"No! If you put it on, you will definitely say that I am a pervert who is excited to wear women's clothing! No way!"

At the critical moment, Matian Falcon picked up his self-esteem and integrity as a boy in time. He stopped his horse, quickly shrank his body, and crawled out from Yasuko's waist.

After running out of four positions, he raised his fists high, like a martyr swearing: "I will definitely not wear women's clothing!"

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

Zhentian Falcon curled his lips and said disgustingly: "I really dare to say that I'm obviously an old lady--"

BOOM!

The second time he stepped on a landmine, Yasuo Zi threw a "kind" look at Matoshi Falcon, and then Matoshi Falcon was successful in his death.

Ten minutes later, Zhentian Falcon fell to the ground and twitched all over, his clothes were messy. At first glance, he looked like a patient suffering from epilepsy. Who knew what he had experienced.

The Shin-Falcon raised his hand tremblingly, pointed at Yasuo-Zi and said, "Don't... don't be proud, you will regret it in the future! Thirty years of Hedong, thirty years of HB, don't bully the young man cute! Uh, bah! Don't bully the young man poor!"

"Then I'll look forward to it a little." Yasuo-So planned to go step by step, but suddenly he asked Matian Falcon to wear women's clothing as soon as he came up. The difficulty was indeed a bit high. So let's start with a light adjustment. This time she did not let Matian Falcon wear maid clothes, but deacon's clothes. On the condition of helping with work, Matian Falcon was allowed to put things here and... live there.

Zhentian Falcon weighed the pros and cons, and took advantage of others' benefits, so he could not make up for it without doing something, so he agreed.

As for why I opened the fourth-dimensional storage space and connected with Yakumo Zi? This mystery is unknown.

The real heaven falcon also avoids worrying about the details. It’s enough to use it now. Why do you care about so many things? Do you also need to know how the chef cooks it when you eat?

After reaching an agreement with Yakumo Zi, Matian Falcon withdrew from the space and continued to search for Dragon Ball. He had no extra time to waste. He had to strive to make a wish to the Dragon as soon as possible and become a Saiyan, and then return to the main world to save Ram and Rem.

After the Masashita Falcon left, Yasuo Zi looked at the other side of the realm, thinking about something.

“It’s been 20 years…”

****

After exiting from the gap, the True Heaven Falcon reappeared in the forest before entering, and was still on the familiar tree, but it was night before, and now it was daytime.

Around them are towering trees covering the sky. The sun shines in through the gaps of the green leaves and falls to the ground to form mottled light and shadows. Occasionally, the breeze blows by and sways. The wind is mixed with the fresh fragrance of nature's flowers.

The True Heaven Falcon took out the Dragon Ball radar for detection. The nearest dragon ball needs to be about 3 kilometers north.

3 kilometers, not far.

The True Heaven Falcon flew over with the air dance technique.

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

A huge black bear demon waved the nine-ring sword that matched its size, and beat the martial artist who came to fight it to the point of falling flowers and flowing water. Several corpses were already lying on the ground. Judging from the shape of the wound, there was no doubt that it was killed under the nine-ring sword.

The world of Dragon Ball was originally similar to Journey to the West, and also had monsters with a strong ancient style. If I hadn't seen Buma appear in a small car, I would have thought this was a story that happened in ancient times. I remember that Dragon Ball had a special term, calling these monsters "animal humans", and the president was still a dog-headed man.

"Hahahaha! What's wrong? Are all martial artists nowadays waste?"

The black bear spirit spoke and mocked the martial artists who challenged him.

The black bear monster's fur is dark and shiny, with hair as thick as a steel needle. It stands upright for more than 4 meters. There is a scar on the right eye, which is blind. However, this did not damage its combat effectiveness, but it showed more fierceness. This is a proof of glory, which means that it had a dangerous battle and successfully survived as a winner.

At this time, only a few martial artists were able to stand and fight, and they were all injured.

One of the old men was gray-haired and wearing a double-breasted kung fu suit. He was seventy-six years old and still energetic, old and strong. His forehead was left with a wound because of the fight just now, and blood was flowing out through the wound, dyeing half of his face red.

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

The master was unmoved. A pair of sharp eyes locked at the black bear spirit tightly, and did not dare to be distracted by one ten thousand. He shouted without looking back: "It's okay, concentrate! Now is the time to fight against a strong enemy, use all the moves and moves of the Flowing Water and Broken Rock Fist you have learned in your life!"

Another disciple was so sad that he was already scared by the black bear genitals, and begged: "Master, let's retreat. Several senior brothers and junior brothers have died in Jiuquan. We are no match for this black bear genitals at all!"

