Young Naruto, who had just sat down cross-legged, could barely hold on to the oppressive feeling in this space.
Suddenly, I keenly caught an extremely deep, violent and extremely condensed terror coming from the distance Chakra.
Young Naruto dare not neglect.
Instantly turn on Sage Mode, and the perception will be fully unfolded.
And in the shadow of another hidden rock behind him, a lonely figure stood quietly.
That's the future Boruto Uzumaki.
At this moment, he is no longer youthful. The ferocious scar on his right eye cuts diagonally from the brow bone to the side of his face, completely ruining his former Jōgan.
The skin of his hands was covered with strange dark lines, and his whole body had a cold and lonely aura.
There is no longer any trace of the naughty childishness of the past.
Within Boruto, an unruly whisper sounded quietly, "Interesting, I was actually discovered."
Boruto's right hand quietly pressed the Samurai Sword gifted by Sasuke around his waist. His whole body tensed up and he was extremely vigilant. He asked in a deep voice, "How long can I stay in this time and space?"
The mysterious, emotionless voice in the body responded with a faint smile, "Who can say for sure? It's getting more and more interesting, isn't it, haha."
Boruto gritted his teeth and clenched his palms, no longer hesitated, stood up and prepared to deal with the incoming person.
At the same time...
After adapting to the pressure of space, Young Naruto's figure flashed, and Flying Thunder God Three-Stage Body Flicker Technique came out.
In an instant, he fell in front of Boruto.
Boruto Never retreat even half a step, the sword is ready to draw out its sheath to face the enemy at any time.
Young Naruto looked at the familiar short pineapple hair in front of him, his emotions surged violently, and his heart was filled with shock.
It's Boruto!
How did he travel to this time and space?!
There are also his blind right eye, scars on his face, and dark lines all over his body.
What has happened to this vicissitudes of life?
Future Boruto on the opposite side saw this masked strong man in black robe just standing quietly.
Watching silently, the cold light in his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he said in a cold voice, "Who are you? By what means do you break into this historical timeline?"
Young Naruto's voice came out through the mask, calm and mysterious. "I am not your enemy. As for my identity, it doesn't matter."
Boruto frowned slightly, feeling extremely dissatisfied.
But he knew that he was bearing a price and could not interfere with the historical trajectory of this past time and space.
His ability to step into this place is already at the limit of his overdraft.
You can only watch the past battles between the fathers and everyone against Kaguya, and the stay time is extremely limited.
After a brief pause, Boruto spoke in an indifferent yet sharp tone, "In this period of history, there has never been a person like you."
"If you can't come up with a reasonable explanation, I will kill you right here."
Young Naruto secretly sighed in his heart: This boy's future is indeed fierce and paranoid. He is completely different from the naughty and out-of-touch young man ten days ago.
Young Naruto retracted his thoughts and said in a calm tone, "I reiterate, I am not your enemy. As for why I am here, I have no way to explain."
Having said that, he ignored the wary Boruto and turned sideways to find an empty spot on the rock to sit down.
His gaze fell far away on the thrilling battlefield in the distance, and he spoke softly, "What's wrong with your eyes?"
Boruto clearly senses that he cannot sense the other party's murderous intention, and he is also limited.
Unable to take action here, and the remaining time could not withstand the consumption, I finally lowered my guard and slowly took my seat.
The tone was calm, with a hint of indifferent relief. "I was hurt by the best brother I ever had."
Young Naruto calmly asked, "Is there any possibility of recovery?"
Boruto subconsciously raised his hand to cover his scarred right eye. He looked indifferent, but his tone contained stubbornness. "It can't be restored. But even if I lose this eye, I will not lose to anyone now."
Young Naruto turned his head to look at the strange black lines on his body, and said again, "What are these black lines on your body?"
"No comment." Boruto was firm and unwilling to talk more about himself.
He turned to stare at the pair of Golden Eyes under the mask, and said in a serious tone, "Your Chakra makes me feel inexplicably familiar. Can you let me see your true face?"
Young Naruto refused without any hesitation. "Looks don't matter."
Young Naruto quietly looked at the vicissitudes of Future Boruto in front of him, and secretly marveled in his heart: This boy, in the future, will be so powerful.
Being looked at continuously, Boruto frowned slightly. "Why do you keep staring at me?"
Young Naruto's tone was calm, but his words were shocking. "I just think that if you give up your left hand, your strength will reach its peak again."
"The lines on your right hand should be the basis of your current core combat power and cannot be shaken."