"Why is a man sitting here?"

In a corner of the Temple of the Celestials, Carrot El was wearing a superhuman Kryptonian suit, and at this time, like a stone sculpture, sat alone on the edge of the temple, lonely and submerged in the darkness.

Bulma held her bulging belly, wrapped the blanket around her body, and slowly sat down beside him.

"Fortunately, I don't have a fear of heights, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to sit here with you."

Looking at the man's tightly knit brow, Bulma gently

"American Comics: God of the World, Saiyan Half-Blood Krypton" Chapter 220 The conference is open! It's a bloody battle! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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