Dragon Ball Guilty

Feng Zi looked at Bulma's figure with burning eyes. He hadn't seen each other for three years and had been killing monsters in the dark demon world. Whenever he felt lonely, all the memories of searching for the Dragon Ball with Bulma would come to his mind. In , missing is never tired.

Bulma and Feng Zi looked at each other, their expressions conveying affection, and their bodies were shocked.

Feng Zi's eyes were filled with Bulma's delicate beauty like a hundred flowers blooming, and her body and mind were immersed in the warm atmosphere like the rising sun. He was a set of cold data, but I don't know when he had his own thinking consciousness, and Came to this very different world. Feng Zi didn't know what words to use to describe his feelings. This was the first time he felt that life was so beautiful and so attached.

In the deepest part of my heart, at the bottom, a little inexplicable touch is slowly peeking out, little by little, little by little, the feeling is both strange and familiar, what is it? What is it? oh! Feng Zi finally remembered that that touch was the death concern when fighting Asura to the death. Perhaps, that was Feng Zi's own...emotion! .

Feng Zi, you hateful guy, you are finally back! Bulma was uncharacteristically, her soft and melodious voice was like a gentle breeze blowing across the water, and the ripples were full of joy and tenderness with other meanings.

Feng Zi smiled and said: Buma, go cook for me! The slow and low voice was firm and powerful, with excitement and affection carrying a sonorous and powerful strength, revealing endless strength.

You're still the same, haha. Bulma said with a sweet smile. Feng Zi is back, and almost everyone feels the charm brought by Feng Zi. When a person is in a desperate situation, he always hopes that someone will rescue him, and this person is the spiritual pillar. In the minds of Bulma and others , this person’s name is... Feng Zi!

At this time, Shan Bolin got up from the ground in embarrassment and said in a hateful voice: Asshole! Who are you! His expression was extremely ferocious, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe him as gnashing his teeth at Feng Zi in front of him.

The person who wants your life! Feng Zi frowned, feeling disgusted for no reason, and replied coldly.

Shan Bolin's face changed, his eyes were bloodshot, like a devil, he shouted hoarsely: Asshole, you have angered me! After saying that, a layer of blood-smelling murderous aura filled the whole body, making people feel oppressed. of suffocation.

Come on! I've seen too many little monsters like you. Feng Zi snorted coldly and said with slight disdain. Shan Bolin, who had a bad temper, finally couldn't stand it anymore and rushed towards Feng Zi like a whirlwind, kicking off the battle.

Almost in a flash of light and shadow, Shan Bolin's fist struck Feng Zi at lightning speed. Feng Zi's eyes flashed with fierceness, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand and struck out with a straight punch like thunderbolt and lightning.

Bang——! A hurricane-like shock wave centered on the two of them, rolling up the soil and grass residue on the ground, and violently swept away in all directions, and Feng Zi's hair was blown by the fierce wind. Flying outward into the sky, his clothes clung to his body and swung wildly outwards. Suddenly, Feng Zi's fist burst out with blue lightning, and a surging force suddenly surged towards Shan Bolin.

Shan Bolin felt that his arm lost consciousness for a moment, and then, at the moment when his fists intersected, a terrifying force spread through his arm and spread throughout his body.

The hurricane rushed straight for more than ten meters before it stopped its momentum, following this shock wave. A large area of ​​clean area was cleared around the two of them; however, Shan Bolin, who was still full of murderous intent just now, Huh--! His body was like a cannonball, and after only a second of confrontation, he was shot away. . It flew backwards for more than ten meters, and finally crashed into the wall of the low turtle house behind with a bang.

The dust was flying, and Shan Bolin was lying on the remains of the woodblock. He spat out a mouthful of blood, but he suffered a fatal injury!

Feng Zi smiled coldly and walked slowly towards Shan Bolin. As the brilliance of his eyes gradually became brighter and brighter, Feng Zi's violent aura violently swept up the surrounding wood chips, rolling and stirring.

Feng Zi's face was unusually calm, but his eyes were emitting a strange blood light. Coupled with Feng Zi's waist-length hair that was dancing wildly in the wind behind his head, he looked like a ghost, fierce and fierce. .

You... Shan Bolin's eyes widened and he looked at Feng Zi standing in front of him in horror, feeling the same fear as he felt in front of the Big Demon King Piccolo.

Feng Zi smiled and said: Weak people don't deserve sympathy, just let me send you to hell, weirdo! After saying that, Feng Zi's fist fell violently, and the air around him exploded violently, and the energy that burst out was exciting. It shot like an arrow, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and hit Shan Bolin's chest directly, making a horrifying cry. Shan Bolin's chest was penetrated by a punch, and blood spattered everywhere. It was a horrifying scene.

First time killing someone! Feng Zi smiled, he clearly remembered when Bulma asked him, besides fighting monsters, what else would he do? I will also kill people...

(I wish you all a Happy New Year, and you are so awesome! Many fans have stopped updating, but Blood Flower persists...Thank you for your support in 2008. I will write even better in 2009!!!)