People in Dragon Ball, get the sign-in system at the beginning

Wukong couldn't wait to start gravity training.

The others went back to their respective rooms.

Jiang Ling looked at Monkey King in the gravity room and left.

You have to let Wukong get used to it first, so that you can prepare for your own plan.

Having nothing to do, Jiang Ling walked Dada back to his room.

However, on the specially customized big bed in the room, Bulma's eyes were like silk, and she was having a good time with every gesture, exuding endless charm.

Jiang Ling looked at Bulma who was in a concave shape on the bed, and picked up the hot water soaked with goji berries on the table.

He took a sip without haste.

There is not even a trace of waves in my heart.

"Bulma, you have to know that things take a long time."

"What do you mean?"

"I just want something good. Just go to the corner of the table and grind the corner of the bed by yourself. Don't bother me all the time."

The corner of Jiang Ling's mouth curled into a wicked smile.

He is good at everything, but he likes to tease Bulma.

Seeing Bulma's savage and considerate appearance at night is his greatest hobby now.

"!!!"

Bulma was a little shocked.

This is not like the Jiang Ling I know.

Did you do too much?No more?

Or have another woman?

No, with his ability, five women in one night is not a problem.

"What's wrong with you? Are you angry? I've been busy transforming the spaceship these days. I'm too tired at night. I haven't made love to you for several days. It's my fault, okay..."

Bulma took Jiang Ling's arm and acted softly.

Seeing this, Jiang Ling quickly explained.

"It's not what you think, it's just that I love you and I'm afraid you're too tired."

There was a smile in Bulma's eyes, "I didn't say I was tired, what are you afraid of."

"That's all right." Jiang Ling spread his hands and grabbed Bulma's slender waist: "However, your strength has to be improved, so that you won't be too tired."

"You are quite right, but cultivation is not my hobby, it is too hard for me, the most important thing is to have muscles.

I still like the feeling of using my brain in the laboratory. "

For others, using brains is more uncomfortable than killing him, but Bulma feels that using brains in the laboratory is her greatest hobby, and she is free and content.

"Then I'll think of a way."

Jiang Ling thought about it. The mutated fairy bean seeds planted before grew very fast. They had already grown up when they boarded the spaceship, and they probably matured when they came back.

This just allows Bulma to try how much strength he can improve.

When Jiang Ling thought of having a hearty battle with Bulma in the future, he couldn't wait.

"Then shall we come now?" Bulma blinked.

"Come here, whoever is afraid!"

Jiang Ling took a breath and accepted Bulma's love.

The lights are off.

Only one lamp remains.

Reflect the shadows of the two on the wall.

The shadow is getting closer...

The room is filled with spring colors, and light and shadows flicker on the walls.

Jiang Ling was very involved, and Bulma was also relaxed.

Compose a beautiful movement together.

Through the glass windows on the ceiling, you can also see the scenery of the universe.

Don't have a taste.

Because the room is deliberately installed with soundproof materials, no one will know what they are doing.

A room not far away.

Piccolo's ears moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Then close your hearing.

e=(?o｀)sigh

.........

Before I knew it, a few days passed.

Bulma was wearing a suit of underwear, bored on the bed watching TV.

Jiang Ling had nothing to do, so he stopped by a few rooms to see how they were doing.

Kling practiced alone in his room.

Gohan may have practiced, he was doing his homework on the desk.

"Gohan, you're working so hard."

Jiang Ling smiled.

Sun Wuhan put down his pen and scratched his head: "Hey, my mother said that these homework must be finished, if you don't finish it..."

Thinking of the consequences, this Gohan with more than 1000 fighting strength became annoyed.

"come on!"

Jiang Ling patted Gohan on the shoulder, then turned and walked towards Piccolo's room.

Da da da.

knocking.

"Come in."

Piccolo's voice came out.

Jiang Ling opened the door and leaned against the door frame.

"Hey, isn't this Piccolo? I haven't seen you for a few days and you're still practicing?"

Piccolo glanced at it, and said lightly: "Only by continuous practice can you surpass Monkey King."

"Old Bi, your current strength is very different from Wukong, and you are divided into two with the gods. I don't think you can surpass Monkey King."

Piccolo's face darkened slightly.

"So you came here to mock me?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant."

Jiang Ling waved his hand, took out two bottles of wine from the system space, and threw one over.

Bic usually eats mainly through photosynthesis with two antennae, and synthesizes starch to meet the daily needs of the body.

But he has all the basic organs in his body, and he can still eat.

Piccolo took the beer and looked at Jiang Ling, "What are you trying to say?"

Jiang Ling smiled and took a sip of the wheat drink:

"Nothing, it's just that I think that you and the gods have a life connection, and they are one. Have you ever thought about reuniting as one person?"

"No." Piccolo shook his head resolutely, "Although we have a life link, we are two individuals after all. I don't want to be him, and he doesn't want to be me."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly realized: "It has nothing to do with strength, does it?"

"Yes, it has a lot to do with it."

"How to say?"

"If you merge with the gods, according to my estimation, your strength will be increased by a hundred times! And the personality can be led by the gods, or it can be you, it depends on how you discuss it."

"Oh? I don't believe it. Where did you know that?" Piccolo looked at him suspiciously.

It's not his fault for thinking too much. For example, if someone comes to you for no reason and says you have a son, you won't believe it.

"Believe it or not." Jiang Ling drank the last sip of beer, turned and left.

Seeing his leaving figure, Piccolo's eyes flickered.

I thought to myself.

If what Jiang Ling said is true...

That would be a hole card, if you meet an enemy you really can't beat, you can try it.

With this in mind, Piccolo picked up the beer and drank it down.

Throw away distracting thoughts and continue to practice.

.........

Namek.

in a village.

Holding up laser guns, Frieza's soldiers gathered dozens of Namek villagers together and massacred them wantonly!

Green blood splattered, screams one after another.

Frieza was sitting in the stroller, carrying Dodoria, and Sabo's left and right hands slowly appeared.

"Hohohoho, I didn't expect that there are only a few people in this small village."

The village was slaughtered to the point where only the leading elder remained.

The elder was thin and squinting.

"Damn outsiders, do you know what you did! You will get retribution!"

Frieza waved his hand gracefully, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "I don't care, my purpose is to get the wishing beads."

The skinny elder had a gloomy expression when he heard the words: "If you want to make a wishing bead, you must pass the test given by me. If you want to make a wish, you must collect all seven."

Speaking of this, the elder paused, glanced at the wreckage of the villagers, and laughed miserably: "I will not give the wishing beads to you even if I die, give up, hahahaha!"

At this time, one of his subordinates handed Frieza a large orange bead.

"My lord, I found the wishing bead."

Frieza took the wishing bead and nodded: "Is this the wishing bead that can wish for immortality? Yes."

Immediately, he raised a finger and pointed to the elder not far away.

A laser shot from the fingertip.

call out--

The elder's chest was instantly pierced by laser light, his eyes widened, and green blood flowed from his chest.

Frieza blew on his fingertips gracefully, "It's fine if you don't hand over the Dragon Ball, I already got it."

"Hehe, even if you collect all seven wishing beads, you won't be able to use them."

After the elder was dying to speak, he tilted his head and snapped.

Frieza ignored what the elder said, treating it as a last futile struggle.

"Little ones, go to the next village and collect wishing beads."

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

The soldiers spoke in unison, and then rushed to the next village.

Only the village was left in a mess, wreckage, broken limbs, and blood.

.........