Dragon Ball Romance

Chapter 400 "12" wrong, wrong, wrong
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Just when Piccolo thought that his physical strength was about to break, he finally saw something... At the end of the thin red stick, it was a magnificent hemispherical building.

"The temple..."

Piccolo murmured and wobbled up, looking from a distance, it looked like a mosquito had landed on the edge of a bowl.

It's very big, very empty... This is Piccolo's first feeling, and then he finds it difficult to breathe.It's so high up here, the air is thin.

The huge palace only occupies about a quarter of the area of ​​the temple, and the rest are flat squares, and green plants that can grow in such an environment... Piccolo soon discovered that a strangely dressed black-skinned person , carrying a flower and sprinkled it on the grass in the small garden.After noticing Piccolo, the other party looked over with dull eyes, and said flatly, "Hello."

"I..." Piccolo opened his mouth and asked, "Who are you?"

"You can call me Mr. Bobo." The other party said, "Mr. Bobo is a servant of the gods."

Piccolo was a little nervous, couldn't help but clenched his hands, and asked, "God, I live here..." He took a deep breath and adjusted his tone, "I'm here to find God."

Mr. Bobo pointed casually, and asked strangely, "Isn't the immortal always there?"

What?Piccolo turned his head sharply, and saw a man in a white robe cross-legged floating above the ground in the middle of the empty square in front of the palace. The other party was wearing the same animal mask as before.

Piccolo thought in disbelief: "If God was always there, how could I not have seen him just now? What's going on here!?"

It was as if when he scanned the temple square just now, the god in white robes was like air and sunshine, ignored by him.

"It is you."

The air-like white-robed god opened his eyes, watching the Namek genius dragon walk up to him anxiously.

Wang Chao let go of his legs and stood on the ground. Piccolo was a little over two meters taller than him, but the latter seemed a little cramped.

Perhaps in Piccolo's cognition... the god who saved him when he was young is the closest existence in this world to the concept of relatives.

"God..." Piccolo had a lot to say, but felt that there was no need to bother God.

At this time, another person came to the temple—An Ning flew to the ground with her disciple Divination, and the latter had grown up after two years.Her wizard hat was lifted suddenly, and the pocket girl Zuer came out from underneath, smiling and waving to Wang Chao.She just followed the master and apprentice from the Galin Pagoda Hall.

Wang Chao also nodded, saw the crystal ball floating beside the divination, and asked, "Did you give it to her?"

An Ning proudly said, "I made it myself! How about it?"

"It seems to be..." Wang Chao tapped the mask with his fingers, inspecting the brand-new crystal ball beside the divination, "There is an added function to view the scene of the underworld."

"It's a bit of an exaggeration to say it's an inspection..." An Ning said modestly, "At most, it's just a little observation."

Wang Chao nodded, so it's not surprising why this girl will have the privilege of traveling between Yin and Yang in the future, probably a part of it inherited from her master Taishang Laojun.

However, he looked at the purple-haired girl next to the crystal ball in front of him, whose painting style was more like a tornado, and then thought about the wrinkled, short and gloomy divination mother in the future...

Gee!
"You haven't said anything yet," Wang Chao turned around and continued to ask Piccolo, "What are you looking for me in the temple for?"

Piccolo withdrew his gaze from observing An Ning and divination. Under the question of God, he was a little nervous. He felt that there must be something wrong with him, but he was ashamed to speak out.

Hesitating to speak, Piccolo said: "I want... to become stronger!"

His gaze became firm, and it was true.

"Wrong answer." But the first-generation immortal Mr. in front of him shook his head, stretched out a finger and lightly touched Piccolo's chest.

boom!
Piccolo was knocked into the air like a shooting star, flew out of sight with a whoosh in an instant, fell from the temple, and fell into the vast sea of ​​clouds.

"Aren't you being too strict?" An Ning stood on the edge of the temple, looking after the lower world.

