The hovering spaceship is like a lighthouse in the long night, showing the way to the lost lamb. In the eyes of the victims, that place was heaven, full of hope for life.

The long snake-like team, all the way down, there are only two or three hundred people left. Overwhelmed, one by one Nameks lacked physical strength, and they didn't have time to rescue, but fortunately Kling arrived immediately. Piccolo wiped the sweat from his head and said:

"Klin, look at this group of people, I'm going to move the spaceship!"

Fly to the sky. Kling was busy beckoning the crowd onwards.

Suddenly, a dazzling flash of light streaked across the sky.

"Hey! Isn't that our Dragon Ball?! ”

The voices in the crowd, Clint looked up, and it turned out to be two men in combat uniforms. Look again, a curve, piccolo in front of the two men.

"Hey, Guise! Didn't you say you had already killed him? What's going on?! ”

Likum dragged the seven dragon balls floating in the air, and Gies was speechless, carrying the Great Elder, staring at the piccolo, also puzzled. Fiddling with the combat power tester on his face, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

The planet changed, and Guise and Likum knew that the situation was not right, so they came out of the cave and ran to the Kiniu spaceship, but unfortunately fell into the deep ravine one by one. It's getting late, looking for the light hanging in the air, planning to snatch the spaceship, and then escape.

Move your body, your bones rattle. The road is narrow, and Dragon Ball is still the Great Elder, or Gith and Licum! Piccolo consciousness, inexplicable anger.

"Whoosh!"

Clint flew over to Piccolo and stared at the two men.

"Spread out!"

Pushing Kling away, he punches Keith at him. Gies threw the Grand Elder at Licum, grinning, as if he couldn't ask for it.

"Waste, do you want to die again?"

Suddenly, a punch hit Gise in the cheek. The smell of blood, Guise staggered to the side, sniffed, and cried out in horror:

"Impossible! In such a short time, it is impossible! ”

Combat power tester, displaying:

Piccolo, with a combat power of 870,000.

Taking a few steps back, Keith threw the instrument and looked at the piccolo, his eyes widening. Curious about what was happening, Likum took the instrument.

"Beep!"

It was quiet.

The sky was like fireworks, two waves of flames, and the last breath of the Kinewt team disappeared.

"You've hid deep enough!"

Dumbfounded, in just a few minutes, two strong enemies were solved. Clint was incredulous, and with a kingly smile, Piccolo said:

"This is just the beginning, don't be surprised. Sun Wukong is not my opponent! Ha ha! ”

Guiding the ship, one by one the Nameks boarded the ship. The Namek, which was full of spaceships, Bulma pointed to Klint and asked anxiously:

"What about Goku and Klin!"

When he first woke up from a dream, Kling patted his bald head, and was so busy forgetting about it for a while. With a move of the tentacles, the piccolo smelled the breath. I opened the hatch and flew out.

"Let's fight it out, Yamucha!"

Standing in front of Yamucha is the Super Saiyan Monkey King. The fire of anger burns in the heart, the lightning flashes, and the planet is cracking.

Ready to pose, Yamucha sneered:

"Okay, don't be like on Earth, you can't carry a single move!"

As soon as the words fell, a punch was punched in Yamucha's face. You can't even catch a shadow!

"This punch is for Bulma!"

The wind was galloping, and he was kicked heavily in the stomach, but Yamucha still couldn't keep up with him at all.

"This kick is for Zhizhi!"

Wiping away the embarrassment, Yamucha concentrated, a move that both of them were familiar with. Sun Wukong smiled lightly and then put on the appearance of turtle school qigong.

"Turtle Pie!"

"Qigong!"

Two completely different beams of light, the fire of the moth, how can they compete with the sun and the moon! Unable to resist it, Yamucha's body machinery seemed to be about to shatter.

"20x Realm King Fist!"

"Click."

The gears of the machinery began to break, and his turtle qi skill instantly became several times thicker. It's just that it's simple, making the qigong on the opposite side a little slower.

