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"As you can see, the damaged sealing technique cannot restrict the movements of the tailed beasts, but the Five-Tails did not take the opportunity to leave. The fate of the jinchuriki has been doomed from the moment he became a jinchuriki. The tailed beasts and

People should not hate each other, but should..."

"The five-tailed beast couldn't escape because the sealing technique wasn't destroyed thoroughly enough," Han stared at the person in front of him and sneered. The big hole in his abdomen was still there, but the five-tailed one stayed well inside his body.

, seemed to be a little more peaceful than usual, which made Han very puzzled.

"You talkative sand ninja bastard, you - damn it!" Since the sealing technique was not destroyed completely enough, all advantages were lost, and a group of people from Uehara walked into the yellow sand and never appeared again, including Makoto and Konoha.

The fort where the kid was located was submerged. Han, who no longer had any worries, took out a kunai and slashed his abdomen hard.

"Ninjutsu - Binding of Dust and Sand!"

Han wanted to kill himself to break the seal and die together with Sand Shukaku's Jinchuuriki. Otherwise, it would not be enough to calm his anger.

However, when the young monk with his hands clasped pressed his palm on his chest, his body seemed to have lost all water in an instant, and his abdomen was burning hot. Han suddenly found that his strength was restricted.

"The war should be over." The Shukaku Jinchuuriki stood up slowly, turning the rosary in his hand, one after another, slowly and slowly.

"And if, Your Excellency, you insist on fighting..."

The feeling of chakra excitement was very familiar to Uehara. As he was rushing towards Han and a monk step by step, a large raccoon cat appeared. It was so big that Uehara felt that he was not as big as a fingernail.

With a color like yellow sand, a tail longer than the body, and purple lines all over the body, this image is too familiar.

"Ichibi...Shukaku?!" Uehara was surprised at first, but finally turned into disbelief.

"Interesting, looks decent." He didn't dare to walk too fast, otherwise his waist would twist again. Uehara doubted that if he didn't get timely treatment immediately, he would become like the third generation Onoki, who suffered from low back pain all the time.

The Tailed Beast Clothes appeared on his body, and Han got down on all fours. He was in a weak state, but much better than when Uehara was there. With five tails swaying, and with a roar, Han rushed towards Shukaku.

Shukaku, who looks like a raccoon cat, is constantly beating the sand with its tail. Combined with its fat body and cute look, it looks careless.

Han was so brave that the steam filled the air the moment he rushed out, as if he had performed a large-scale Kirigakure Jutsu.

Using steam to accelerate Taijutsu, Han is the only Jinchūriki who has no sense of existence in the original work. He is a master of Taijutsu, and the force of a punch will not be lighter than being hit by a steam locomotive.

He once jumped up from the ground and punched away three Konoha Jounin who were flying in the sky with Super Beasts, and killed two of them instantly. This is enough evidence.

Han's armor had been seriously damaged long ago, and because he had to guard against the magnetic escape ability of the Third Kazekage, which he was very busy with, Uehara tore it apart and threw it into the scroll. Without the help of the armor, Han's taijutsu speed slowed down a lot.

Just as his fist was about to hit Shukaku's stomach, Han let out a scream and fell from the air.

"Bastard!" The pain in the abdomen seemed to be burned by the Fire Release Ninjutsu. I looked down and saw that the translucent wound on the abdomen was gone as if the muscle tissue had been stretched. It was forcibly squeezed in by a chain-like technique.

Together, they form a very ugly scar.

The most important thing for becoming a jinchūriki is a strong physique. Secondly, the practice of sealing techniques is equally important. Han's sealing techniques are very high. You can see at a glance what the rice-shaped seal formed with the wound as the center is used for.

"I helped you strengthen the sealing technique," the switch was very natural. A breeze blew by, and Shukaku disappeared. A young monk in white robes appeared in the sand and dust. He smiled warmly,

The rosary is hanging on my hand, spinning it again and again, very peaceful.

"I'm Shukaku." Fenfu smiled.

"Oh, I am a blessing." Shukaku, who was hiding in his body, muttered.

"Since the five tails did not choose to escape when the sealing technique was loosened but stayed in your body, then there must be a place in your body that it is attached to. However, the tailed beast does not like the word beast."

He came without a trace and left without a trace. The Sand Ninja Jinchuuriki Fenfu who called himself Shukaku disappeared. Han's expression was gloomy and uncertain. The reason why his attack failed just now was clearly because his body was controlled.

There are not only quicksands in the desert, but also ghost things like mirages. He wanted to take a knife to chop down the "phantom" Han and Shukaku, but Uehara found that he could not reach the place that seemed very close. It seemed that he

Always moving in place.