Beside her, Zuer followed her example and looked down in unison.Divination, look left and right, what can you see except the empty sky?
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What are we going to do?
In the city of the world, Piccolo folded his arms, leaning against the street lamp like a homeless man, watching the cars and people passing by on the street at night.

It's been a year, it's been a year since God knocked down the world, Piccolo doesn't feel too depressed.

Since it is a "wrong answer", there is naturally a chance of a "right answer".

Piccolo thought about this, thinking about this question during his wandering life in various parts of the world this year.

"Get out of the way, big idiot!" Someone suddenly pushed him.

Piccolo looked coldly, he was a homeless man, holding a garbage bag in his hand, and seemed to be rummaging through garbage.

There was an uncontrollable killing intent in his heart...

"What are you looking at!" The homeless man said angrily, "A big man is amazing!"

I really want to tear him apart... Piccolo's breathing trembled a little, he felt the unspeakable itching under his fingernails, he seemed to be yearning for blood, clamoring to taste the pleasure of passing through the flesh and bones, killing Kill him, kill him!Kill him, liberate the devil inside, that's the real me! ...

"Bah!" The homeless man spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, looked at the guy who left silently and bowed his head, and said triumphantly, "Damn!"

Before he finished chattering, he saw that coward didn't go far, and suddenly squatted down, and with a loud bang, he flew into the sky in the night.

The homeless man immediately looked like Mr. Satan, and the garbage heap in his hand was loose. He was stunned for a long time, and hurried over to check. The concrete floor cracked into a big pit where the cowardly...that scary guy took off just now, leaving The two footprints under it were frighteningly deep.

Looking at the dark night sky, the homeless man said in fear, "I'd better go find a job..."

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Piccolo flew from night to day, passed through the sea of ​​clouds, and came to the temple again.

"Hello." Mr. Bobo was still watering the flowers and plants hard, even his tone and expression were the same as that of a year ago, Piccolo even wondered if he still remembered himself, or didn't care at all.

Piccolo was not careless this time, he stared wide-eyed and checked carefully in the square of the temple, he would never miss it!

Can……

Still did not find the figure of God.

Unbelievable, even though Piccolo was proud, he still felt frustrated.

"The god is under the palace." Mr. Bobo reminded him kindly, "sleeping. Need me... oh, the god has come out."

Piccolo went from surprise, to relaxation, to seriousness, looking at the main entrance of the palace, and sure enough, from the deep shadow inside, the familiar god in white robe and animal mask slowly came out.

Wang Chao walked closer, looked at Piccolo casually, and commented: "Based on the stage you are in now, this is a very considerable improvement."

Piccolo didn't understand what God said at all.

It seems to be referring to the progress he has made in this year's hard work, but what does it mean "in terms of his current stage"?
stage?what stage?
"How is it? Have you thought about what to say?" Wang Chao asked in a relaxed tone.

"I want to be a god!" Piccolo blurted out, he couldn't see the face of the god behind the animal mask, but he hurriedly explained, "I mean, I want to be your disciple..."

"Wrong answer." Wang Chao's answer was still these two words.

Lost and disappointed appeared in Piccolo's heart, seeing the god in front of him once again raised his hand, Piccolo quickly remedied: "I want to ask you to help me, please help me..." It seemed that just saying these words made him swallow Feeling an unspeakable sense of shame, giving up all pride and self-esteem, he begged: "God, save me..."

He didn't want to become a monster.

But the god in front of him still shook his head, and calmly said: "Wrong answer. Third time."

Like a year ago, he stretched out his finger and pushed.

Piccolo was also as powerless as a year ago, and when he realized it suddenly, he had already flown out of the temple, and fell at a very high speed in the cold sky...

On the Five Elements Mountain, An Ning snatched her disciple's crystal ball, watching the scene where Wang Chao pushed Piccolo away with one finger for the second time, she pondered: "Is he just teasing Piccolo...?"

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Piccolo: 302
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