"No! If I wore it, you would definitely say that I was a pervert who was excited to wear women's clothes! No way! ”

At the last moment, Matenfala picked up his self-esteem and discipline as a boy in time, reined in the precipice, shrank down agilely, and drilled out of Yakumo's waist. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After running out of the 4th position, he raised his fist high, like a martyr's oath: "I, absolutely no women's clothes!" ”

Yakumo Zi was disappointed, but it seemed that he didn't expect to succeed at the beginning, so he quickly accepted the status quo and pursed his lips and chuckled: "This reaction is also cute, my sister's heart is doki~doki." ”

The true heavenly falcon pursed his lips and said in disgust: "I really dare to say it, it's obviously an old lady-"

BOOM！

The second time he stepped on the mine, Yakumo Purple threw a 'kind' look at the True Celestial Falcon, and then the True Celestial Falcon succeeded in his death.

Ten minutes later, the Falcon fell to the ground, convulsing all over, his clothes disheveled, and at first glance he looked like a patient with epilepsy, and the devil knows what he had been through.

The True Heavenly Falcon raised his hand tremblingly, pointed at Yakumo Purple and said, "Don't... Don't get complacent, you'll regret it later! Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years of HB don't bully young people! Uh, phew! Don't bully young people into poverty! ”

"Then I'll look forward to it." Yakumo Zi planned to go step by step, and suddenly as soon as she came up, she asked the true heavenly falcon to wear women's clothes, and the difficulty was really a little high, so start with a light adjustment, this time she didn't let the real heavenly falcon wear a maid suit, but a deacon suit, on the condition of opening a help to work, allowing the real heavenly falcon to put things here and... Reside.

Zhentian Falcon weighed the pros and cons, taking advantage of others himself, how could he not do something to make up for it, so he agreed.

As for why opening the four-dimensional storage space by yourself is connected to the gap between Yakumo Murasaki? The mystery is unknown.

The real falcon also saves from worrying about those side details, as long as it can be used now, why do you care so much, do you still need to know how the chef cooks it when you eat?

After reaching an agreement with Yakumo Murasaki, Matenfala withdrew from the space and continued to look for the Dragon Ball, he had no extra time to waste, he had to try to make a wish to the dragon as soon as possible to become a Saiyan, and then return to the main world to save Ram and Rem.

After the True Heavenly Falcon left, Yakumo Zi looked at the other side of the realm and thought thoughtfully.

"It's been 20 years..."

****

Exiting from the gap, the true falcon reappeared in the forest before entering, still on the familiar tree, but it was night before, and now it was day.

Surrounded by towering trees that shade the sky, the sunlight pours in through the gaps in the green leaves, falling to the ground to form a dappled light and shadow, and occasionally the breeze blows and swayes, and the wind is mixed with the fresh fragrance of nature's flowers.

The True Sky Falcon took out the Dragon Ball radar to detect, and the nearest Dragon Ball was about 3 kilometers to the north.

3 km, not far.

The True Sky Falcon flew over with the Sky Dancing Technique.

At the same time, a fierce battle was taking place somewhere in the forest 3 kilometers away.

A huge black bear spirit wielded the nine-ring knife that matched its size, and beat the martial artists who came to crusade against it to the ground, and there were already several corpses lying on the ground, judging from the shape of the wound, there was no doubt that they were killed under the nine-ring knife.

The world of Dragon Ball was similar to Journey to the West at the beginning, with the same monsters, and a strong ancient style, if it weren't for seeing Boomer in a car, I would have thought it was a story that happened in ancient times.

"Hahahaha! What's wrong? Are the current martial artists all waste? ”

The black bear spirit spat out and laughed at the martial artists who challenged him.

The black bear's fur is dark and shiny, the hair is as thick as a steel needle, it stands upright for more than 4 meters, and there is a scar on the right eye, which is blind, but this does not damage its combat effectiveness, but it is more ferocious, which is a proof of glory, which means that it has had a dangerous fight and successfully survived as a victor.

At this time, there were only a few martial artists left who could still stand and fight, and all of them were wounded.

One of the old men was gray-haired, dressed in a placket kung fu suit, seventy-six years old, still in good spirits, old and strong, and his forehead was left with a wound because of the hand-to-hand of the right talent, and the blood was flowing out through this wound, staining half of his face red.

The disciple shouted in a panic: "Master, you are bleeding!" ”

The old master was unmoved, a pair of sharp eyes locked on the black bear spirit, not daring to have a ten-thousandth distraction, and shouted without looking back: "It's okay, concentrate!" Now is the time to fight against a strong enemy, and use all the moves you have learned in your life, Flowing Water Rock Fist! ”

Another disciple cried and mourned, already frightened by the black bear spirit, and prayed: "Master, let's retreat, there have been several senior brothers and junior disciples who have lost their lives in Jiuquan, and we are not the opponent of this black bear spirit at all!" ”

When fighting, what I am most afraid of is this kind of tune, as soon as these words come out, the morale will be greatly damaged, and the atmosphere of sadness and despair will be transmitted to other people, so that the whole team will be shaken by the morale of the army, and retreat without a fight.

