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

A wild place.

Jiang Ling hovered in the sky, looking for something.

Like the earth warriors, Piccolo usually hides his breath.

Jiang Ling found this place through the breath he had sensed before.

But then there is no other way.

Jiang Ling rested his chin with one hand, pondered for a moment, and suddenly thought of a good idea.

Well known.

The place where you practice will be particular.

Those immortal cultivators in novels of cultivating immortals will look for places with dense aura to practice.

In the secular world, there is also the saying of geomantic treasure land.

Although the system of the Dragon Ball world is "Qi", it also has something in common.

For example, if you practice in a certain place, your strength will increase faster, or it will be more comfortable.

What Jiang Ling thought was that if Piccolo had spirituality, he would naturally approach this kind of cultivation treasure when practicing in the wild.

If so that's easy!

He happened to have learned a little bit about this aspect of knowledge.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Ling observed the landform with his eyes and pinched his fingers to calculate.

There are words in the mouth:

Looking for dragons and dividing gold to see winding mountains

A heavy entanglement is a heavy pass

Crayon Shinchan makes green snake

Peppa Pig...fuck the goose! (Breaking sound)

"Have it!"

Jiang Ling's eyes lit up, and he flew straight into the mountains far away.

......

Piccolo sat cross-legged on one of the tallest peaks deep in the mountains.

At this moment, he entered a state of meditation and combat.

He mentally simulates himself fighting Vegeta.

But no matter how many times he simulates, he will be defeated by one move, and most of them end up being turned into fly ash!

"Damn it, I really have to improve my strength as soon as possible. With my current strength, I have no chance of winning against him!"

Sweat trickled down Piccolo's forehead.

suddenly.

Sensing something strange, he opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were like lightning, and shot at the man who quietly appeared not far in front of him.

The man avoided the two lasers by turning his head sideways, and his tail swayed irregularly behind him.

This person was Jiang Ling who was looking for him.

"Tsk, old Bi, how long have I been here before you found out."

After speaking, he looked at the surrounding environment and nodded: "Your place is really easy for me to find! Yes, it is a good place."

Piccolo shrank his pupils, his face showing shock.

I know how powerful his perception is, but even though I was concentrating on meditating and fighting just now, it is impossible for Monkey King Vegeta to come to him without anyone noticing!

But Jiang Ling did it!

It seems that it has been here for a while, and this is what shocked Piccolo the most.

There is only one possibility, and that is that Jiang Ling's strength far surpasses him by too much.

In his eyes at this moment, Jiang Ling's strength has reached unfathomable levels!

"Why don't you talk, Old Bi."

Jiang Ling casually sat down next to Piccolo, without any awareness that they were not very familiar with each other.

"Ahem, my name is Piccolo, not the old Piccolo you said."

Piccolo coughed lightly, and his body relaxed a lot.

"I know." Jiang Ling laughed, "Doesn't it make us more familiar when I say that?"

Piccolo nodded thoughtfully, "That's right. Did you say you were looking for me? The way to find me is very simple, just have a burst of breath, or contact the gods. That guy can talk to me at any time. "

Jiang Ling patted his thigh, "That's right, why didn't I think of it, I've been looking for it for a while."

The strong wind on the top of the mountain howled past, and the two chatted one after another.

Afterwards, Jiang Ling told Piccolo about leaving for Namek from Guixian Island five days later, and left.

back home.

Meals are already prepared at home.

Bulma untied her apron and smiled softly, "You're back? Let's eat."

"You still cook?"

Jiang Ling was surprised. In his impression, whether in the original book or here, he had never seen Bulma cook, and he had tacitly agreed in his heart that Bulma could not cook.

But the delicious food in front of him told him that Bulma could cook, and it looked delicious.

"Definitely."

Bulma said of course.

"Even though I showed my scientific talent when I was a child, and I was also a gifted girl, my mother still taught me to cook. According to her, a girl must be able to cook! I think she is old fashioned."

Jiang Ling nodded, "It's indeed an antique, but I think Bulma who can cook is even more charming."

"Ah? Is that so?" Bulma touched his cheek, his expression of joy was beyond words, "Let's eat first, and see how it is done, whether it suits your taste or not."

"it is good."

Jiang Ling took a sip and immediately gave a thumbs up, "It's delicious!"

"You can eat more if it's delicious!"

"it is good."

The two had dinner together.

Bulma had a relatively small appetite, so she stopped eating only a small portion, then turned her head and looked at Jiang Ling with bright eyes.

The more I look, the more I like it.

As a Saiyan, Jiang Ling naturally had a huge appetite, and he finished all the food like a storm.

He wiped his mouth with a tissue, noticed Bulma's gaze, touched his face and asked, "Look at me, is there something on my face?"

Bulma shook her head, got into Jiang Ling's arms, and looked at him with blurred eyes.

"In the dead of night, I will miss you."

"You are the morning dew, the evening star, and all my joy."

"I like to see you handsome, and I like to see you panting even more."

"Think about your future life, I'm on the bed, the food is in the pot, you can do whatever you want..."

Jiang Ling didn't expect Bulma to say such a thing.

Was this still the Bulma he knew? !

After thinking for a while, Jiang Ling said, "Where did you learn this passage from?"

"!!!"

Bulma was surprised, "How do you know? I saw this on the Internet, so I wrote it down."

Jiang Ling grinned: "Because this is not your style..."

Then the topic changed, "However, I take the last sentence seriously."

"The last sentence..." Bulma thought for a while, then his eyes widened, and he was about to flee.

She didn't even think about it, escaped from Jiang Ling's hands, could she escape?

Jiang Ling carried Bulma on his shoulders and strode towards the bedroom, "This is what you said, I can do whatever I want, hehehe"

"Whoa, let me go."

Bulma struggled.

Snapped--

Jiang Ling raised his hand and slapped his buttocks...

Bulma immediately became honest.

Said timidly:

"Can you...can you hit me again..."

Jiang Ling:? ? ?

............

night.

roof.

Bulma leaned in Jiang Ling's arms.

The evening wind blew gently, blowing the tips of blue hair.

The two looked up at the starry sky, and the Milky Way full of stars appeared dots in their eyes.

"Bulma, would you like to travel for a day tomorrow?"

"Huh? But the spaceship hasn't been changed..."

"Just put aside these trivial things."

"OK then"

the next day.

"Jiang Ling, it's too fast, I can't bear it..."

"Then I will slow down."

Jiang Ling slowed down and flew slowly in the air.

Bulma huddled in Jiang Ling's arms, with the bitter wind whistling in his ears, feeling the heavy masculine breath.

The sense of security is overwhelming!

From the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River to the mysterious southern border, from the soft beach to the scenery in the northern part of the country.

Within a day, the two enjoyed the great scenery of the earth.