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Chapter 111 The Artist's Farewell(3/3)



"Brother Scorpion!"

Deidara's voice came from behind.

At this time, Scorpion, who had already taken off his black red cloud coat and was only wearing a black raincoat, turned around in the rain.

Deidara jumped off the white bird's back.

His face was pale, he was panting as if recovering from a serious illness, and the rain soaked his clothes and hair.

Outside Yuyin Village, the two figures looked at each other.

"Deidara, you are not dead yet."

This is the first sentence of Scorpion.

"Brother Scorpion, you are the one. I heard that you died at the hands of Konoha Nine-Tails Jinchuuriki and that old woman Sunagakure. I was just thinking about recovering from my injuries, so I went to Sunagakure and brought your body back.

Yeah. Hmm."

Deidara continued to take a breath and said.

"What an idiot. Your information has been leaked. Breaking into Sunagakure will lead to death."

"That won't allow Brother Xie's body to be desecrated. However, the news of your death, Brother Xie, is indeed false. That bastard Bai Jue's intelligence work is really getting worse and worse. It seems that he will bomb it again after he returns.

How many of them need to be killed to make his memory long? Hmm."

Deidara became unhappy.

On this mission, everything went wrong for him.

All the ninjas he encountered targeted his weak points.

Especially the Thunderbolt female ninja in Konoha was his nemesis, causing all the bombs he released to turn into duds, which made him extremely depressed.

Therefore, after using the "self-destruction" trick to hide his eyesight, he successfully escaped and immediately blew up several White Zetsus to vent their fire.

"I did die, but I was resurrected by that old woman Chiyo with no effort."

Xion snorted coldly.

"Uh...yes, is that so?"

Deidara was stunned for a moment.

Being killed and then resurrected... the relationship between this is a bit too confusing.

However, Deidara did not dwell too much on this matter, but asked: "Speaking of which, my leader just said, Brother Scorpion, you want to leave the organization...Why is this? Why do you want to leave the organization, Brother Scorpion?"

Who made you angry?"

"No, it's my own problem. I just feel that this organization is no longer suitable for me, so I want to leave."

Scorpion replied.

"then what do I do?"

"Nagato will probably arrange new teammates for you later."

Scorpion said.

"But only Brother Scorpion and I are a perfect match."

"Don't always lose your temper like a child. I will never come back. Also, remember not to reveal to anyone that I am still alive."

After Xie explained this, he turned around, grabbed his raincoat, and prepared to leave.

"In other words, Brother Scorpion, are you planning to retire?"

Deidara, who didn't understand, asked this question.

Xie sneered and retreated?

How can it be so simple.

His identity is visible and shady.

There is no real retreat for a ninja, especially a rebellious ninja like him.

Even if Sunagakure doesn't make arrangements, there are countless people who have been killed by him and turned into puppets. Once their families and friends get clues, they will madly hunt him down and fight him to the death.

The moment you become a ninja, there is no such thing as retirement.

"Deidara."

"What?"

"The life of a ninja is a life of fighting. Nothing will be left except fighting."

The sound of rain was mixed with the dull voice of scorpions.

"It sounds really bleak. I became a ninja just to prove my art. Hmm."

Deidara responded like this.

"So, you are still a brat who hasn't grown up yet."

"What, Brother Scorpion, are you looking down on me?"

Deidara glared at Scorpion's back with dissatisfaction, feeling that he had been underestimated by Scorpion.

His art is not such a fragile thing.

"Haha, you'd better leave as soon as possible, otherwise the next battle will not be the same as before. If you continue to hold on to such naive ideas, you will definitely die, and once a person dies,

You won’t be able to delve into art.”

"Brother Scorpion, have you also learned to be alarmist?"

Deidara spread his hands helplessly.

"Maybe. Anyway, don't die. Don't even think about provoking Itachi. Even if you practice for ten more years, you won't be his opponent."

A look of fear flashed in Scorpio's eyes, and he left this sentence, regardless of whether Deidara heard it or not, and walked into the rain outside Yuyin Village, slowly walking away.

"Really, Brother Scorpion is looking down on me again. He always doesn't agree that my art can be better than the Sharingan. How can something that relies on blood be so powerful?"

Deidara spoke rather complainingly.

However, he became slightly silent as he looked at Xie's retreating figure.

"Alas... Brother Scorpion has left this time, and among the artists in the organization, I am the only one left."

Deidara sighed sadly.

"Sure enough, artists are all lonely. Hmm."

Turning around with his back to Scorpion, Deidara ran in the opposite direction.
Chapter completed!
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