Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

"What’s wrong with you?"

Holy Mage Hera noticed that No. 18 looked strange, so she asked gently.

No. 18 was still staring at the two girls in the relief mural in front of him, and asked as if talking to himself: "Who are these two people...?"

Master Sheng looked back as he recalled, "That's Mr. Wu Tian's..."

Although No. 18 didn't look over, he was obviously listening carefully.

"Hey, isn't this the granddaughter of the master and his wife?" Klin came over at some point. He glanced at the relief in front of No. 18 and the Holy Mage, touched his chin and pondered.

No. 18 looked over with wide eyes.

Klin was surprised by her look in her eyes, "What's wrong?"

Master Sheng also nodded and said: "Yes, that little girl was indeed the daughter of Mr. Wu Tian's son... I think about it, she should be named Wu Zhao. There were five people in their family at that time, Mr. Wu Tian, ​​Hathaway, and their son Daughter-in-law, and this little girl." She smiled as she spoke.

Klin smiled and said: "But I have only seen the adult-looking Wu Xingxing, and that was at the wedding of Goku and Bulma." He touched his head and sighed: "No wonder she is so beautiful, she was like this when she was a child. , She truly deserves to be my master’s granddaughter~”

Master Sheng smiled and said: "Thanks also to Mr. Wu Tian's superb carving."

Krillin nodded in understanding.

No. 18 frowned and asked: "What about the other one?" She pointed to the taller girl next to "Martial Star" on the relief, "Who is this?" She looked at the Holy Mage, "You Just now, when Wu Xianren carved this relief, only five people came here. Wu Xianren, Hathaway, their son and daughter-in-law, and this little granddaughter. What about this girl?"

…

"This is?" Hathaway looked at the other girl carved by Wu Tian's fingers in surprise.

"Grandpa, who is this sister?" Wu Xingxing was also curious.

Wu Zhao and his wife Lavini watched from behind and whispered a few words to each other, but of course they couldn't guess.

Wu Tian put down his hand and the white Qigong subsided. He flicked his fingers and stone chips flew into the air. Looking at the girl laughing and playing with Wu Xing on the relief, he may have thought of the time he had spent on Tai Dou Mountain, and of the quietness and tranquility in the mountain during those years. During the leisurely days, he smiled lightly and said: "Her name is Wu Xiaowei, she is my daughter."

Wu Zhao was stunned, "Huh?"

Lavigne was also surprised and looked at Hathaway like her husband.

Hathaway was also startled for a moment, then thought of something, smiled, shook her head, and said softly: "It turns out to be that child."

Wu Xingxing let out a sigh and asked her father: "Dad, do you have a sister? Why didn't I know about it?"

Wu Zhao said helplessly: "My child, I don't know either!"

Wu Xingxing tilted his head.

Wu Zhao asked Hathaway, "Mom, what did the old man say? Did you give birth to a daughter during those years in the underworld? That's too much. I have spent twenty years alone on earth. ah!"

"You are such an adult, why do you still talk like a child? No, she is not my and your father's daughter." Hathaway said with a smile.

Lavinic said: "Mom, then..."

Hathaway raised her eyebrows and said, "How long do you think... your old man has lived?"

Wu Zhao was stunned and suddenly realized, "So that's it..."

Wu Tian touched his hand along the outline of Wu Xiaowei on the relief, sighed slightly, and said, "This child was born to my master's daughter when I was in my thirties." He paused, "At that time, I also He is still an ordinary warrior, let alone the Dragon Balls, and he is helpless even in his own predicament.”

Wu Zhao, Lavini, and Wu Xingxing all listened with gossipy faces.

Wu Tian talked about the past events of those years very calmly. He would not stubbornly think that he was doing everything right back then, but he also did not think that this was something that needed to be hidden from his current wife and children.

"...Anyway, I can't help the mother and daughter." Wu Tian finished calmly.

"So that's it," Lavigne murmured.

"No wonder you did such irresponsible things, old man. It turns out it's an old habit!" Wu Zhao was speechless, but he also sighed. He quickly let go of his grudge and looked at the relief, "I don't know that I have never How is my sister, whom I met, doing now?"

Hathaway said softly: "If there is no great good or evil in mortal life, they will soon be reincarnated in the underworld. Their mother and daughter may have started their own new lives long ago, and hope to live happily."

Lavigne held Hathaway's hand and said, "Yeah, definitely."

Wu Tian didn't say a word, just stood there silently.

…

"Wu Fangfang, Wu Xiaowei..." No. 18 said these two names, which seemed to have some magic power.

"No. 18, why are you crying?"

After listening to Master Sheng's narration, Klin also lamented that it turned out that his master had such complicated and heavy events in his past. But when I glanced at No. 18, who had been listening quietly from beginning to end, I couldn't help but look strange.

It turns out that No. 18 burst into tears at some point.

No. 18 himself was also stunned. He touched his cheek and found that he actually cried. "It's like this again..." She wiped her brows with a frown, looked at her palms, held the tears, and suddenly fell silent.

