Dragon Ball - King of Super Membranes

"I don't know!" The old man's voice weakened, but he still frowned and thought carefully.

Xiaolang also noticed the gaffe just now and lowered his head in embarrassment, but his attention was still on me.

I was completely unaware of the changes in the outside world. I still had my eyes closed and had no reaction. I wasn't thinking about anything at the moment, it could be said that my mind was blank.

The old man and the little wolf stood on both sides of me, not daring to leave for fear of something happening. This stop lasted three days and three nights.

The house that was originally beating violently gradually became calmer. The trend was exactly the opposite of what it was at the beginning, from violent to weak, and finally disappeared completely, as if nothing had happened.

And I still showed no signs of waking up.

During these three days, the little wolf and the old man couldn't help but shake me and slap me many times. They even picked me up and moved me around, but I never woke up. The old man was even really worried once that I had... Deng Xiaolang confidently denied this view. He said, "Have you forgotten one thing about identifying the master with blood?"

"Oh, yes, if he dies, you should feel something. Since this kind of feeling is a blood relationship, it will not be affected by anything. From this, you can judge that he is not dead, but all the functions of his body have entered He has reached a state of stillness, as if the circle around him has been stopped by time, motionless but alive."

With this piece of information as a guarantee, the little wolf and the old man were at least relieved, but they still couldn't wake me up.

"This opportunity is great." The old man said excitedly: "After sleeping for so long, I must have gained a lot and have strong fighting power!"

"I can't see it. We have provided this guy with countless opportunities, but every time it has no effect, as if he has never encountered it before." Little Wolf broke the old man's fantasy. Indeed, this is not the first time I have received an opportunity, but every time I have no effect, it seems that good things happen to others and have nothing to do with me.

While we were talking, the stone bed beneath me suddenly cracked.

The little wolf and the old man were both startled and hurriedly came up to observe carefully.

Before they could get closer, a terrifying aura suddenly filled the air. The little wolf let out a muffled groan and flew out. After falling to the ground, he passed out. The old man wasn't much better. After a hard fight, he took a step back and couldn't help shouting: "Ouch!"

The terrible breath disappeared in an instant, and the whole room became empty again, but the old man took a closer look at me and saw that my body was covered with black stripes in various shapes. They seemed to be still moving, as if they were moving. There is something lined up, but I can't see it yet.

The old man couldn't help but stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the black stripes.

Before I even touched my skin, a burst of smoke suddenly rose, and then I heard the sound of rocks breaking.

The smoke came from under me, and it swallowed me and the old man up in an instant. The old man was shocked, and his first reaction was that there was a sneak attack. Although he knew that there was unlikely to be a sneak attack in his own home, his long-term fighting consciousness made him think of a sneak attack for the first time. The first reaction was to launch a violent palm.

He didn't look where to hit this palm, but relied on his feeling and slapped it on the only moving object (at that time, he felt that the object was moving in a weird way, so he took the shot without thinking).

When he reached out his hand, he suddenly remembered that the moving object might be me. But at this moment, the wind from his palm had flown out, and retracting his palm had no much effect. There was only a loud bang, and the floor cracked instantly, and spider web-like cracks spread around and turned into a ring. The ground within the circle continued to dent, sinking more and more towards the center, until it reached the lowest point in the center, and I was lying in the middle.

The old man didn't stop after clapping his palms, and the wind rose in front of him again, blowing away the smoke in an instant. He took in a breath of cold air when he saw the scene in front of him clearly.

I saw that I was lying in the middle, and my whole body was black at the moment. There was no other color on my body. The black was not pure black, but the kind of darkness that seemed to suck people in and swallow the light.

But this state was fleeting. In an instant, the color spread from the top of my head to all parts of my body. It was as if someone had colored me and I changed back to my original appearance.

The blackness receded like a tide. From the old man's perspective, it seemed as if it was flowing away from the surface of the body.

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