Ninja World

Outside, an ordinary mud brick-paved earthen house made of yellow sand was a little crumbling under the black storm.

The wooden board blocked the possible ventilation area, making a 'whimper' sound.

The room was dim and the only electric light suddenly went out. I'm afraid the wire had been broken by the black storm, and even the telephone poles were uprooted.

Amid the harsh whistling sound.

Not far away, the glass of a family was blown away by the storm, and the whole family screamed, but it was useless.

The black storm was originally an annual disaster for people in the desert.

People who have the conditions will dig out cellars in advance to store water, ice, and hide in them when sandstorms pass through.

But if you are lazy, no one can save them.

After all, there is a Sand Investigation Village with a wind and sand barrier, and the power of the Black Storm has been weakened to the extreme.

In previous years, nothing major happened, but who would have thought that the sandstorms this year were extremely fierce.

“Or…”

"What's wrong with the wind and sand barrier?"

The brown-haired girl hugged the boy in her arms tightly, thinking in her heart.

"Otherwise, there is no way to explain why the wind and sand are so strong this year."

This natural force that destroys the world made the Sakai Village, one of the five major countries, tremble slightly.

Even a ninja cannot fight against this great power of nature and calm the sandstorm.

The room was very dark.

The boy who was curled tightly in his arms was also very well-behaved and did not say a word.

It was not until I heard the screams of the family just now that I opened my eyes slightly.

"Mother."

The boy had a pretty face, about four years old, and his voice was clear. He climbed up from his mother's arms and looked at the curl.

"Do we have the ability to save them?"

"Hoshino."

Juan Weiwei was in a little embarrassed.

You should know that it is very dangerous to go out easily in a black storm, but it is actually okay for her.

After all, she has become the Sagi-in-chino-nin and has many abilities to protect herself in the storm.

It's just that she's a little worried about the boy staying in the house alone.

This is the home of the wind, a mud brick house, and the surroundings are piled up with stones to consolidate the hardness of the room.

Some weeds grew around, struggling stubbornly in the black storm.

The boy had soft black hair, clear eyes, and black pupils, the same color as her mother's pupils.

The same eyes are also true for the roll.

So no one has ever doubted the source of the boy.

After all, Juan himself is also a very inconspicuous little ninja.

"good."

Juan is also a kind-hearted girl, but hesitated for a moment. After all, neighbors are all very familiar and very good people.

If Hoshino wasn't there, she would have gone out to save people without hesitation.

Then he rubbed Hoshino's hair, put him on the bed behind him and gave a little advice.

Immediately, I picked up a roll of white cloth placed in the corner of the wall.

This is her special weapon.

…

The strong wind outside the door was howling, with the sound of flying sand and rocks and the sound of things breaking.

Reverberates through the entire gloomy world.

Relying on the wall, Juan came to the door. After reaching this distance, he could clearly feel the violent vibration caused by the impact of the black storm outside the door panel.

It seemed that it would suddenly shatter at any time, and then it got in.

The brown-haired girl did not wear a headscarf. She turned around and looked at Hoshino who was well lying on the bed, with a hint of warmth smearing in her eyes.

Hoshino is not her biological son.

In fact, I am still virgin and have no boyfriend, but where can I come from?

But there is no way to do this.

From the day Hoshino was born, the child often followed Jue and recognized her as her biological mother.

As for his real biological mother...

It would be even more dangerous if Hoshino followed her.

Because the village is not very friendly to her, in order to give her son a relatively peaceful childhood, she had no choice but to choose this path.

Maybe it was a prediction of the uncertainty, or maybe she had thought that this day would happen.

Ye Cang is dead.

After her death, the mountains collapsed, and the houses where Ye Cang once lived had been confiscated by the village.

Everything in it was controlled by the Sanihiro Ang. If Hoshino really followed her biological mother, she might have died at this moment.

Although all this finally saved her son, there were indeed some disciples who were sorry for her.

For no reason, she brought a bad reputation for being pregnant before marriage and being unfamiliar with a wife.

But the volume doesn't care much about this.

Her parents were both civilians, and died at the hands of the Fog Ninja. The enemies coming from the sea would occasionally attack the entire coastal villages of the Wind Kingdom.

Ye Cang discovered her at that time and adopted her.

For Juan Ye Cang is both a teacher, a friend, and a mother.

So she devoted all her heart to Hoshino. This girl who was still virgin regarded Hoshino as her biological son.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and showed a warm smile.

The boy lying on the bed also showed a little white teeth, his smile was very clean, and he looked very curly.

The dark eyes were clear.

The kindness of the volume affected him.

And his innocence also allowed Juan to escape the death of his teacher.

He put his curled palm on the door panel, pulled out the door bolt, moved the stone, and seriously felt the vibration amplitude of the door panel.

At the same time, I listened with my ears. The wind was loud outside, but it would always decrease suddenly at one moment.

Black storm transit.

It seemed as if everything in the world had disappeared in this shrill sound of wind.

The neighbor's family of three was still shouting for help in the dilapidated house.

But no one came out to save them.

…

Then rolled it out and closed the door with white cloth as a means.

His body quickly merged into the black storm, and as soon as he came out, his delicate body was blown away by the flying sand and stones.

brush--

The white cloth roll clipped under his arm was taken out, the wooden shaft turned slightly, and the white cloth suddenly flew out.

It was tied to a shaky but not yet fallen tree in the distance.

This big tree roll is very familiar.

The annual black storm did not threaten this big tree, and it has been standing here since she can remember.

Now, this big tree is actually a little shaky.

It can be seen how great the disaster this time was.

Bang-

The white cloth suddenly wrapped around the tree trunk, and the next second it felt like it was about to tear apart.

However, when the curling wrist moved slightly, his body was pulled by a white cloth and flew quickly to the big tree.

Gululu—

The wooden shaft of the roll turns quickly.

Baibu returned to the winding, hid in the old tree and let the wind breathe a sigh of relief, then looked sideways at the neighbor's house not far away.

This is a young family of three.

A young couple and a cute girl, who is the same age as Hoshino.

Juan Buwu maliciously wondered whether Hoshino could suddenly hope that she could save the family because of this little girl.

Of course, without Hoshino, there is a high probability that the girl will not sit idly by.

Crazy-

He just took a breath and then took action again with the white cloth in his hand.