People Are in Naruto, Start Dancing by Grabbing Madara's Neck

No, this is not a subjective decision, it should not be.

correct!

Lu Chuan stood up from the bed, and the pillar in front of him was also raised a little higher, becoming the same height as Lu Chuan again.

It was preventing him from traveling back to the Warring States period!

Lu Chuan's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have figured out something.

The person who made him travel back is Minato, and the changes he made now may affect whether Minato can be born in the future.

Uchiha and Senju's early peace will surely allow many people who should have died to live.

And their descendants will naturally survive.

In other words, maybe one of these people will kill the boy or youth Minato or something.

If this is the case, without Minato, then I will not be sent back to Loulan in the Warring States Period!

Naturally, there is no present self.

As soon as Lu Chuan clapped his hands, he felt that he had probably figured it out, but the truth of the matter should be more complicated than these.

After all, he still doesn't know why Minato sent himself back.

He looked at the translucent and radiant pillar in front of him, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it.

Well, glass feels, but is very hard.

This is something that exists in theory, and it cannot be crushed by physics.

Lu Chuan touched the glass pillar with a width of ten centimeters and no thickness.

He wanted to see what would happen if he gave this thing a "serious punch".

The system also reminded me just now that if this thing blocks the line of sight, he can help hide it, but he will still exist there.

As Lu Chuan walks and moves, he will become shorter when he squats down, and he will become taller when he stands up.

Thinking about it, Lu Chuan knocked on the translucent glass.

Dangdang twice, nothing happened.

"System, help me hide this thing, it's too obstructive."

Lu Chuan looked at the paradox pillar fixed in his direction, although his reincarnation eyes had a wide enough field of vision.

But there is a translucent pillar in the field of vision, no matter how you look at it, it is uncomfortable.

As the system "received", the pillar slowly disappeared from Lu Chuan's eyes.

He tried to straighten his hand and touched it forward.

Stretched legs, enough enough.

Well, I touched it, and it is still in the original position, roughly a point on a circle with my head as the center and the whole leg as the radius.

Thinking with some emotion, he didn't expect to think of such a mathematical style of previous life. Lu Chuan slowly opened the door and walked out of the room.

He didn't deliberately hide his breath, but glanced towards the river bank lightly.

Looking at Uchiha and the Senju clan who were trying to talk, Lu Chuan smiled from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, he saw a four or five-year-old child in dark clothes secretly observing him.

"what!"

After realizing that Lu Chuan saw him, the child from the Uchiha family yelled in surprise, and then threw the wooden Kunai in his hand in panic!

call out!

Although he is a child, as a child of the Uchiha clan, Kunai shuriken and other things are already very slippery.

Lu Chuan looked at the flying Kunai and was about to catch it and return it to the child when the flying speed of the wooden Kunai stopped abruptly.

when!

As if hitting something, there was a muffled sound of wood, and then it was bounced off and fell to the ground.

Lu Chuan looked at Kunai lying in the grass, and his expression became extremely exciting.

Chapter 104 - Farewell

"Ghost! Ghost!! Help——!"

The child of the Uchiha family looked at Kunai who suddenly fell vertically in mid-air, and was instantly terrified. He sat down in the grass, pointed at Lu Chuan with a shocked face and yelled.

Lu Chuan ignored the child, he stepped forward in a daze, and picked up the wooden kunai.

The kid in the dark clothes was not a fool either. Seeing that Lu Chuan didn't seem to care about his intentions, he quickly got up from the ground and ran away staggeringly.

Lu Chuan held the small kunai with one hand, and then aimed at the direction of the glass column produced by the time paradox in his memory, and threw it casually.

when!

Meaningless, the wooden Kunai hit the paradox column again, bounced with a dull sound, and then fell into the grass.

"This kind of thing is very outrageous..."