thoughts made her grit her teeth.

"Hey, why are you standing there like an idiot? Why don't you go back quickly?"

You say you are stupid and foolish!

This made Sagiri feel a little excited.

There was silence behind him. Fengjian turned around and saw Sagiri's little face was puffed up like a puffer fish, which was a little cute.

It's just that her movements are not cute. Although she pursed her lips, you can still feel her gritting her teeth; and those cold eyes have now turned hot, and Fengjian can clearly feel her anger.

However, Fengjian was a little confused. Could this girl be really sick? She got angry for no reason?

Snapped!

Fengjian slapped his forehead. He wanted to understand why Sagiri was like this. The sadness of her father's death had not yet passed, and Chi Xian was seriously injured and unconscious. She didn't know what to do.

After all, he is still a child, so it is understandable that his psychological endurance is limited.

However, too much fire is not good, as it can easily harm your body.

Fengjian suddenly thought of a way that might make her less angry.

Then, Kazama walked towards Sagiri.

Seeing Kazama coming back, Sagiri was a little at a loss and just stared at him.

Just when Sagiri thought that Kazama was talking to her or carrying Chi Xian on her back, Kazama slapped Chi Xian in the face.

There was a very loud snap.

"Hey! What are you doing!" The fire in Sagiri's eyes was stronger than before.

What kind of person is this? He attacks someone who is seriously injured. He has no sense of public morality at all.

In response to Sagiri's question, Kazama simply pointed at Chi Xian behind her.

"you…"

"Uh...how...how can I do this?" After Chi Xian saw clearly that he was lying on Sagiri's body, he jumped down quickly regardless of his own injuries.

"Chi Xian, you finally woke up!" Sagiri quickly supported him to prevent him from falling.

"Miss, I'm fine. I'm sorry to have made you worry." Chi Xian forced a smile.

"You really scared me to death. I thought you were just like your father and abandoned everyone..." Sagiri didn't continue speaking, but lowered her head and sobbed softly.

“Miss, I promised my master that I would do my best to take care of you.

The young lady hasn't married yet, how can an old servant go first?" Chi Xian showed a loving smile.

"Oh! You...what nonsense are you talking about!" Sagiri pouted, and a blush appeared on her cheeks.

“Haha… cough cough…” Because he laughed so hard that his wound was pulled, Chi Xian performed a live version of this, but his laughter could not last more than three seconds.

"Okay, let's go now so Kimura doesn't worry."

"Yes, let's go back quickly." Chi Xian agreed and showed gratitude to Feng Jian, "Thank you very much for this time, Master Feng Jian, otherwise I would have died here.

I am not afraid of the old man walking away, but the lady is still young.

Mr. Kazama, thank you so much."

After saying this, Chi Xian was about to bow to Feng Jian, but was grabbed by Feng Jian.

"Old man, thank you once is enough, don't keep saying it. I will definitely do what I promised you." Fengjian glanced at Sagiri and said, "Miss, you have no sense at all. Why don't you support him? Let's go back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fengjian turned around and left, with no intention of helping at all.

Looking at Kazama's back, Sagiri had the urge to bite him. Kazama was really too irritating.

"Miss, I myself..."

"Let's go, I'll support you a little, and we'll go back." Sagiri supported Chi Xian and slowly followed behind Fengjian.

When the three men walked out of the woods, a head popped out of the ground.

Middle-aged, long hair, small eyes.

Looking at the direction where Fengjian and the other two left, Xiaodouyan blinked, looked around, and confirmed that there was no one here before he crawled out of the soil.

Like the tall and short ninjas before him, Little Eyes also wears a Grass Ninja forehead protector.

The little bean-eyed man quickly came to the tall and short ninjas and confirmed that the two were no longer breathing. He shook his head helplessly and said, "You two were greedy for merit, and ended up dying in a foreign land."

Little Bean Eyes took out two scrolls, put the bodies of the tall and short ninjas into the scrolls, then turned around and left quickly.

There is a small town at the border of the Land of Fire and the Land of Grass.

Xiaodouyan came to an inn, opened the door, came to a quilt, and gave the snoring guy a big thumbs-up.

This way of waking up is quite effective. The snoring stops and the sleeper sits up directly. When he sees the little eyes, he will fall down again.

"Wuan, get up, let's go back to the village."

"What, going back to the village?" Wu An jumped up after lifting the quilt.

Wu An is not tall, even a little short, and looks to be in his teens.

"You heard it right, go back to the village." Little Eyes repeated.

"Captain, why is this happening? Are we not going to carry out the mission?"

"Didn't you notice that there are two people missing?"

Wu An heard this, looked around, and found that they were the only two in the room.

"The intelligence on this mission is wrong. The other side has a jonin protecting them. The two of them have died here." Xiaodouyan picked up the small sunglasses on the table and handed them to Wuan, "Hurry up and pack up, let's go back to the village."

"Captain, what about the mission..." Wu An took the small sunglasses and asked dejectedly.

"Mission? It's not as important as life. Besides, what kind of mission is this? Okay, hurry up and pack up." After saying this, Little Eyes turned and went out.

Wu An was a little sad. After all, his companions who were playing around with him yesterday were gone today. It was a little hard for him to accept it.

After looking at the small sunglasses in his hand, Wu An put them on, but the sunglasses slipped off again.

Wu An pushed it up, and the small sunglasses fell off again.

This time, Wuan did not push his sunglasses again, but became more and more yearning for the Jonin.

At this time, Fengjian was sitting in the carriage with his eyes closed and resting.

When Kimura came back with Sagiri and Chi Xian, he found that Chi Xian was injured, so he had someone give him a simple bandage. He let Chi Xian lie on the carriage, and the caravan whipped up and moved forward.

Tap, the sound of footsteps rang in my ears.

Fengjian opened his eyes and saw the little bald Takamiya stealing glances at him.

"Are you alright?"

"Um... Lord Kazama, I..."

"Don't call me sir, just call me Fengjian." Fengjian was helpless. He had emphasized this issue several times when he returned to the caravan.

Unfortunately, the effect is not very good.

Takamiya scratched his bald head and smiled innocently, "Brother Kazama, are you a ninja or a swordsman?"

Takamiya's question attracted the attention of many people, especially Sagiri and Kimura.

As for Chi Xian, it’s not that he isn’t curious, but he’s already asleep.

"Is there any difference?" Fengjian smiled slightly.

"Uh... I think so." Takamiya answered tentatively.

"Then tell me, what is the difference?"

"This... should be that the ninja is more powerful."

“Haha…” Hearing Takamiya’s answer, Kazama raised his head and laughed.

His smile made Takamiya dazed, and Sagiri and Kimura laugh inexplicably. Because in their cognition, it was recognized that ninjas were the most powerful in this continent.

After laughing, Feng Jian sat up straight for a rare moment, "Little bald head, ninjas, samurai, swordsmen, including other sumo wrestlers, none of them are the most powerful, it just depends on who the opponent is.

For example, Mifune of the Land of Iron, as a samurai, can easily kill a ninja; and a ninja can also kill a samurai.

The same goes for swordsmen, who have won and lost against ninjas and samurai.

So, it’s not about who is the most powerful ninja, it just depends on who the opponent is.”

Gao Gong nodded as if he understood, then blinked his eyes, "Then Master Fengjian..."

"what!"

"What about you, Brother Kazama? Are you a ninja or a swordsman?"

"As for me..." Feng Jian touched his chin and thought for a while, "I should be considered a swordsman."