This kind of thing is not to be said, and it is a bad thing to say it.

Sure enough, the remaining disciples were affected by that person, and they all said angrily: "This is impossible to win, this black bear spirit has at least more than 500 combat power!" Even if all of us go together, we are no opponents. ”

"Ahh I don't want to die yet! With such a powerful character, how can we win? ”

"Leave the bad things for the people to do! Even the safety of life cannot be guaranteed, what kind of hero should you be! ”

When the old master heard this, he was furious in an instant, and he could no longer maintain the mentality of a martial artist Ming Jing to stop the water, and scolded: "Are you still martial artists like this!?" How do I teach you? Martial arts exist to hoe the strong and help the weak, if you only think about selfishness, how can you be a martial artist? ”

The disciple muttered: "Even if you say so, master, this black bear spirit is really too strong, and I can't do it for nothing." ”

"That's it!"

The old master scolded angrily, no longer expecting his disciples who did not practice enough, and fought with the black bear spirit alone.

The black bear spirit makes a good knife technique, and the power is infinite, wielding a huge nine-ring knife, slashing the air, the only weakness is that the speed is not fast enough, there is the strength of a bear, but there is no speed of a leopard.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

The wind was howling, and the master relied on his superb and flexible body to maneuver around, and the big fast knife that flashed the black bear essence dared to seize the opportunity and quickly hit a few punches at close range.

"Boom!"

After the master flashed the nine-ring knife, he rushed towards the black bear spirit from under the oblique sky, jumped up, and punched it hard under its ribs.

"Did it work!?" The disciple exclaimed.

It's okay not to say this, but when I say it, it becomes a joke in the face, and the black bear laughs heartily: "Haha, is that it?" It doesn't hurt at all, my big knife is already! ”

"Not good!"

The old master, who instinctively sensed the danger, rolled on the spot.

"Click!"

The black bear spirit blade swung through, and a large tree that required three adults to wrap around collapsed, leaving a smooth stump.

Several disciples broke out in a cold sweat, if it weren't for the master's quick reaction, I'm afraid that the end would be the same as this tree, cut off at the waist, and even the master of the first martial artist in the village could only be ranked lower, wouldn't they be even more useless? The master also went to participate in the world's No. 1 martial arts meeting and won the third place, which is a great honor.

Despite this, it is still no match for this black bear spirit.

Just when the disciples were still immersed in sighing, the master fought with the black bear spirit again, but it was a pity that the master was old, and his physical strength was still inferior to that of the young man, even if he could keep up, his body could not act in time.

"Iron Mountain!"

The black bear spirit suddenly turned sideways and recklessly, and the old master couldn't dodge it in time after all, so he ate a heavy blow, as if it was a cannonball that was shot out, and hit the trunk of the tree quickly and fiercely, breaking three big trees in succession before unloading the impact and stopping.

"Poof!"

The old master fell to the ground, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of old blood, dying.

"Master!" The disciples shouted in unison and ran away towards the master in tears.

One of the disciples lifted the master up from the ground, put his arm on the back of his head, and cried, "Master, don't die!" ”

"Hehe..." the old master had blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, in order not to worry the disciples, he tried to squeeze out a smile, comforted the disciples and said, "Don't worry, my old body... Can you fight again... Five hundred years! Ahem! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he spit out another mouthful of old blood, where does this look like he can fight for another 500 years? The souls are flying out! Feed!

The black bear spirit walked slowly with a big knife and said with a cruel smile: "Don't worry, you will be reunited in the underworld soon." ”

"It's over." The same thought came to the minds of all the disciples, this is the so-called, the disease called 'despair', so bitter, deeply aware of their own weakness and incompetence, they could not do anything but accept the impending death.

At this moment, an ordinary man walked out of the forest, passed by the master and disciples, and walked straight towards the black bear spirit.

The old master was stunned, isn't this self-defeating? Out of kindness, he ignored his injuries and shouted, "Hey! Come back soon! That's the black bear spirit that has killed countless people! ”

"Who am I? It turned out to be a baby with fine skin and tender meat, and it happened to be stewed tonight as a snack for alcohol. ”

The black bear spirit slashed at the true falcon with a knife, who knew that he didn't dodge or dodge, as if he had been spelled by an old witch to not move, and stood in place dumbfounded.

"Ahh He was so scared that he couldn't move! Go and save him! "The master is in a hurry, no matter what, it's also a human life!

Not to mention whether the disciples have the courage or not, even if they do, they can't catch up, they can only watch the butcher's knife fall, and then the boy is chopped into meat sauce.

"Boom!"

The sound of steel was heard first, followed by the sound of the ground collapsing, and a circular crater with a radius of two meters was created under the ground, centered on the boy.

The black bear spirit was stunned, the master was stunned, and the disciples were also stunned.

The imaginary plot did not happen, and this young man actually took a knife from the black bear spirit with only his physical body and a small hand!

You know, this knife can easily cut through the treasure of the towering ancient tree! And the black bear has infinite energy, and it is even more terrifying to wield, but he actually took it, and took it with one hand!?