Looking at the simple WuFan on his face, piccolo opened his mouth, thought about it, and closed his mouth again.

"Don't let the child know the adult world so early?"

Piccolo doesn't believe WuFan's words, but thinks that WuFan may not understand what adult's world is like.

The fight between husband and wife is not who can win. Moreover, there are many kinds of fights.

Some fight because they are angry, others fight because they are happy.

Moreover, some fights are painful, while others are very comfortable.

"With the character of Wukong, it should be the result."

While Piccolo was thinking about these, this time, WuFan noticed the expression on Piccolo's face.

Looking at the piccolo's obvious disbelief, WuFan felt a little wronged and quickly explained.

"Mom is really great!"

Looking at the stubborn WuFan on his face, piccolo thought, nodded, and looked like "I know! I know!".

WuFan is in a hurry.

"Really great!"

"I see!"

Piccolo is not good at talking with others, let alone perfunctory. Even the child WuFan can hear the meaning in the words.

"Really great!"

Then WuFan looked around quickly.

Suddenly, WuFan pointed to a high mountain in the distance.

"That... Uncle Piccolo, look at that!"

"In a mountain like that, when my mother is angry, one punch can explode!"

Piccolo looked along the direction WuFan pointed out. When he saw the high mountain in the distance, piccolo was suddenly stunned.

"What are you talking about?"

Looking at the piccolo that suddenly grabbed his shoulder, WuFan's tone suddenly weakened.

"I said... I said... When my mother was angry, she could blow up such a mountain with one punch... In fact, my mother said that this kind of thing could be done when she was a child, also because she practiced with her aunt for a few days..."

"By the way, my mother also said that before she practiced with her aunt, my mother was very weak, and even the weakest martial Taoist was difficult to beat..."

Hearing WuFan's words, piccolo's face became serious.

If Wukong is the only one, because of his Saiya descent, we can't put the reason for Wukong's strength entirely on the "aunt".

But

Wukong's wife Piccolo has been seen before. That's just an ordinary person!

Train an ordinary person to hit the mountain with one punch in just a few days, brother Dei, it's a little scary!

After hesitating, piccolo turned and looked at the two small spots not far away.

"Can you really do such a thing?"

Although I think so, piccolo already has the answer in mind.

Just then, piccolo's face became a little struggling.

As the great devil, how can Piccolo have no desire for power, especially after being constantly hanged?

"If I can practice with that person, then..."

Thinking, piccolo clenched his fist and every cell in his body became excited.

"If you can... Wukong can be so strong after practicing for a few days, then I..."

Thinking, piccolo can't suppress his inner desire more and more.

"Uncle Piccolo, what's the matter with you?"

With that, WuFan was suddenly stunned.

At this time, WuFan suddenly found that the piccolo looked at himself with a strange expression.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, the meat on his face was slightly twitching, and the eyes in his eyes made WuFan a little flustered.

"He... Is he laughing?"

At the next moment, WuFan determined his idea.

Although the expression on Piccolo's face is very strange, it's really a smile!

"WuFan..."

Feeling the strange tone of Piccolo, WuFan felt uncomfortable for some reason.

"Well... Uncle Piccolo, if you have anything to say."

Hearing WuFan's words, piccolo was stunned. Then, it seemed to think of something, and his face regained its previous cold look.

Looking at the piccolo whose face became a little cold again, WuFan suddenly felt that the piccolo in front of him was much more pleasing to the eye.

"WuFan, that... Can you take me there?"

Then the piccolo took a look at two small spots not far away.

Hearing Piccolo say so, WuFan didn't know why, but he soon agreed.

……

Soon, WuFan and piccolo appeared in front of 8000 Liu.

"That... Aunt, uncle Piccolo is looking for you."

"Ah?"

Eight thousand people turned their heads and looked at the piccolo.

The piccolo thought about it after feeling the vision of 8000 streams. His next request was too much, and his attitude must be better.

Thinking, the unnatural smile appeared on the piccolo face again.

"Well... Can I practice with you?"

With a "pop", the piccolo knelt on the ground.

"No!"

8000 Liu simply refused.

Although before considering this possibility, 8000 Liu refused so simply, which still made the piccolo a little stunned. Similarly, he was unwilling.

You know, this is a great way to become stronger!

"If you can follow her to practice..."

Thinking, piccolo asked reluctantly, "can you tell me why?"

8000 Liu tilted his head and blurted out a word.

"Because you are so ugly!"

Boom!

In an instant, it seemed as if five thunders were thundering on the top of the piccolo.

Piccolo has considered many reasons that the other party may refuse, and has even thought of a lot of words, but he didn't think of this one.

"Ugly... Ugly?"

8000 Liu nodded and added, "and don't laugh. You look even uglier when you smile!"

Boom!

Five thunders again!

"Don't cry and lose your face. It's uglier than you laugh!"

Piccolo can't hear what 8000 Liu is saying. The whole person is completely immersed in his sea of consciousness.

"Am I ugly?"

"I'm so ugly."

"Yes, that should be it..."

"Think whether it's Wukong or WuFan, they should look very in line with the aesthetics of the planet, and so should Qiqi..."

"But... Ugliness is not my fault. Why do you target me like this!"

……

Meanwhile, over kalinda.

The gods and Bobo are now observing the piccolo on the earth.

Because of some connection between them, the God can sense some ideas of piccolo.

For a time, the divine world was quiet.

For a long time, the God raised his head and sighed.

"I didn't expect the piccolo guy to be like this... Maybe we don't have to pay attention to him anymore."

One side, hearing the words of the God, Bobo nodded.

"Lord God, I also observed Piccolo before. He did good deeds several times. I think if this continues, he should become a good man?"

The God nodded and turned to the temple.

Just then, the god suddenly said, "by the way, Bobo, am I ugly?"

"This..." a cold sweat appeared on Bobo's face.

At this moment, Bobo suddenly felt the figure of the God of heaven. At this moment, he was a lot bleak.