Hokage’s God Of Body Art

The yellow sand is endless, and there is desolation and loneliness everywhere, but there is a steadfast cactus tree standing there alone, lonely and lonely.

Occasionally a strong wind blows, and a thin layer of yellow sand drifts all over the sky. Such a scene can not add a bit of life to this desert, but it makes it even more desolate.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

However, in this deserted and lonely long yellow sand, there was a sudden and sweet camel bell. Immediately after the camel bell, two people were light or heavy footsteps.

Looking in the direction where the sound came from, I saw two people wearing red cloud-like coats of arms and black robes walking slowly in the long yellow sand.

One is tall and one is short, one is fat and the other is thin. Although they all exude suffocating and powerful auras, they have different temperaments, and each has its own unique style.

Obviously, they are members of the Akatsuki organization sent by Uchiha Obito to attack Sand Shinobi Village and capture Gaara!

They wore wooden hats on their heads, and a small bell hung from the hats. As they walked, the bells kept making clear and sweet sounds.

"Really? Compared to the people sent to Orochimaru, do we have to deal with that guy first? It seems that he is a betrayer who revealed our information." The tall, thin man among them said as he walked. His voice is a little bit immature, and it sounds like he is not too old!

"This is something that can't be helped." Another short, fat man said coldly. His voice is very deep, at least forty years old. "I don't even know what happened after the operation. It's you, is it really okay to just rely on this bag? The opponent is ‘Jinchūriki’."

As he spoke, he cast his eyes on a pocket held by the thin and tall man's right hand.

"My ninjutsu is all art." The thin man said proudly. "Also, I brought the 18th. After all, the opponent this time is'One Tail'."

"Art? Humph!" The chunky man snorted coldly, but didn't say much.

"Actually, compared to One Tail Jinchūriki, I am more interested in another little guy." The thin and tall man suddenly changed the subject and said. "According to our boss, that is a very amazing little guy, almost not under Uchiha Itachi."

"It's just a hairy boy, how much more can he have?" The chunky man said coldly.

"Don't underestimate him, Brother Sasori." The thin tall man smiled and said. "His life journey is really too brilliant, it is more exciting and colorful than you and me, underestimating him, but he will suffer a lot, huh!"

"Gulosi, formerly known as Rock Lee, Genin of Konoha Village, Land of Fire. He was originally a waste, but later became famous in the Chūnin exam, defeating Hyuga Neji, Gaara, Uchiha Sasuke and other powerful enemies to win the crown." The fat man said in a low voice.

"Because his rise was so sudden that it attracted Shimura Danzō's attention and wanted to catch him to get his secrets. He was strong-tempered and directly resisted, killing dozens of'Gen' and'Anbu' '’S elite members killed Mitokado Homura, a member of the Konoha Elders Group, and escaped alive under the joint attack of two old things, Shimura Danzō and Sarutobi Hiruzen."

"He ran all the way and went straight to Cloud Shinobi Village, the country of thunder, but in the middle of the journey he changed his route to the village of Shinobi in the north of the country of iron.

The chunky man said it in such a thorough and detailed manner, and it was exactly the same as Glossi's life history!

Everything is relative. Gulosi constantly sends spies to investigate the "Akatsuki" organization, and in contrast, the "Akatsuki" organization has never stopped collecting his intelligence.

"If all this is true, I would rather make him a collection of mine, an eternal art." At this point, a blazing light flashed in the short fat man's eyes.

Obviously, this is also a very paranoid and crazy person!

"Is there everlasting art?" The thin tall man grinned and said. "Brother Sasori, I think he is more suitable for my art opponent."

"What? Do you treat your own thing as art?" The short fat man raised his eyes suddenly and said disdainfully. "Art is long-lasting and beautiful, and what can be retained for the future, permanent beauty is art."

"Permanent beauty is art?" The thin tall man didn't mean to give in at all. "As the same creator, I respect you, buddy. But art refers to the momentary beauty of the fading of beauty, um."

"What are you talking about, Deidara?" The short fat man glanced at the thin tall man sharply and shouted. "You really don't know what real art is."

"That's you, buddy," Deidara said.

"No, permanent beauty is the real art." The short fat man corrected.

"Don't be stupid, art is the beauty of a moment." Deidara refused.

"Don't get too smug, Deidara, do you want to make me angry?" Sasori snapped. "You know, what are the consequences of making me angry!"

"laugh!"

At the same time, something like a long Sasori tail came out from under Sasori. It was all cast from unknown metal, similar to a mechanical puppet!

"Every time I see this image of Big Brother Sasori, I feel more and more how beautiful my art is." Facing Sasori's brutal force, Deidara not only did not back down, but became firmer in his own thinking. .

While talking, he put his right hand into the pocket he carried, and after a while, he took it out again. He spread out his right hand slowly, and there was a mouth in the middle of his palm. That mouth was constantly chewing on a kind of clay, and then he opened his mouth to spit it out.

Deidara squeezed it with his hands, and quickly squeezed the clay into the shape of a flying bird, lifelike.

"For me, the so-called art is something like explosion!" He threw the bird in his hand into the air forcefully, and then made a seal with one hand.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the bird turned into a huge living bird!

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