"Chen Yi~! Hahaha!"

Little Wukong flew towards him on a somersault cloud with a hearty and innocent laugh.

"Chen Yi! What the hell are you doing?"

Turtle Immortal opened the door and ran out.

The movement made by Chen Yi just now startled him who was admiring art.

"Grandpa~"

When Turtle Immortal heard the sound above his head, he raised his head and put up a tent with his hands.

"Huh? Is he the kid riding a somersault cloud?"

"Hahaha, grandpa, how are you!"

The somersault cloud landed and little Wukong jumped down.

"Yeah, I'm fine. You look pretty good too, huh?"

Only then did Turtle Immortal notice the little girl who came down from the somersault cloud with him.

Um……

"Kid, how come the girl you're with has become smaller? Last time I saw her breasts were obviously very big."

"..." Chen Yi, with a dark look on his face, grabbed his neck and dragged him aside.

"Teacher Wu Tian, ​​she is not the same as last time! Also, don't you think she is still young?"

The old dirty turtle doesn't care about Chen Yi's "offense". He is an approachable and fashionable old man.

After getting along for the past few months, although Chen Yi never waited for the old dirty turtle to admit it, the relationship between the two has become good, and they have become very casual in getting along with each other.

"Huh? I see. I mean, it's obviously big. Although this one is cute, it's very small..."

"Hello!"

"OK OK."

The old dirty turtle waved his hand unconsciously.

the other side.

The little girl brought by Little Wukong was wearing a slightly revealing outfit and a small pink helmet on her head. She was whispering to him with a suspicious look on her face: "Wukong, is this grandpa really Teacher Wu Tian? It doesn't look like it at all.

"

"It's true."

"Okay, then I'll give him a try."

The little girl had disbelief written on her face and clenched her fists eagerly.

"Go and try?" Little Wukong looked confused.

"Aha!"

The little girl pulled off the decorative thing on the helmet, and threw it like a blade.

"Um?"

The Kame Immortal who was talking to Chen Yi flashed his sunglasses and suddenly turned around and waved his walking stick.

"Hey ha!"

The cold light flashed through, and Kame Immortal maintained his stance of blocking with a horizontal stick.

The head of a stick slid down...

"Oh!"

The old dirty turtle screamed and squatted down holding his head.

The blade was inserted right in the middle of his shiny forehead...

"It hurts, it hurts...!"

"..."

Chen Yi stroked his forehead and couldn't bear to look at it.

There is no one else. Such a big blade is inserted into the head, and nothing happens. He is worthy of being the god of martial arts!

The little girl pointed at the old dirty turtle angrily: "You are not Teacher Wu Tian at all!"

The old dirty turtle covered his head and shouted angrily: "Idiot! Of course I can't dodge your sneak attack like this!"

It is definitely impossible to avoid it. Chen Yi knows that the old dirty turtle just likes to play.

This old man has never been serious for a moment.

"Then do you have any evidence?" The little girl looked at him miserable and hesitated.

"This is my driver's license! You can see it for yourself, right?"

The old dirty turtle took out his driver's license to prove his innocence.

"It seems...it's true. Ah! I'm sorry!"

The little girl looked at the photo and name on the driver's license, and immediately stepped on the old dirty turtle's head in panic, grabbed the blade with both hands, and pulled it out hard...

puff!

"Oh!"

The old dirty turtle's forehead was bleeding and he fell to the ground...

"Okay, little Wukong, you came to see Teacher Wu Tian for something, right?"

Can this old man bear the loss of blood every day?

Chen Yi wiped his cold sweat and spoke directly to end the farce.

"Ah, yes."

Little Wukong woke up from his daze.

"Teacher Wu Tian, ​​Chen Yi, this is Qiqi, the daughter of the Bull Demon King."

Turtle Immortal stopped crying in pain and raised his head: "Oh? So you are the daughter of the Bull Demon King?"

"Yes, grandpa, we came here to borrow a banana fan from you."

"Oh? Banana fan? A banana fan that can control wind and rain?"

Little Wukong shouted: "Yes, yes."

"I have a banana fan, but what do you want to borrow it for?"

Qiqi said anxiously: "We want to use it to extinguish the fire of fried bread mountain."

"Well...that's it."

Kame Sennin obviously also knows about the fried bread mountain they are talking about.

Turn around and look deeply at the sky and the sea.

Little Wukong scratched his head: "Grandpa, are you thinking about it?"

"come here."

Turtle Immortal waved, looked at Chen Yi warningly, and then brought Little Wukong to the corner.

"What's wrong?"

"I can lend you the banana fan, but..."

A slanting light flashed on his sunglasses: "I have a condition. Where is the girl you were with last time? The one with a good figure?"

"You mean Bulma?"

"Yes, yes!" the old dirty turtle said excitedly: "I want to see her figure. As long as you agree, I will lend it to you."

Chen Yi's ears twitched and his face twitched, as if he wanted to slap him with a fiery palm.

Little Wukong was at a loss for a while, then showed a big smile: "Well... you can take a look at Bulma's figure if you like."

The old dirty turtle was stunned: "Oh? You are really courageous."

Chen Yi suddenly appeared behind him and said gloomily: "Teacher Wu Tian, ​​can't you be satisfied even if I give you so many 'gifts'?"

"What, what are you doing? You don't understand at all. I am an old man over three hundred years old and I don't have much time left in my life. What does it matter if you fulfill my little wish before I die? Just treat it as a farewell."

Chen Yi sneered: "Hey, don't think that I don't know that you have drank the longevity water."

"How do you even know this?" The old dirty turtle was stunned, and then said angrily: "Why are you talking about this? You kid, don't listen to him, I'm going to find the banana fan now, remember to promise me!"

After saying that, he ran into the turtle house.

After a while, he poked his head out of the window again: "Well... I'm sorry, I remembered. I was cleaning the room some time ago and I thought the banana fan was too dirty, so I threw it away..."

"..."
To be continued...