Clin even felt that this woman was really strange.

Is it because he is an artificial human?

The Holy Mage looked at No. 18.

No. 18 regained his composure and asked: "In addition to teleportation, do you have any spells that can tap into memories?"

"Knowing too much about the past may not be a good thing, kid." The Holy Mage did not answer directly.

"Maybe. But I just want to know now." No. 18 said slowly, with a different look in his usually cold and beautiful eyes, "I don't want to be confused."

The Holy Mage nodded, "Okay then, come with me."

Watching No. 18 and the Holy Mage leave and walk to the other side, Krin Joji was confused, patted his bald head and muttered: "What a strange person!"

*******

Whether No. 18 finally mastered the "soul search" spell she wanted, Klin didn't know. Since that day, No. 18 basically stayed with the holy mage, making some vague and mysterious remarks.

He soon understood another fact

Teleportation is not something ordinary people can do.

This spell has a huge threshold, and the requirements for the practitioner's various qualities are simply abnormal. The ability to associate, the ability to construct thoughts, the ability to think and react... and the most basic, the ability to "perceive Qi", every one of them has extremely stringent conditions!

Klin has given up this practice and is looking for other spells that suit him.

In this way, nearly two months passed silently on the planet Adrat.

"In the end, only Piccolo can keep up with this pervert Wukong..." He muttered, knowing in his heart that the practice of teleportation was probably originally prepared by Master for Wukong, right? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel envious, "Even that guy from Tianjin didn't meet the requirements. Is it really due to his natural bloodline... Saiyans, Namekians, damn it! Super Saiyans and stuff are really scary. I'm jealous!"

He was full of confidence, thinking that when he was on Wuxian Island, he could still fight against this guy Wukong!

Klin gathered his thoughts and concentrated on the new spell he chose.

"Hehe..." He was smiling evilly when he was suddenly startled and turned around suddenly, "Wukong's energy has disappeared?!" He looked shocked, "Has this guy mastered teleportation?"

Piccolo sighed in the cave and continued to practice with his eyes closed.

*******

Earth.

Bulma was wearing a half-casual, half-work uniform, humming softly, operating a light-screen computer, and processing files.

The top position of the Universal Capsule Company had long been handed over to her by her father, Dr. Brieves. Boomer is full of talent, and with the help of Jarvis, he can handle the work very easily and easily.

"Huh, it's so dangerous."

Suddenly, there was a voice behind her.

Bulma was startled at first, but suddenly heard that the voice belonged to her husband, and she looked happy. She turned around and saw Sun Wukong with fluttering blond hair complaining in a low voice: "Bulma, your energy is too weak, I almost felt it." Something went wrong..."

Bulma didn't care what he was doing, and immediately threw herself into his arms, "Smelly monkey, where did you die? It's been almost two months, and you haven't come home even once!"

"Hey, it's because I'm learning a very powerful spell!" Sun Wukong said proudly.

A living person as big as Bulma hung on his neck, but he didn't shake at all, and the rocker remained upright, as if there was no weight on him.

"Spell?" Bulma hung on Sun Wukong and cleverly guessed something, "You came back from the universe by yourself? Didn't you rely on Grandpa Wu Tian's help?" He rolled his eyes, "Is it a teleportation spell?"

Sun Wukong chuckled, "Yes!"

Bulma is also very happy, UU Reading www. uukanshu.net said: "That's great. From now on, our family of four will travel to other planets, so we don't have to bother Grandpa Wu Tian~"

Sun Wukong wondered: "A family of four? Oh, did you include my grandfather?"

Bulma rolled her eyes at him, "Why should I include old man Sun Wufan? I am..." She licked her lips, "We should turn off the lights now..."

Sun Wukong was pushed by Bulma and fell down on the large and soft office chair. His expression remained unchanged. Perhaps he did not understand what Bulma meant at all. He just asked strangely: "Master... Bulma, hasn't the master come back?" On earth, I don’t feel Master’s qi.”

Bulma unbuttoned his shirt and said, "How do I know? It seems like you, like you, went to Namek and never came back, right? Oops, this button is so difficult to unbutton, please help me~"

Sun Wukong obediently stretched out his hand and rubbed his fingers, and the buttons of Bulma's clothes turned into powder.

Bulma squeezed into Sun Wukong's arms and hummed: "Since you know how to teleport, let's go home~ The target bedroom is a big bed, gogogo!"

*******

In the universe, a certain planet.

A gray-haired figure suddenly appeared. His eyes were unfocused, and his aura was very strange, as if he was integrated with the natural world around him. When he took a step, strange fluctuations occurred, like a thud hitting the pulse of the planet.

Wu Tian seemed to have wandered too far and lost self-awareness. His figure seemed to be very slow, but it didn't take long for his footprints to cover almost every corner of the planet. After taking the last step, he disappeared again.

"What's wrong with him? Is his aura disappearing?" Kaiwang Xing and Northern Kaiwang were paying attention to Wu Tian's movements and were very puzzled.

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