The turtle immortal took an arrow step and ran in front of Luo Qingchen, the speed was completely invisible, it was an old man who was about to die.

"Boy, give it to me." The turtle immortal said eagerly, and stretched out his hands towards the magazine in Luo Qingchen's hand.

Luo Qingchen smiled, did not stop him, and let the turtle immortal take the magazine in his hand.

As soon as the turtle immortal got the magazine, he couldn't wait to flip through it, his blood surged, his eyes were red, and he completely forgot that there were other people here, and the appearance of a worldly master just now also disappeared at once.

"Ahem......" Luo Qingchen couldn't help coughing twice, he didn't mind the turtle immortal's approach, however, Little Wukong was still here, he was still a child, so it was better to pay attention.

Hearing Luo Qingchen's cough, the turtle immortal also came back to his senses, knowing that now was not the time to read a book, and put away the magazine with an embarrassed face, and now there was a feeling of shame on his face.

Luo Qingchen saw that the turtle immortal accepted the magazine, and his heart was slightly distressed, you know, these things are also what he has collected for a long time, cough cough I didn't say anything.

"So, Turtle Immortal, you agreed to give me the Dragon Balls."

"This, this ......"

"Then please give me back the magazine."

The turtle fairy looked like a cat with its tail stepped on, and slammed it, "No, absolutely not, Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball I'll give it to you." ”

He gripped the magazines tightly with both hands, as if they were some precious treasure.

"Okay, okay, you want Dragon Balls, right, I'll give it to you." The turtle immortal said this, turned around and walked towards the side of the room, Luo Qingchen is a little Wukong, and naturally he is also following.

The three of them came to a grocery hut filled with all sorts of strange things.

The turtle immortal walked in, lowered his head, and searched carefully, and a burst of dust flew, as if it had not been cleaned for a long time.

After a while, the turtle immortal stopped, holding an orange-yellow bead in one hand and a red stick in the other.

"Here you go, Dragon Ball." The turtle immortal threw the beads in his hand to Luo Qingchen, a look of indifference, for a martial arts master like him, making a wish or something has long been not what he is pursuing, only himself is the highest pursuit.

Luo Qingchen took the dragon ball, and his heart was excited, now, the seven dragon balls were all collected, that is to say, he could leave this world that was about to be destroyed at any time.

Luo Qingchen subconsciously glanced at Little Wukong, and saw that he was also looking at the dragon ball in his hand excitedly, he was happy for himself, he was really a good boy, but his eyes were slightly dim.

"Thank you, Turtle Immortal."

"No thanks, we're just exchanging." The turtle immortal waved his hand, and looked at Sun Wukong on the side, "Child, this is for you, it can be regarded as a gift for you." ”

Saying that, the turtle fairy put the red stick in Sun Wukong's hand, "This stick, called the Ruyi stick, was obtained by me in the outside world back then, it can be stretched and retracted, and it can be regarded as a good baby." ”

"Stretch freely?" Little Wukong looked curiously at the wishful stick in his hand.

"Yes, you can give it a try."

Little Wukong looked at the wishful stick and said tentatively, "Long!" ”

Suddenly, the red wishful stick became a lot longer in an instant, it was really interesting, and Little Wukong seemed to have found a fun toy, and he was reluctant to let go.

"Long, long, long, short, short, short."

The wishful stick is in the hands of Little Wukong, changing arbitrarily, one will be long, and the other will be short.

Seeing Little Wukong's happy appearance, Turtle Immortal and Luo Qingchen couldn't help but smile, he was just a child.

Looking at Little Wukong's innocent smile, the Turtle Immortal didn't know what he thought of again, "Little Wukong, I'll give you another gift, but that gift depends on yourself, whether you can use it or not." ”

"What gift, what gift?"

The turtle immortal came to the open space in front of the hut, looked up to the sky, and then, full of energy, shouted in a hearty voice, "somersault clouds!! ”

Little Wukong looked up, the sky, cloudless, a piece of blue, uh, no, a little yellow thing, was approaching, and then, in the next moment, it was above the island and fell.

Only then did Little Wukong see that it was a cloud, a yellow cloud, which looked like a marshmallow.

"Haha, little Wukong, this is the somersault cloud, and it is also the treasure I got from the outside." The Turtle Immortal walked up to the somersault cloud and explained, "However, only innocent-hearted people can sit on the somersault cloud, just like me. ”

Saying that, the turtle immortal climbed up the somersault cloud by himself, and then, without accident, fell down, Luo Qingchen on the side couldn't help but show a crying and laughing expression, if you are innocent in your heart, then this world is really hopeless.

"Ahem, this is just an accident, it's an accident." The turtle immortal's face was not red at all, and then he poked the somersault cloud twice with his cane, as if complaining that it did not give face.

"The one over there, why don't you give it a try?" The turtle immortal looked at Luo Qingchen.

"No, immortal, I don't have to." Luo Qingchen is still a little self-aware, he is by no means an innocent person, so he still doesn't want to lose this face.

However, hearing Luo Qingchen's refusal, the turtle immortal shook his head, revealing a look of pity, this look, is it really good, is it still an immortal, is there such an immortal.

"Goku, you go give it a try."

"Okay, uncle." Little Wukong stood aside, he had long been very interested in somersault clouds, and when he heard that he could give it a try, he immediately ran over.

In three or two clicks, Little Wukong climbed up the somersault cloud, and then, standing on it steadily, as if standing on the ground, without the slightest discomfort, sure enough, Little Wukong is a real innocent person.

"It's fun." Little Wukong jumped twice on the somersault cloud, soft, "somersault cloud, fly." ”

"Whoa!!" As soon as the words fell, the somersault cloud rushed into the sky, leaving a yellow trail in the blue sky, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared in front of the eyes of the two.

Sure enough, without the somersault cloud and the golden hoop stick, can Sun Wukong still be called Sun Wukong.

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