When fighting, the most feared thing is this tone. Once this is said, morale will be greatly damaged. The sad and desperate atmosphere will be transmitted to others, causing the entire team to shake the morale and retreat without fighting. In the war period, such a person who disrupts the morale of the army will be immediately sentenced to death by the generals.

Such words are unspeakable, and they are bad things as soon as they are said.

Sure enough, the remaining disciples were influenced by the man and said discouraged: "This is impossible to win. This black bear spirit has at least 500 combat power! Even if we all go together, we are not opponents."

"Ah! I don't want to die yet! How can we win such a powerful character?"

"Leave the destructive things to eliminate harm to the people to others! Even life safety cannot be guaranteed, so why should you be a hero!"

After hearing this, the master was furious in an instant, and could no longer maintain the mentality of a martial artist, and scolded: "Are you still a martial artist like this? How do I teach you usually? Martial arts are to help the weak. If you only want to be selfish, how can you be a martial artist?"

The disciple muttered, "Even if you say that, Master, this black bear spirit is really too strong. I can't do anything to die in vain."

"Forget it!"

The master scolded angrily, no longer expecting his disciples who did not practice enough to fight the black bear demon alone.

The Black Bear Demon has good sword skills and is extremely powerful. He waved the huge Nine-ring sword and cut the air open. The only weakness is that the speed is not fast enough, with the power of a bear, but not the speed of a leopard.

"call!"

"call!"

The wind roared, and the master relied on his superb and flexible body movements to intervene. He flashed through the black bear spirit's big fast sword before he dared to seize the opportunity and quickly punched a few close forces.

"Dong!"

After the master flashed through the Nine-ring Sword, he rushed towards the Black Bear Spirit from the bottom, jumped up, and punched with a dark force, struggling to hit it hard.

"Did it work?" the disciple exclaimed.

It would be fine if I didn't say this, but when I said it, it became a joke of a slap in the face. The black bear spirit smiled heartily and said, "Haha, is that all? It doesn't hurt or itchy at all. My big knife is already hungry and thirsty!"

"not good!"

The master who instinctively sensed danger rolled on the spot.

"Click!"

The black bear demon swung his sword, and a big tree that needed three adults to embrace collapsed, leaving a smooth stump.

Several disciples burst into a cold sweat. If the master hadn't reacted quickly, he would have ended up like this tree and cut it off in half. Even the master of the village's No. 1 martial artist can only be ranked second. Wouldn't they be even more useless? After all, the master also participated in the No. 1 martial arts meeting in the world and won the third place. This is an amazing honor.

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

Just as the disciples were still immersed in sighing, the master started fighting with the Black Bear Spirit again. Unfortunately, the master is old and his physical strength is still not as strong as that of the young people. Even if he can keep up with the reaction, his body cannot act in time.

"Tieshan Kuang!"

The black bear demon suddenly turned sideways and recklessly. After all, the master was unable to dodge it in time. He took a heavy blow, as if it was a shell that was shot out, and it almost hit the tree trunk again, breaking three big trees in succession before removing the impact force and stopping.

"puff!"

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

"Master!" The disciples shouted at each other and ran towards the master in tears.

A disciple helped the master up from the ground, bent his arms to the back of his head, and cried and said, "Master, don't die!"

"Haha..." The master's mouth was covered with blood. In order not to worry the disciples, he tried hard to squeeze out a smile and comforted the disciples and said, "Don't worry, my old body... can fight again... five hundred years! Cough!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I spit out another mouthful of old blood. How could I look like I could fight for another 500 years? My soul is flying out! Hello!

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

"It's over." The same thought came to the heads of all the disciples. This is the so-called disease called "despair". It's so bitter. I deeply feel that I am weak and incompetent, and I can do nothing, and I can only accept the coming death.

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

The master was stunned. Isn’t this seeking death? Out of kindness, he ignored his injuries and shouted: “Hey! Come back quickly! That’s the black bear spirit who killed countless people!”

"Hehe, who am I? It turns out that he is a child with tender skin and tender flesh. He happened to stew it tonight to make some wine."

The black bear spirit slashed at the True Heaven Falcon with a knife. Unexpectedly, he did not dodge or dodge, as if an old witch had a spell that could not be moved, standing there blankly.

"Ah! He was so scared that he couldn't move! Go and save him!" The master was anxious. No matter what, it was a life!

Let’s not mention whether the disciples have the courage. Even if they have it, they can’t get through. They can only watch the butcher knife fall down, and then the boy is chopped into meat sauce.

"boom!"

People first heard a loud sound of steel, followed by the sound of the ground collapse. With the boy as the center, a round pit with a radius of two meters sunk into the ground.

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

The imagined plot did not happen. The boy actually took the black bear spirit with just his body and a small hand!
Chapter completed!