Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 876

In the palace, the girl in Tsing Yi and the flower-picking thieves clashed fiercely, and both sides suffered a loss.

The flower-picking thieves were rescued by the princess, and the girl in Tsing Yi struggled to get rid of the imperial army and fainted in the most remote imperial prison in the imperial palace.

The Maguan nicknamed Monkey saved her life, took her back to her residence, and took good care of her.

In the afternoon of the next day, the girl in Tsing Yi opened her eyes with difficulty. Against the sun, she saw a seven-foot-tall young man with her sword in her hand and exclaimed.

"Hey..." she frowned and yelled subconsciously.

"Chang!"

An abrupt sound came from the silent space, and the young man was so scared that he drew the sword in his hand.

"Girl, you woke up."

The light on the sword awakened the young man. He smiled awkwardly and raised the sword in his hand: "Sorry, I just saw that this sword is very beautiful, so..."

The girl in Tsing Yi stared at the boy's face in a daze. After a long time, she lowered her eyelids slightly: "Do you like this sword?"

The monkey scratched his head and said, "I like..."

"If you like it, I will give it to you." The girl in Tsing Yi seemed to remember something, her cheeks were slightly hot.

"No, I can't ask for it." The monkey returned the long sword to its sheath and put it back on the table: "This is too expensive."

"You should."

The woman in Tsing Yi cleared her mood, raised her eyes, and said seriously: "This sword belongs to you."

"It belongs to me?" The monkey was puzzled.

"Because you pulled it out." The Tsing Yi girl said.

The monkey still didn't understand: "Pull it out, there is a problem?"

"When I went down the mountain, the master told me that this sword is psychic and only me and my Ruyi Langjun can pull it out."

"So evil? Could it be that your master lied to you, how could there be this kind of magic sword in the world!" The monkey couldn't believe it.

"You can find someone else to try. If they can pull it out, I will do what you ask me to do."

The monkey also became stubborn, and immediately walked out of the room with the sword in his hand, looking for someone to draw the sword.

However, what made him more and more shocked was that apart from him, no one was able to pull out this spirit sword.

"You... are you a fairy? This is your fairy sword?!" Back to the residence, the monkey stammered and asked.

"I am not a god, my master is."

Seeing his nervous look at the moment, the woman in Tsing Yi suddenly laughed and said: "Get to know me officially, my name is Zixia, how about you?"

"I don't have a name. The supervisor called me a monkey, and the rest of the people also called monkeys." The young man's eyes were bright and he said seriously, "Is there really a fairy in this world?"

"Of course there is. Why do you think those legendary myths have been circulating for so many years?" Zixia replied.

The monkey said: "So, are you not a disciple of a fairy? But, this wound on your body..."

"I am an immortal disciple, yes, but I am not qualified enough to set foot in the immortal way."

Zixia explained: "As for the injuries on her body, she was injured when she caught a thief. This thief is currently in the palace, and it seems to be the face of your princess."

The monkey was taken aback by what she said, and hurried to the bed, covering her mouth: "Little fairy, you can't talk nonsense about this. If someone else hears it, the consequences will be disastrous."

Feeling the man's breath coming from him, Zixia felt a little strange in her heart, but she was inexplicably happy, her eyes bent into crescents: "Don't worry, I will protect you."

The monkey was extremely angry, and said, "Just because of your ill state now, it would be nice to be able to take care of yourself. You still want to protect me?"

Zixia nodded earnestly and said: "As long as you are not trapped in the army, no matter what kind of master comes, I can take you away safely."

"My lord, the monkey holding the purple sword is here."

As soon as the monkey wanted to speak, footsteps heard abruptly in front of the door.

After a while, the sound of footsteps gradually stopped, and a vaguely familiar voice sounded.

"Let's release the arrow to force the demon girl." Someone responded softly.

"Rainy..."

In an instant, thousands of jet-black long arrows pierced the door, window, and even the wall, rushing towards the two of them overwhelmingly.

The monkey was stunned and stood still.

Zixia endured the pain in her body, jumped up abruptly, drew out the long sword on the table, and cut off all the arrows that attacked the two.

"let's go."

Grasping the monkey's clothes with one hand, Zixia's long sword was like a dragon, leading hundreds of arrows to fly back upside down, shooting hundreds of warriors holding bows to death.

"Devil, don't be rampant."

A white-faced middle-aged man shifted his position and came to Zixia, with his fingers like a hook, grabbing her throat.

"Go away!"

Zixia's sword reversed, drew towards his wrist, kicked him on the chest, but did not kick it away.

The middle-aged man smiled coldly and hit the monkey's head with his backhand.

"Damn it!"

Zixia was angry. Regardless of the injuries on the meridians, she forcibly transferred her true essence, cut off the middle-aged man's hands with a sword, and pierced his chest with another sword.

"puff……"

Even though she killed the opponent, the true essence in Zixia's body was also completely violent, her blood swelling, she couldn't help but spout a mouthful of blood.

Looking from a distance, several masters of the Ouchi are like big birds, stepping on the eaves, and flying here.

A bitterness flashed across Zixia's face, running Zhenyuan, leading the monkey all the way to the outside of the palace.

As she said, her speed is absolutely amazing in light work.

In an instant, several masters were thrown away and escaped from the palace.

Not long after she left the palace, Zixia's true essence was exhausted, her essence was exhausted, and she took the monkey and fell from the eaves.

"Bang, hiss..."

The monkey felt his arm broke, and he was constantly exuding bone-piercing pain.

"Hurry up and leave the imperial city, otherwise, you and I will both die." Zixia grabbed the monkey's shoulder and spoke word by word.

After speaking, she fainted.

The monkey stared at her body blankly, and looked up at the road ahead. For him, the road was so strange, he was at a loss...

Three months later, inside Jinling City.

The monkey dressed as a shopkeeper, hiding in an inn, looking at the wide street in shock.

But above the bluestone ground, a group of soldiers in black armor, armed with dark spears, opened the way in front.

A man rode on a white horse with an indifferent expression, and was led by soldiers into this thousand-year-old capital.

By his side were a monk, a scholar, and seven or eight generals who looked like cold stars.

"boom!"

Inexplicably, when the monkey saw this man for the first time, vaguely, there were many completely unfamiliar images that appeared in his mind.

He wanted to write it down, but in the end he kept nothing. *

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