The world before my eyes seemed to suddenly become clear.
The dense forest receded to both sides, revealing a relatively open forest glade.
The sunlight was able to shine down more, illuminating the scene in the center of the open space.
The three members of Gaara team seemed to have just ended a short battle.
Kankuro is searching for the enemy's corpse, while Temari is sitting on a branch observing the surrounding situation.
Gaara Underfoot, the sand squirmed slightly, silently burying and swallowing the traces of the battle.
There is still a faint trace of blood and the remnants of Chakra's excitement in the air.
At this moment, a burst of hasty footsteps and shouts, mixed with frightened shouts, came from far and near, breaking the silence of the open space.
Several Ninjas wearing Sunagakure Forehead Protectors, looking miserable and covered in wounds and dirt, rushed out from the depths of Forest like bereaved dogs and rushed towards the open space.
The leader, Sand Ninja, had a face full of ecstasy and pleading for survival from a desperate situation. He saw the three "big men" in the open space at a glance, as if he saw the savior, and he used all his strength to shout at the top of his lungs:
"Master Temari! Master Kankuro! Master Gaara! Save us! There are Konoha's pursuers behind us. They are crazy! They killed many of us!"
Temari on the branch and Kankuro searching for corpses on the ground felt their hearts pounding at the same time, secretly saying: Not good!
This idiot!
Temari's face instantly turned a little ugly.
Kankuro also stopped what he was doing and frowned.
They know Gaara too well.
For this younger brother who is regarded as a "failure" by his father, has One-Tail Shukaku sealed in his body, and has an extremely twisted personality, any behavior or words that may "disdain" or "ignore" him may touch his sensitive and dangerous nerves.
Putting the names of "Sir Temari" and "Sir Kankuro" in front of "Sir Gaara"... to Gaara's ears, this may be an invisible belittlement and neglect.
It seems that in the heart of the person seeking help, Temari and Kankuro are more important than him and more worthy of seeking help first!
This is simply a crazy dance on a minefield!
Sure enough, Gaara, who had been standing in the middle of the open space with an expressionless face and arms folded, heard the cry for help and the order of calling.
The pair of light blue eyes under the deep-set Black Eyes circle turned slightly.
He slowly lowered his arms across his chest. The movement seemed normal, but it made Temari and Kankuro feel excited.
Gaara did not look at the embarrassed and tearful fellow villagers Ninja, but instead turned his gaze calmly to the road they came from, as if waiting for something or confirming the location of the pursuers.
Then, he spoke, his voice was low and without any ripples, but it carried a chilling chill to the bone marrow:
"Sand Binding Coffin."
As his voice fell.
The mouth of the huge sand gourd behind Gaara suddenly opened.
A large amount of yellow sand, dark in color and as fine as quicksand, gushes out silently and swiftly like a black tide full of life.
Huangsha did not attack the direction of the possible pursuers. Instead, like a tiger that smelled the smell of blood, with a violent and suppressed murderous intention, it pounced directly on the Sunagakure fellow villagers Ninja who had just escaped and thought they had been saved.
"W-what?"
"Gaara-sama?"
"No!"
The ecstasy on the faces of several Sand Ninja instantly solidified, turning into extreme horror and disbelief!
They never imagined that after going through so much trouble to escape here and praying for the protection of the strong men in the same village, what they were waiting for was not a helping hand, but a fatal attack from their own "big shot"!
They wanted to resist and escape, but the exhaustion and injuries from being chased by Konoha, plus the sudden and oppressive killing intent of Gaara, made their bodies stiff and their reactions were half a beat slower.
Wow--!
The speed of the yellow sand was beyond imagination. In an instant, it wrapped, entangled and imprisoned those Sand Ninja, forming several sand balls that were constantly squirming and shrinking.
There were dull struggles and desperate whimpering sounds coming from inside the maracas.
Gaara looked at the maracas that were constantly beating and trying to break free with an expressionless face. He slowly raised his right hand, and then clenched his fingers violently!
"Sand Burial."
Puff puff puff!
Several dull and heart-wrenching squeezing and popping sounds sounded almost simultaneously.
Those Sand Binding Coffin wrapped around Sand Ninja were like tomatoes that were instantly crushed by an invisible force, violently compressing and collapsing inward.
Dazzling blood, like a burst water bag, suddenly burst out and splashed out from the gaps and bottom of the maracas, dyeing the surrounding sand and ground red.
The sand ball stopped squirming and quickly shriveled up, and the breath of life inside disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Those Sand Ninja couldn't even leave a complete last word. Just as Gaara raised his hand lightly, they were killed on the spot by their "companions" in the most cruel and bloody way!
There was dead silence in the clearing.
There was only the slight rustle of yellow sand slowly flowing back to the sand gourd, and the smell of blood that suddenly became several times stronger in the air.
Temari and Kankuro looked at the pools of blood and shriveled sand shells on the ground that quickly seeped into the sand. Their expressions were extremely ugly, but neither of them spoke.
They can't help but dare not.
Even though they are Gaara's Older Sister and brother, Gaara can't tell them apart from bugs.
As if Gaara had just done a trivial thing, he took back his right hand and looked deep into Forest again, in the direction in which those Sand Ninja were escaping.
The spout of the sand gourd behind him is still open.
Killing is as natural to him as breathing.
Konoha's pursuers stopped under the big tree and did not enter the field.
They also saw the scene just now.
Originally, the cat-and-mouse scene was staged to attract the other teams of Sunagakure, but unexpectedly it became a hit.
Naruto stood at the front of the team and looked at Gaara.
"There's no mistake, this Kid is the Jinchūriki of that stinky civet cat."
Nine-Tails's voice sounded in Naruto's consciousness.
'Yeah, I get it.'
No, now is not the time.
Gaara... You still have your "part" to complete.
Thinking of this, Naruto already made a decision in his heart.
Slowly but very clearly, he raised his right hand, and then waved it to his companions behind him.
The gesture is clear: retreat!
This action made Shikamaru, Sasuke, Neji and others behind them stunned.
Retreat?
Do you want twelve people on your side to retreat without a fight when facing three people?
But they saw Naruto's unmistakable back and resolute gestures, and they also saw the increasingly dangerous eyes of Gaara opposite, as if they were about to attack at any time.
Shikamaru was the first to react, and he immediately shouted, "Listen to Naruto! Everyone, retreat slowly, stay vigilant, and don't turn around!"
Although everyone at Konoha was unwilling or confused, they quickly carried out the order and began to retreat quietly, increasing the distance from the open space.
Naruto still stood where he was, staring at Gaara. It wasn't until his companions retreated to a safe enough distance that he took one last deep look at Gaara, then turned around, and his figure disappeared into the shadow of Forest.
Gaara, now is not the time for you to come to an end, go and turn Konoha upside down!
You muddied the water so that I could take action!