Just then...
Young Naruto's mind suddenly sounded a cold and indifferent mechanical voice with no emotion at all.
It is Huihui: "You have ten minutes left in this Shinobi World. After ten minutes, you will be transferred to the next Shinobi World timeline."
Young Naruto raised his eyes and looked at Boruto, Sarada and Mitsuki who were working hard in the training ground.
In just a few days, the three children have mastered all the ninjutsu he taught them and have made rapid progress.
Young Naruto sighed softly from the bottom of his heart.
Before I knew it, it had been ten days... I really couldn't bear to part with these little guys.
Huihui's voice sounded again, "Starting from the next timeline, you are not allowed to show your true face."
"This is the mask and shirt prepared for you. In all subsequent worlds, it is strictly forbidden for anyone to explore your identity, otherwise it will disrupt the future direction of all Shinobi World."
As he finished speaking, a delicate and cold black mask appeared out of thin air in the hands of Young Naruto.
Only a pair of bright eyes, paired with his dazzling blond hair, gave him a sharp and mysterious aura.
At the same time, the clothes on his body changed quietly.
Wearing a pure black jersey that resembles the style of Sasuke, it has a cool silhouette and a calm aura.
Young Naruto lowered his head to look at the new outfit, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
This outfit is really handsome.
Young Naruto put the mask away, stored it in the ninja bag, and walked slowly towards the training ground.
The three little ones who were practicing noticed the movement, immediately stopped their movements, and all turned their heads to look.
After spending ten days together, they had already changed their tune, from being the seniors they were at first, to becoming masters whom they respected from the bottom of their hearts.
Boruto's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but joke, "Second Master! Your outfit today is so handsome!"
Sarada nodded vigorously, with admiration in his eyes. "Master is so cool today, as good as my dad!"
Mitsuki, who has always been taciturn, rarely echoed softly, "Today's master is different from usual, very dazzling."
Young Naruto gently rubbed the heads of the three children, and his expression softened. "You three are very up to date and have made great progress, but... I have to leave."
The words just fell!
Two familiar figures quietly fell behind.
They are Middle-aged Naruto and Middle-aged Sasuke.
The smiles on the faces of the three little ones froze instantly, and their eyes were instantly filled with a deep sense of loss and reluctance.
Middle-aged Naruto looked at Young Naruto, who had a completely new temperament, and said softly, "Are you leaving?"
"Yeah." Young Naruto nodded gently, "The time has come."
The three little ones had known that this mysterious and powerful master would only stay for ten days.
But at the moment of separation, my heart was still full of sadness.
Boruto resisted the redness of his eyes and his voice trembled slightly. "Second Master, thank you! I have completely mastered the Flying Thunder God you taught me!"
Sarada bit his lip and suppressed the moisture in his eyes. "Thank you, master, for your careful teaching. Purple Lightning Chidori, Kirin, I have learned them all."
"I will definitely work hard to become a great Ninja like you and Seventh Hokage!"
Mitsuki raised his eyes and looked at Young Naruto, his tone filled with cautious expectation. "Can we... see you again in the future?"
Young Naruto slowly turned around and looked at the dense forest behind him. His voice was gentle but firm. "There will always be a day when we meet again in the future. Just practice hard and work hard to become stronger."
"When the time comes, I will come back in person to test the results of your practice."
After saying these words, the three children could no longer hold back, and their tears fell quietly.
Middle-aged Naruto comforted softly, "Don't be sad. Ninja has to get used to separation and loneliness. All the waiting is for a better reunion."
Young Naruto took one last deep look at the three children, then looked at himself and Sasuke in front of him.
Middle-aged Sasuke nodded slightly and looked at him to indicate that he could leave in peace.
Young Naruto raised his hand, waved it gently, said nothing more, and directly performed Flying Thunder God Three Stages.
The figure instantly disappeared on the spot.
The next moment!
He appeared in a deserted woodland.
His heart was full of sorrow, and he sighed in a low voice: Indeed... a little bit reluctant to let go.
At this time, Nine-Tails's arrogant voice sounded in the bottom of his heart, "Humph, there is nothing worth remembering here, and the Ice Cream here is barely to my taste."
Young Naruto covered his stomach and laughed, "Hahaha Kurama, you obviously can't bear to leave everyone, so you still talk tough."
Nine-Tails growled angrily, "Asshole! Shut up!"
Ah haha
The joking atmosphere was fleeting.
A strong feeling of dizziness suddenly swept through the whole body, and the world was spinning.
When he opened his eyes again, Young Naruto was already in a strange battlefield full of devastation and chaos.
On the huge rock in the distance, he quietly looked down at the battle situation below.
In the center of the battlefield, five figures stood face to face.
Adult Naruto, adult Sasuke, Baihao Sakura, Kakashi, Obito Uchiha, five people stand side by side and fight with all their strength.
And their opponent is a woman in a pure white dress with stunning appearance and terrifying temperament - Kaguya Ōtsutsuki!
The moment he stepped into this time and space, a heavy and majestic invisible pressure enveloped Young Naruto. His limbs were heavy and his movements became sluggish and sluggish.
He immediately sat down cross-legged, quickly adjusted his breathing, and forcibly stabilized his chaotic body.
The five people who were fighting fiercely below were completely unaware of the towering rock top in the distance.
A young figure wearing a black shirt and a mysterious mask has quietly arrived on the battlefield.
Note: Darlings, can you please work hard?
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