Limited.

I only blame myself, I am still so powerless.

Suddenly, Wukong's hand moved, and qigong rushed through his face. The winner's smile swiped the ground, and Goku regained his breath and changed back to his normal form.

"That's enough, Yamucha. It's time to go back, Bulma is still worried about you. ”

Yes, he's getting stronger, and he's getting stronger. From now on, as long as you protect Bulma, as long as you don't bother, then...

Something strange came from the nerves, and Yamucha finally sensed that something didn't seem right!

What about the Vegetas?!

"What are you two doing! Dragon Ball has been found! Go back! ”

It's Piccolo.

Namek, the fluctuations from the inner shell, the magma could not bear it, and it erupted. A 100-meter-high magma fountain with black clouds in the sky, the world seems to have returned to the original time of creation. In the sky, intertwined thunderbolts and lightning, on the ground, an abyss sea of fire.

Bulma operated the ship, dodging left and right, and a room of Nameks shook up and vomited, stinking in a stinking piece.

Three rays of light, piercing the ship. There was an accelerated roar, and with the violent explosion of Namek, the group finally stepped into their way home.

Doing good deeds comes at a price. At this moment, the spacecraft did not even have a place to stand, and the space that originally accommodated a maximum of 20 people was forced to squeeze 400 people. People are sticking to people, Wukong sticks to the ceiling of the spaceship, Piccolo... It's green, and it's hard to tell where people are. Kling is the most dangerous, leaning against the hatch, behind which is the infinite universe.

At this moment, Yamucha pressed on Bulma's body, and he didn't dare to move. The warm body, the beating heart, even the slight sound of breathing can be heard clearly.

A blushing and innocent girl, pink clouds all over her cheeks.

"Bulma..."

I have never seen Yamucha so gentle and affectionate. With a soft sound, like the whistle of a train, Bulma's heart beat like the wheels thumping.

"Huh?"

Flushed with a high fever, Bulma didn't know what else he would say or do. Yamucha is a young boy who is young and in love, and sometimes pretending not to understand is the most wonderful romance.

But he wasn't.

"If your future... Husband, it's not that you're now... What would you do with your favorite boyfriend? ”

Yamucha, who had no heartbeat, didn't know what was going on, and her whole body shook unconsciously. Desperately squeezing and turning his face, not looking at Bulma. I'm afraid, I'm afraid to hear the voice in my heart and see those things that will happen soon.

"Poof!"

Wan'er smiled, and Bulma covered her mouth and laughed. Bulma, who has read the diary, knows a lot. In the year she disappeared, she should have known that Yamucha had never left her.

Stuck in the heavy rain, an umbrella appeared by my side every time. Night after night, I love to beat the quilt, but I always cover it neatly in the morning. Bulma is always in a hurry, but she doesn't know when, the room or the office, and the detailed little notes are pasted on the drawers. Messy room, every weekend, just wake up, clean like another world.

Bulma's world could not have been without him.

Fragrant hands, Yamucha unconsciously followed the hand, turned back. Looking at each other, in the eyes of the water spirit, Yamucha saw his humble figure. Just like this, she will always only deserve to live in a corner of her heart.

"Are you worried about yourself, or are you worried about Vegeta?"

With a tremor in her heart, Yamucha unconsciously brushed her tears. The tear ducts, which had long dried up, for some reason, were appropriately resurrected.

As fate would have it, nothing could defy fate. disappointed again and again, Yamucha felt that she was indeed unworthy of living by her side. The princess's hands should be led by the prince, not by herself who lives like a frog.

Such warmth, in Bulma's arms, is a matter of day. The two of them hugged each other and cried, they didn't have to think about anything, they didn't have to ask anything.

"What if fate isn't the best? Would you be willing to put out the fire for me? Yamu tea. ”

Eyes are moving, souls are intertwined. Kissing lightly on the thin lips, perhaps it is the best answer for Yamucha now.