Dragon Ball: Despair

Lin Tian said for a long time before pulling back the empty eyes, and at this time Bulma also burst into tears, looking at the intact Sun Wuhan next to her, crying even louder, and she seemed to be a little older as she wept in place.

This, this, this... Look at No. 18 with a pleading look.

The 18th also came forward at this time and wiped his tears with a handkerchief, she is also a young woman who has just experienced the world, where does she understand the pain of losing a child?

The two of them were accompanying her like this, I don't know how long it took, Bulma was already crying faint, so he leaned on Lin Tian's shoulder, for the feuding No. 18, he still preferred to lean on the familiar Gohan.

Lin Tian felt a little sorry for her Bulma in this world, really miserable, and there was nothing. He picked up Bulma a little cautiously and walked down the house, put her on the bed, and then motioned for No. 18 to go in and change her clothes, and he waited quietly outside.

Feeling that there are not many people left in this world, and the interpretation of death in this world is too desolate.

After coming out on the 18th, the two were so close together, and they also felt a lot about the world's No. 18, and they had become ruined like this.

A long time passed, and when he sensed that Bulma was about to wake up, Lin Tian walked in and sat on the sofa and looked at her.

18 was outside, and she didn't want to provoke Bulma without going in.

"Are you awake, Aunt Bulma?" After

saying these words, Bulma's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, looking at the familiar ceiling, her eyes were full of sorrow.

"Gohan, thank you, I can ask you to find Trunks... Bulma, who was lying on the bed, turned her head to look at it, and Lin Tian barely had a smile on his face.

"Okay, I'll go, you're going to be fine. He took out some food from the space and placed a bouquet of flowers at the end of his bed, hoping that this bouquet of flowers would make her feel a little better, and she couldn't think of life and death.

After Lin Tian walked out of the house, he whispered to No. 18, telling him to pay attention to Bulma's situation and not let her commit suicide.

After explaining that he flew into the air, feeling the residual breath of Trunks, he found the right direction and flew towards him.

It took less than a moment to find Trunks, lying on the ground, at this time he was already lying in a pool of blood, his eyes were blank, not only that, his body was a little shriveled, it should be that he wanted to absorb some energy after killing and killing.

Seeing Trunks' tragic death, he had some grief, and did not care that the blood was directly carried from the ground and teleported to No. 18.

The 18th also saw the dead Trunks on the back, his body was still shriveled, and he looked miserable.

He looked a little worried, and Bulma saw how sad he should be. After thinking about it, he put him on the ground and passed some qi to refill his body. Otherwise, the thoughts are too ugly.

When he was done, he picked up a white sheet and covered Trunks. Taking a deep breath, he walked outside the room and knocked on the door, "Aunt Bulma Trunks I have found, mourning."

Suddenly, there were hurried footsteps in the room, and in less than two seconds the room was opened, and Bulma was now covered in a shawl and her face was extremely pale. Without paying attention to the feelings of others, he trotted all the way to Trunks' body.

With his legs soft, he knelt directly on the ground, stretched out his trembling hand, and slowly pulled away the sheets.

Seeing that it was her Trunks, the good boy who was still talking about hope when he left, had completely closed his eyes at this time. The blood on his body had dried, and he was carrying the sword behind his back, and the scabbard was stained red.

Bulma's tears came out again, and the voice that came out was already hoarse. I couldn't hear what she was saying. I could vaguely hear my Trunks.

No. 18 covered his mouth and couldn't help but cry, Lin Tian came over and hugged her from behind, just watching like this.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, Bulma suddenly remembered the history in his heart, pulled out the sword made for his son, and wanted to cut himself off. Seeing this, Lin Tian's figure flashed and took the sword away and threw it away.

"Oh, Gohan, you just let me go with Trunks, without him..." Before Bulma finished speaking, she was stunned by Lin Tian's fingers, and she couldn't let him say this anymore.

So he helped her back to the room again, this time by the side.

An hour later, Bulma woke up from a nightmare and opened her eyes to see Lin Tian sitting on the edge of the bed.

Stretching out his hand and pulling on his sleeve, he said, "Gohan, thank you for accompanying your aunt like this, how nice it would be if you hadn't died in this world."

Lin Tian looked back at her and said for a long time: "You have to cheer up, Trunks has also made great contributions to this world, we should bury him well in the place he likes, you are his only concern in this world, be good." The other world of Trunks also exists, and we will take you there whenever you want.

"Thank you for comforting, Gohan, but the way you comfort is really not suitable for girls, I really don't know how the 18th got you a hand when it was so beautiful outside." Bulma got up slowly and leaned back on the bed, teasing him as if slowing down.

"Hahaha, that must be me handsome enough."

"Little brat.

After saying that, there was silence, the two looked at each other like this, and finally Bulma said slowly: "I plan to stay in this world for a while, the enemies are gone, and I want to rebuild after the war, right? I'll leave with you when I'm done. "

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