Naruto: My Own Wind

Sagiri turned around and saw a big shiny bald head, "It's you, why are you here? You..."

Picking up the kunai on the ground, Sagiri looked at the other party warily, "Big bald guy, you are not following us, are you?

You don’t have any plans for us, do you? You won’t…”

"I followed you, are you kidding? I was just passing by." Kazama couldn't stand it anymore. If he didn't say anything, who knows what nonsense Sagiri would say next.

After tying the unconscious guy to a tree, Morinoida appeared in front of Sagiri with a knife and protected her behind him.

Of course, the samurai sword is not held across the chest, but held in the hand.

"Bald, you clearly entered the Stone Kingdom before us, so why are you walking behind us?" Morinoida's eyes were sharp and his face was calm. "Tell me, who are you?"

"Who are you? What are your intentions?" Sagiri also echoed.

Fengjian did not pay attention to the two of them immediately, but instead leaned over to look at Fengma Sasame's wound. Seeing that the wound was not deep and the blood was bright red, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Big bald head, where are you looking at?" Sagiri took a step to the left and blocked Sasame tightly, "You old pervert, if you look again, I will dig out your eyes and trample them like bubbles."

Old sex batch!

The muscles on Fengjian's face were twitching uncontrollably. He never expected that one day he would be described like this by his own apprentice.

I just looked at the wound, why do you think I'm a pervert?

puff!

"goose…"

Fuma Sasame laughed like a goose, and tears flashed in the corners of his eyes.

"Sasame, you...what are you laughing at? Be careful not to pull the wound." Sagiri turned her head and said, then looked back at Kazama, then turned her head and said another sentence, then looked back at Kazama again.

"Sagiri, stop talking nonsense and bandage Sasame's wound."

It was Morinoida's reminder that reminded Sagiri of what she was supposed to do before.

"Then you should pay attention to that bald old pervert." After giving the instructions, Sagiri turned around and squatted.

Seeing that Fuma Sasame's body was still shaking, she slapped him on the side of his buttocks, "You're still laughing, you... Look, the wound is bleeding again."

Picking up the piece of cloth on the ground, Sagiri was about to bandage Fuma Sasame.

"Wait a minute!"

"Baldy...you old pervert, what are you doing?" Morinoida held the samurai sword across his chest and stared at Kazama. As long as Kazama dared to take a step forward, his samurai sword would flash with a cold light.

click!

A cross appeared on Kazama's forehead. He looked at Morinoida and Sagiri, then glanced at the bloody wound of Fuma Sasame. Biting his back teeth, he thought to himself, you two little bastards just wait, I will settle today's score later.

So, Fengjian tried to calm down, and then raised the first aid kit in his hand, "Use this to bandage, who knows how many bacteria are on that rag of yours.

It was fine originally, but once you put that rag on it, it might even lead to amputation."

As soon as he finished speaking, the first aid kit fell accurately next to Sagiri.

And Fengjian flashed and disappeared from the sight of the three people.

Morinoida opened his eyes wide, looked around, and found no trace. He looked into the woods on both sides, but he did not rush in.

Regardless of whether the bald man was inside, Morinoida couldn't leave the two women alone.

Fuma Sasame also looked around and confirmed that Kazama had left, and a hint of loss appeared in her eyes.

As for Sagiri, she stared at the first aid kit in a daze. After a moment, she let out a scream that shook the sky, which almost frightened Fuma Sasame and Morino Ida out of their wits.

"Sagiri, what are you shouting about?" Morinoida scratched her ears.

When she looked up and saw Sagiri, Morinoida was startled again.

Sagiri's face turned livid, her fists clenched, and her body trembled slightly. Her eyes flashed with anger, and her nostrils flared, and it was obvious that she was furious to the point where she couldn't control herself.

"Sa...Sagiri, how are you..."

"Ah! This damn old pervert actually said that I am dirty. This is really outrageous.

Ah! My private part is dirty, I smell good, okay! "Sagiri threw the cloth in her hand to Morino Ida, breathing heavily through her nostrils, "Ida, smell it, isn't it very fragrant?"

"This...I...this..." Morinoida held the cloth, a little at a loss.

This cloth is part of Sagiri's clothes. If I smell it myself, it would be like...

Thinking of this, Morinoida's face slowly turned red.

"What is this? I told you to smell it, so just smell it."

Looking at the cloth in his hand, Morinoida couldn't help but sneak a glance at where the cloth was originally. When he saw it, his face became even redder.

"Ida, you are so nagging..."

"Ouch, my arm hurts."

Hearing Fuma Sasame's voice, Sagiri didn't bother to let Morinoida smell the cloth, but turned around and saw Fuma Sasame's face in pain. She looked down at the first aid kit, and finally gritted her teeth, picked up the first aid kit, and bandaged Fuma Sasame's wound.

And Morinoida finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, after his breathing became stable, he couldn't help but look back and forth between Bu and his original location.

Finally, his face turned red again.

Seeing that Sagiri had finished bandaging herself, Fuma Sasame smiled sweetly, "Sagiri, thank you."

"Sasame, we are best sisters. I'm not happy if you say that." Sagiri pouted and crossed her arms over her chest, looking like she was angry.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything." Fuma Sasame gently shook Sagiri's arm.

"That's pretty much it."

Seeing a smile on Sagiri's face, Fuma Sasame looked up at Morino Date, "Date, should we ask that person for the exact location of the traitorous ninja?"

"Ah...ah! Sasame, you're right. I'll go ask now."

"Can you do it alone?" Sagiri's voice was full of disbelief.

"Can I do it alone?" Morinoida slowly turned around, facing away from the two women, and extended her index finger. "I'll show you, I! Can, but not yet."

After saying this, Morinoida walked towards the man tied to the tree with confident steps.

Of course, he also quietly put the piece of cloth into his arms.

"Hey you…"

"Sagiri, come closer and listen."

"What?" Sagiri looked at Fuma Sasame in confusion.

"Hey, come here." Pulling Sagiri over, Fuma Sasame whispered in her ear, "Sagiri, you're exposed."

“Let’s go…” Sagiri looked down and saw her snow-white skin exposed from her right waist to her navel.

This also reminded Sagiri that she was in a hurry and threw the clothes around a little too hard, so she looked like this now.

After being stunned for three seconds, Sagiri opened her mouth and was about to sing an octave higher, but the quick-eyed and quick-handed Fuma Sasame covered her mouth with one hand, "Sagiri, do you want those two men to see it?"

When Sagiri heard this, she looked up and saw Morinoida having a cordial and friendly conversation with that person, and she immediately shook her head.

"Then don't shout."

Seeing Sagiri nod, Fuma Sasame took his hand away.

Sagiri held her waist and said anxiously, "Sasame, what should we do?"

"Simple, wait a moment." Sagiri opened the bag, took out a piece of clothing from it and handed it to Sagiri.

Sagiri took the clothes without hesitation and asked as she put them on, "Sasame, you brought clothes with you when you went out."

"If I don't bring it, you will always be like this."

"Well, it's all thanks to... Ah! I was wondering what that old pervert was looking at, it turns out to be..." Sagiri tightened her clothes, her eyes gleaming with ferocity, "Don't let me see him again, if I do, I'll beat him to a pulp."

The corners of Fuma Sasame's lips twitched slightly. Looking at Sagiri gritting her teeth, she observed three seconds of silence for someone in her heart.

"Ah... stop hitting me, I said!"

Snapped!

"You said it or not!"

Snapped!

"you say…"

"Stop hitting me! I've said it all, I've said it all!"

Upon hearing this, Morinoida reached back his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sighed in his heart that beating people is also a physical job.