The sound of rattling chains made Uehara alert.

The wind blew up inexplicably, blowing up the fine dust on the surface of the sand and sending it flying.

Fenfu, who walked out of the sand and dust, hurried back step by step with the shackles on, without worrying about anything else.

The desert, the windy sand, and the barefooted monk looked like an ascetic.

"Nah, this monk is so handsome!" If it were described in a martial arts novel, a monk with sword eyebrows, starry face and a beautiful face would pass by Uehara. Uehara thought he had seen an illusion and ignored a living person.

Uehara thought he saw a reflection of an ascetic in the distant desert; he thought he saw an ascetic.

Walking past Uehara, I stared at Uehara's back intently for a long time. Unexpectedly, Uehara, who was stooped and one-third of the size of an ordinary person, was sweating profusely after walking a few steps and wanted to stop and rest.

More like an ascetic.

"You broke through the obstacle so quickly." Fenfu spun the bead a little slower, "much faster than me."

…

"Kazekage-sama!!" A team of Anbu appeared in the desert with nervous expressions and knelt down in front of all the Konoha ninjas and Sand ninjas. They were so panicked that it almost didn't look like a ninja's style.

"Lord Kazekage, Shukaku has escaped!"

Kazekage's hands were being treated by Chiyo. He ignored the kneeling ANBU and stared deeper into the howling desert of death.

The yellow and black sand seas are competing, trying to repel each other. Now it seems that the sand iron is defeated, and the third generation Kazekage is ill. His sand iron has no chance of easily defeating Shukaku sand in a short time.

Shukaku combined with this completely advantageous terrain to create a sandstorm that would not stop, and the large sand ninja army would not be able to enter the desert to annihilate the rock ninja tribe.

All the troops were standing guard, waiting for the sandstorm to stop.

The sand ninjas suddenly became commotion, and the Sand Iron Curtain of the Third Kazekage suddenly cracked open. A monk in white clothes clasped his hands together without any words or movements, and walked forward step by step with a calm expression.

Without any threat, he forced away the ninja swords that were almost pressed against his throat one after another, as if he regarded the ninja swords as toys, and as if he didn't care about life or death at all.

The visitor was a Jinchuuriki. The Third Kazekage had no order to attack, and even the ANBU did not have the guts to attack. Their ninja swords were very sharp, but they were forced back in embarrassment by the unsuspecting flesh and blood bodies.

"Five sunrises and five sunsets, the Iwa ninja will return to their village," Fenfu bowed slightly, still with a calm smile on his face, "Chiyo-sama is willing to let go of his hatred. This is a great thing. But, why?

Involved in another war that has nothing to do with us?"

"Too much killing, Ying, our war...ahem, it's over."

He received the same treatment as Han, even more miserable. Fenfu's abdomen, waist, and back were all pierced with that very inhumane iron hammer.

Blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but his blessings did not diminish. He slowly sat down and meditated cross-legged. The blood flowed all over the floor, but he ignored it.

"Bastard, share the blessing!" Shukaku exclaimed, "The seal is about to loosen! Hurry and reinforce it! I'm about to come out!"

Ignoring it, Fenfu's face became paler and purple lines appeared on his body from time to time, and sometimes there were deformed mutations. This was a sign that the tailed beast was about to leave the body.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself." Shukaku replied angrily, "Seal - Lock of Dust and Sand!"

"Shukaku, thank you." Fenfu thanked Shukaku who had strengthened his sealing technique.

…

"Hi! With your body injured like this, are you really okay?"

The sand ninja seemed to be retreating, leaving only a sealing force to monitor Fenfu.

I don't know what the name of the One-Tail Jinchuuriki is, but given the responsibility of a medical ninja, Tsunade couldn't help but shout, "If necessary, I can..."

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

With no lack of etiquette, Fenfu clasped his hands together and bowed slightly. As he moved, more blood flowed out.

"Weird." Tsunade couldn't understand why this young monk, a Sand Ninja Jinchuuriki, dared to let go of Sand Ninja's enemies. It was so strange.

The war in the Kingdom of Wind has come to an end. After five sunrises and five suns and moons, everyone in Starscream will cross the peaceful desert of death safely.

The jinchūriki of the Sand Ninja were disobedient, and the tools should be replaced if they were no longer suitable for use. The top management of the Sand Ninja then agreed to a selection plan to start the second generation of Jinchūriki.

In the original work, Gaara is the second generation Jinchuuriki.

The word "love" on his forehead comes from the monk's hands, "heart" and "feeling".