Dragon Ball Guilty

In a distant galaxy, on a desolate planet.

"Vegeta, that guy Raditz is dead!" A burly, ferocious-looking bald man pressed the detector on his right eye and said slowly, his tone actually mixed with contempt, not at all. Any emotional fluctuations regarding Raditz's death are as if the person who died was a dog.

The man the bald man calls Vegeta is a young man who is somewhat short for him. The man's expression was gloomy and indifferent. After hearing the bald man's words, his eyes flashed with contempt and he said coldly: "There are many guys with that kind of fighting ability. I don't care at all! He and Kakarot It’s the same, it’s all a shame to us Saiyans!”

"Oh? So, Vegeta, we're not going to avenge Raditz?" "Revenge? Nappa, are you kidding? Revenge for that kind of trash? Humph, I won't be bored to that extent. . But... the earth still has to go." Vegeta said sarcastically at first, then seemed to think of something, his tone changed, and there was a bit of expectation in his eyes.

Napa touched his bald head and asked doubtfully: "What do you mean?"

Vegeta glanced at Nappa coldly, and opened the door of the aircraft: "Kakarot's son, if he is trained well, he should be stronger than that loser Raditz. By the way, take over that earth. , races from other planets will pay a high price to acquire it, and we can make a fortune by then."

"Haha, he is indeed the prince of the Saiyans, Vegeta, let's go!" "You don't need to order me!" Vegeta glanced at Nappa, with two emotionless cold gleams in his eyes, and then The person's face changed and he stopped talking too much.

The two walked into two aircraft that were exactly the same as the one Raditz was riding in. After a few seconds of pause, the aircraft began to shake violently. With a "peng" sound, the two aircraft left the ground and flew into the endless space. among.

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On the other hand, Feng Zi was very depressed, for no other reason than that he was lost! Walking around east and west, the journey that was originally less than a few hours actually ended up taking a whole day without leaving, and he also came to an area that he had not been in contact with in the past five years.

"Where is this?" Feng Zi glanced around, and in front of him was a palace that looked glorious and majestic. Although it cannot be said to be magnificent, it should be considered magnificent. The palace in front of you covers an area of ​​dozens of miles. A wall tens of meters high separates the palace from the outside world, as if it is another world.

Feng Zi walked to the wall and knocked on the wall gently with her hand. The sound it made was not like the "dong-dong" she imagined, but the "dang-dang" that metal strikes.

Suddenly, Feng Zi took a few steps back, and while breathing, she rushed toward the wall, and the fist transformed into her right hand hit the wall like a chisel.

"What a hard wall!" Feng Zi glanced at the motionless wall. He used two levels of strength to punch, leaving only a faint punch mark on the wall.

Feng Zi was no longer in a hurry to return to Earth at this time, but was curious about what was in this palace. Was it strange? Thinking of this, Feng Zi couldn't help but smile.

Looking up, Feng Zi moved his feet. His whole body was as light as a swallow, and he used the Wu Kong Technique to fly over effortlessly.

"Huh?" Feng Zi exclaimed. Through his soul perception, he found that just as he expected, the waves of monsters were clearly reflected in his mind.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Zi arrived in front of the palace, and saw a strange phenomenon, that is, countless monsters lined up in a long queue in an orderly manner.

"So many monsters!" Feng Zi watched with horror as so many ghosts and monsters dangled in front of him, with ecstasy in his eyes and saliva drooling from his mouth.

Mu Di, Feng Zi was slightly startled, and there was an extra wave, a somewhat familiar wave. Feng Zi's heart moved and he looked at a member of the team.

"Wukong!?" Feng Zi exclaimed in surprise, his face full of surprise. It was hard for Feng Zi to understand that he met Sun Wukong in such a place.

In the queue, Sun Wukong was queuing up with an angel circle on his head. According to the rules of the underworld, all newly dead ghosts must come to the Yama Hall to queue up to sign up, and even Sun Wukong is no exception.

Just when Sun Wukong was recalling the situation during the battle, a familiar voice came into his ears. Sun Wukong subconsciously looked at the owner of the voice. The familiar purple hair and the familiar figure made Sun Wukong stunned on the spot. .

After Feng Zi saw that this person was indeed Sun Wukong, she put aside her doubts, ran to Sun Wukong, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Feng Zi, is it really you? Why are you here?" Sun Wukong said in disbelief after seeing Feng Zi clearly, because he knew very well that this is a place where dead people live, and it is really difficult to meet an acquaintance here. arrive.

Feng Zi was shocked when he saw the angel circle on Sun Wukong's head. He seemed to have heard the old Sun Wuhan say that people with angel circles on their heads have died in the human world.

"Wukong, are you dead?" Feng Zi asked uncertainly.

Sun Wukong nodded and said with a wry smile: "Just like you said, I'm already dead!"