The fight was devastating just now, but now the situation is extremely embarrassing.
Yamcha was shirtless, and his strong muscles were covered with light white marks. All that was left on his body was a rag of rags that held up his waist, ready to be blown away by the wind at any time.
Opposite Six-Star Dragon, her beautiful blue face turned red, her eyes were wandering around, and she didn't dare to look at him at all.
A gust of draft blew through the hall, and Yamcha felt a little cold on his thighs.
"Have you thought about it?" Yamcha scratched his hair and broke the silence.
"What are you considering?" Six-Star Dragon's voice trembled a little.
"Follow me and beat that pig." Yamcha said confidently.
Six-Star Dragon turned his head, glared at him fiercely, and quickly stared at the cliff in the distance as if he was electrocuted.
"You are with that shameless pig! You must help him!"
"How is it possible? If I had helped him, that claw should have been aimed at your face instead of your shoulders." Yamcha spread his hands.
Six-Star Dragon didn't answer the call.
She was about to collapse.
As the embodiment of evil thoughts, her factory setting is to destroy the world.
But the cause and effect that gave birth to her was the fat pig Oolong's desire to ask for girl's underwear!
This makes her perception of the body of the opposite sex extremely acute.
At this moment, Yamcha's undulating abdominal muscles, blood flow rate, and hormonal aura were all poured into her brain. This passive skill cannot be turned off at all.
"Hello." Yamcha said.
Six-Star Dragon pretended not to hear.
"What's your name?"
"I won't tell you, you despicable human!"
"Then I will always call you Miss Six-Star Dragon?"
"As you wish!"
"Wind attribute, fast flying, how about calling it Fei'er?"
Six-Star Dragon The wind blades that had just gathered at the fingertips dispersed.
"Wind takes the homophone of breeze and fly takes the radical of bird, forming Fei'er."
Yamcha explains carefully.
"It sounds good, and it suits you very well."
Six-Star Dragon The mouth is slightly open.
She quietly recited the name in her mind.
This is a name with human warmth.
"Why did you name me?" Her tone softened.
"Why did you take off my clothes?"
Yamcha pointed at his bare upper body.
"You are responsible for taking off a man's clothes!"
Six-Star Dragon blushed even more. "I was killing you just now!"
"Killed yet?"
"No."
"So not only did you not kill me, you also took off my clothes." Yamcha perfect score for logic.
Six-Star Dragon found in despair that he could not quarrel with this gangster who only wore ragged pants.
"Are you hungry after fighting for so long?" Yamcha changed the subject.
Six-Star Dragon was stunned.
Evil Dragon's life support system relies on Negative Energy in the body and does not require food.
But in the memory inherited from Oolong, there are too many scenes about food.
That illusory feeling of hunger is excruciating.
"The noble dragon doesn't eat." She raised her chin.
"You're not a real dragon." Yamcha took out a Universal Capsule from the special small pocket on his waist.
Press to throw.
When the white smoke cleared, a floating metal tray appeared, with three sealed thermal boxes placed on it.
Yamcha Open the first box.
The sweet aroma of rich caramel and top-quality animal cream instantly overflows.
Capsule Corporation special edition cake.
Six-Star Dragon The wings of his nose moved.
Oolong's taste memory was accurately activated, and the sweet fragrance directly overshadowed all the murderous intentions in her mind.
She stared at the piece of cake and couldn't take her eyes away again.
There are twelve layers of thin puff pastry and snow-white cream, and the top is covered with an amber-colored glossy caramel crust.
The sound of swallowing was very soft, but Yamcha heard it.
He cut off a piece and put it in his mouth. "This is the best dessert on the planet."
Then he cut off another piece and raised it to Six-Star Dragon with a fork.
"Would you like a taste?"
Six-Star Dragon turned away. "Noble dragon..."
"You are Fei'er, a beautiful girl. It is natural for girls to eat desserts." Yamcha's voice was extremely gentle.
After a stalemate for a few seconds, Six-Star Dragon's head slowly turned back.
His eyes moved from the cake to the silver fork, then to Yamcha's strong arms, and finally to the smiling face.
She floated forward a little, and then a little.
She stretched out her hand, her blue fingertips touched the fork handle, and carefully took the fork.
took a bite.
The caramel meringue crumbles, the cream melts on the tip of the tongue, and the sweetness and mellowness of the butter rush straight to the nerve center along the taste buds.
Six-Star Dragon's eyes widened and he was shocked by the smell.
"Is it delicious?"
