Dragon Ball Guilty

Feng Zi and Sun Wukong got on the somersault cloud and left this chaotic town. Little did they know that this behavior caused a sensation all over the world and became the headlines of major newspapers.

"Feng Zi, where are we going now?" Sun Wukong asked Feng Zi behind him while sitting on the clouds.

Feng Zi was silent for a moment and then said: "Wukong, I think we should each find a way to practice!"

"Why?" Sun Wukong's expression changed and he asked doubtfully.

Feng Zi thought for a moment and then said: "Wukong, you are different from me. It seems that I am the only player in this world who can gain experience by grinding monsters, so I am increasing my strength, but you stay on a straight line."

The two of them were silent. As Feng Zi said, Feng Zi would gain experience points every time he fought. When the experience accumulated to a certain level, he would level up and greatly increase his own strength. After all, Sun Wukong and Feng Zi are not the same kind of people. Feng Zi's existence is special, but Sun Wukong, like everyone else, can only become stronger through continuous practice, so the two of them take completely different routes.

Feng Zi broke the silence and said with a smile: "If you, Wukong, have not become stronger when we meet next time, I will be very disappointed. You are a monster with great potential, and I am looking forward to it."

"Feng Zi, are you really not going to look for the Dragon Balls with me?" Sun Wukong grinned and said to Feng Zi.

Feng Zi nodded and replied: "There are still many monsters in this world. As long as I look for them, I will definitely find a map suitable for me to spawn monsters. So, Wukong, you can't become stronger with me at all. I don't want you to If you can’t keep up with my level, you will become trash in my eyes.”

Sun Wukong glanced at Feng Zi and said to him: "Oh, then I will let the somersault cloud lean to the ground."

"Oh, no need!" Feng Zi finished speaking before Sun Wukong could react. I saw him move and jump from the somersault cloud dozens of meters high.

Smiling slightly, Sun Wukong was not surprised at all, because this was Feng Zi's character.

In the cold air, Feng Zi's voice came faintly: "Wukong, when we meet next time, I will become several times stronger than now! So, you must become stronger too..."

"Next time we meet, I will definitely defeat you!" Sun Wukong sat on the somersault cloud and murmured in an affirmative tone. After finishing his words, a bright smile appeared on his face. Then he said loudly to the blue sky: "Charge, somersault cloud!"

...

In the dark night, the temperature dropped suddenly, the biting cold wind blew wildly in the forest, and from time to time, the howls of wild wolves spread throughout the fields, revealing the eerie horror that made people's hair stand on end.

"Ah!" A shrill scream sounded suddenly, which seemed so weird in such a cold night. The sound echoed within a radius of dozens of meters, making people feel creepy.

Approaching a village in the wilderness, "Did you hear that?" A villager in a cloth robe hid in the house and said frightenedly.

Next to the villager was a woman. Her expression was a bit frightened, and she replied hesitantly: "It can't be...that one is here again, right?"

"Uh... let's go take a look!" The villager wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and summoned up the courage to say.

The two villagers walked towards the wooden door in fear, lay down in the gap of the door, and peeked at the scene outside the door.

In their sight, they saw a young man with purple hair, holding a sickle in one hand and dragging the body of a wild wolf with the other, walking into the village with murderous intent.

This purple-haired young man was Feng Zi, who practiced separately from Sun Wukong during the day. He was aimlessly looking for the "map to spawn monsters". Just now, he was attacked by a wolf. The result was obvious. The wolf was killed. Feng Zi punched him to death, which was the one Feng Zi was holding now.

"Is there anyone there?" Feng Zi looked at the village in confusion. It was completely different from what he imagined. It was lifeless, with no one there, and almost every household was closed. He couldn't help but think of the oolong he encountered when he was looking for the Dragon Ball. that village.

No one responded to Feng Zi. In the empty village, no window was open and no house had a light on.

Feng Zi is the kind of person who never knows how to be afraid. Even if he encounters monsters and monsters, he will rush forward excitedly and knock them down.

"Whoosh!" Just when Feng Zi came to the door of a household, in vain, the sound of breaking through the air fell into Feng Zi's ears. Feng Zi narrowed his eyes and saw a metal spear flashing with cold light whizzing towards his chest.

Feng Zi smiled coldly, raised her right hand in an instant, and held the spear thorn straightly, and when she exerted force on her palm, the metal spear thorn was immediately twisted and deformed.

The faces of the villagers who spied on the scene in front of them changed again and again. Their horror was clearly revealed, and unknown fear surged into their hearts.

Feng Zi kicked open the wooden door of a house. Suddenly, the wooden door shattered into sawdust. The two of them trembled and hugged each other in panic.

Feng Zi looked at the two of them with a funny expression, dropped the wild wolf in her hand on the ground, scratched it, and said in a soft tone: "I'm hungry."