Saiyan's Journey To Another World

I don’t know if it’s because of what Leng Qing said on the Vegito road, or something else. As soon as I got back to the holy mountain, Leng Qing redoubled her efforts to practice, and I couldn’t see anyone every day, except when I was on a mission.

On this day, the desertion brought Vegito a long-lost good news.

"The man has been found, in Yinzhou."

A look of joy appeared on Vegito's face, and he immediately withdrew from the cultivation state. After waiting for more than a year, there was finally news of Mu Wanqing.

"Are you leaving today?" Seeing Vegito packing up his things, Leng Qing couldn't help asking.

"Yeah, I've been waiting for a long time, and I haven't seen her for more than ten years, I don't know what will happen when she suddenly sees me.

Vegito said while tidying up, not noticing a little bit of disappointment in the deserted tone.

"After tidying up, thank you Holy Mountain for taking care of me during this time, and say goodbye to your master for me."

Vegito actually has nothing to fix, it's nothing more than stuffing a few clothes into the ring and it's over.

He raised his head and formally bid farewell to Leng Qing: "Then, goodbye."

Vegito left as soon as he said that, as if he had no nostalgia at all, he cast Instant Transmission and disappeared in place.

Just when he was in a daze, Vegito turned back again, scratched his head embarrassingly and said, "Then 09, where is the teleportation array closest to Yinzhou?"

Leng Qing came back to his senses, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and pointed him in a direction.

Road idiot.

"Thanks, bye!"

After a long time, Leng Qing confirmed that Vegito would not come back again, and said to the empty space in front of him: "Goodbye.

a month later.

Yinzhou.

The storm was violent, the thunder was rolling, and the crackling rain hit the ground, splashing countless water splashes.

Some pedestrians on the road held umbrellas, and some wore rainproof cloaks. They walked in a hurry, and they all didn't want to be with the rain.

Because it rains all year round and rarely clears up, this area is called Yinzhou, which is an inconspicuous and remote state.

Although it often rains, it is still daytime. People can't stay at home all the time because of the rain.

Work that should work, go out that should go out.

In the shops on the street, the yelling of small merchants and peddlers has never stopped.

Pat! Pat!

The hearts of children are the wildest. Several children wore cloaks, chasing and playing on the road, deliberately stepping on puddles, causing bursts of patter.

"Oh, my flying bird!"

Suddenly, one of the children screamed, he didn't pay attention, and loosened the thread that tied the flying bird, and the flying bird got stuck on the branch of the big tree nearby.

Flying bird is a style of kite, which is manufactured based on the prototype of a bird, and it can fly in the sky with just a little wind.

"I just bought it, and my father found out, who wants to beat me up!"

His thin body jumped a few times with an anxious expression, but he couldn't reach this height.

"Don't worry, we will help you!"

A few children were bouncing around under the tree, but with their immature heights, it was obviously stretched.

They thought of some other ideas, such as stacking arhats, climbing trees, etc., but they didn't succeed.

As if the heavens were playing tricks on them, the dark clouds in the sky were so dark that they were about to overwhelm them.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the water accumulation on the road is getting worse.

Several children were out of breath after trying many methods to no avail.

"There is no other way, you can only go back and get beaten up, this tree is tall and slippery, we can't climb it, and we can't reach it."

"Yeah, let's try again after the rain stops, and hope no one will take this flying bird away."

Some people comforted the little friends who lost the flying birds. They were depressed and couldn't help the little friends.

But the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and once they get soaked, they will be scolded by their parents when they go back.

In case of illness, it will cost a lot of money to invite a doctor to see a doctor.

One after another, many children left, only the child who lost the flying bird was left under the tree, his face was flushed, his eyes were bright, and his nose twitched.

He wiped away his tears, jumped again and again, and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the distance that was out of reach for him.

Suddenly, a soft voice rang in his ears, which made people sound very comfortable.

"Don't cry, it's okay, my sister will help you take it down."

The child turned around and saw a woman in Tsing Yi holding an oil-paper umbrella. She was so beautiful that she looked like a fairy descended from the sky to the mortal world.

But such a fairy-like big sister holds a basket in the other hand, which contains ordinary meat, vegetables and fruits, full of mortal fireworks.

The woman in Tsing Yi put down the basket and stretched out her hand to reach for the rope, but she didn't reach it, there was still a distance.

Standing on tiptoe, she climbed up a few centimeters with her bare hands, barely touching the bottom of the rope, which was her limit.

However, the strong winds brought by the rainy day made the rope fluttering, like a naughty ghost who did not want to be caught.

at this time.

A hand came into her sight, easily grabbed the dangling rope, and handed it to her.

"Take it, Mu Wanqing."

The woman in Tsing Yi, oh no, Mu Wanqing took the rope from the flying bird, subconsciously became alert in her heart, and wondered: "Why do you know my name?

Look forward to the bracing man, the cloak.

He was very tall, Mu Wanqing could only see his chest, and his face was blocked by the umbrella, but she instinctively had a sense of familiarity with him.

"Well, didn't you recognize it?"

The tall man scratched his head, and moved the umbrella upwards slightly, revealing a strange yet familiar face. He took off the cap of his cloak, and stretched out his hand to say hello.

"It's me, long time no see, sleepy Wanqing."

Seeing the flowing vertical hair and the faint smile on the corner of the mouth, everything is so familiar.

Mu Wanqing froze in place, the memory of ten years ago overlapped with this face in her mind, she was so surprised that she couldn't calm down.

This Vegito, who was only as tall as her waist when I first met in Ye Feng City, has grown so tall now!

Mu Wanqing can no longer look down at him anymore. When she looks at Vegito's face, it is as reassuring and warm as 707's smile ten years ago. The immaturity of a teenager has faded away, and there is a little more maturity and perseverance.

"Sister......... Flying Bird."

The child mustered up his courage, and stared expectantly at the flying bird in Mu Wanqing's hand.

"Ah yes, here you are, be careful next time."

Mu Wanqing's thoughts were pulled back, she bent slightly, returned the flying bird in her hand to the child, and picked up the basket on the ground at the same time.

"thanks!"

A bright smile appeared on the child's face, he thanked him, and left bouncing away.

"You and I………"

Mu Wanqing's vermilion lips parted slightly, and she had a lot to say.

Seeing her old friend again, she was also very excited.

She wants to ask Vegito how he has been in the past ten years, whether he has encountered any interesting things, whether he has encountered difficulties in his cultivation and how he has overcome them...

But these words stuck in Mu Wanqing's throat like a fishbone, making her hesitate to speak.

In ten years, he has already become the famous Eastern Demon, and everyone is in awe. Where can the people of the holy land of the great religion not respect him when they see him?

And I am still wandering in the mysterious realm, asking Vegito these words is like a person who has had an unsatisfactory life, and asking a person who has a successful career and life: How are you doing?

There is no doubt about the answer, Vegito must have had a better life than her, the distance between the two seems to be no longer on the same level, is there any need for her to ask?

ps: Thank you Ghost Fighter for your reward, Chao Er is already on the schedule... Let's have more than one hundred chapters.