Yamcha cut another piece and put it on a small plate and handed it over. "Eat slowly, it's all yours."
One piece after another, the whole box was emptied in a short time.
There was no trace of murderous look on her face anymore, only pure satisfaction.
"The warm-up is over, the second box is tiramisu." Yamcha opened the second floor.
It was a dark square, Six-Star Dragon cut off a large piece and stuffed it into his mouth.
The aroma of coffee, cocoa powder, mascarpone cheese, and rum are mixed together.
Her eyes lit up, full of the joy of a human girl.
Six-Star Dragon The corners of his mouth were stained with brown cocoa powder.
Yamcha leaned on the rock and looked at her quietly.
The afternoon sun slants into the canyon, the air flow is gentle and there is no longer violent energy.
The second box is also empty.
Six-Star Dragon put down his fork and lowered his head.
"Yamcha." She said, her voice very soft.
"Huh?"
"You just said... take me to beat that pig..." She raised her eyes with expectation.
"One hundred thousand percent is guaranteed to me!"
Yamcha Stand up straight and hold up three fingers.
"The reputation of the wilderness thief! If I don't help you vent your anger, I will write my name upside down!"
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you when I'm full?"
"If you want to take action, you should do it when you eat the first piece." Yamcha smiled confidently.
Six-Star Dragon stared at him, lowered his body slowly, and stepped on the ground with his feet.
Standing in front of Yamcha, he was just half a head shorter than him.
The blush on the blue face has not completely faded.
"Fei'er. I accept this name."
Yamcha's body Eternal Energy Reactor keeps buzzing.
"Fei'er." He called again.
If Tien Shinhan passed by here, his views would probably be shattered on the spot.
A shirtless Earth Warriors stood side by side with a Wind Evil Dragon, and the atmosphere was so harmonious.
On the metal tray, the third layer of thermal insulation boxes has not been opened.
But Yamcha's sanity regained the high ground.
The mission of Krillin is to eliminate Evil Dragon and bring back the purified Dragon Balls.
Yamcha looked at the blue Six-Star Dragon Ball on Fei'er's forehead.
Eliminate her?
Digging out beads?
He shuddered.
Just now she accepted the name, ate the cake, and was completely unprepared for herself.
Beat her to death for completing the mission?
Absolutely impossible!
Fei'er has an independent personality. She will blush, be greedy, and feel embarrassed because of her ugly desires.
A bald figure flashed in my mind.
Krillin!
In the First Demon Realm, Krillin forcibly stripped the ultimate evil out of Fat Buu's body, and perfectly preserved Fat Buu's life and personality.
In the same way, Krillin can definitely separate Negative Energy in Dragon Balls from Life Origin in Fei'er!
Yamcha felt the stone in his heart fall to the ground.
"Fei'er."
"What?" There was only softness in her tone.
Yamcha looked at her, "Go to a place with me first."
"Where to go?" The sense of vigilance came over again.
"Kami's Lookout."
Six-Star Dragon's face changed drastically and he took half a step back.
"You want to ambush me?"
"I'm taking you back to find a way to save your life."
Yamcha took a step forward,
"Your Dragon Balls is full of Negative Energy. As long as they are still there, you will always be Evil Dragon and will never see the light of day."
"But what if someone could extract those dirty things separately and purify them while preserving your life and consciousness?"
"This is impossible..." Six-Star Dragon's voice trembled.
"Dragon Balls is me, inseparable. If you separate me forcefully, I will disappear."
"That's because you don't know."
Yamcha's tone is extremely arrogant.
"My friend Krillin, in the Demon Realm, he perfectly separated the good and bad sides of a more terrifying monster. The good nature is still alive and kicking and grabbing the buns to eat."
"Krillin?"
Six-Star Dragon's deep memory was touched.
It was an existence that even the source that gave birth to her was extremely afraid of.
"Can he really do it?"
"Yes, I definitely can!" Yamcha stretched out his right hand, palm facing up, "Follow me."
Six-Star Dragon looked at that hand.
Generous, with battle scars, but very warm.
After hesitating for a moment, the slender blue palm stretched out and touched Yamcha's palm.
Very cold.
Holding Yamcha with your backhand, the heat from Eternal Energy Reactor was immediately transferred to it.
"Let's go!" Yamcha held her hand tightly and looked at the skyline.
Even if he risked his life, he could save this man!
However, when Krillin sees him naked and leading a girl Evil Dragon back to Kami's Lookout, will he directly drop a thunderbolt and kill him on the spot?