bullyxtreme 140. Daughter
140. Daughter
140. Daughter
Zhang Wutian was sitting on the sofa, looking through past photos with Sun Wukong.
"This is a photo taken when we first got married. We were so young at that time." Wukong pointed to a photo and said to Zhang Wutian.
"You haven't aged now." Zhang Wutian hugged his wife and said, "I heard that the Saiyans have a long youth period in order to extend the fighting time. For a long time, your appearance will not change. Change."
"Zhang Wutian, you are obviously not a Saiyan, but you have not aged. Why is this happening?" Sun Wukong asked curiously.
"Because I am a god." Zhang Wutian replied: "Although I am not immortal, I still have the benefit of immortality."
Later, the two of them turned to photos of Wukong when she was pregnant.
"It's surprising how big a person's belly can be. At that time, I thought I was getting fat, so I increased my training volume a lot."
Zhang Wutian smiled bitterly: "You scared me at the time. Fortunately, I discovered it early and stopped your random behavior immediately."
"Hehe" Wukong touched his spiky hair and smiled sheepishly.
Then comes the moment when the child is born.
A little baby with a long tail and wrinkled skin is held in Wukong's arms. Sun Wukong in the photo is full of maternal glory, and the wild monkey atmosphere in the past has completely disappeared.
"This is what Wu Feng looked like when he was just born. He is so small."
"The doctors and nurses in the hospital were shocked that the hero's child had a tail."
"What's the point? Her mother also has a tail. Don't you hate tails?" Wu Kong said coquettishly, leaning on Zhang Wutian.
"How is that possible? I like tails very much." With that said, Zhang Wutian stroked his wife's tail behind her.
Sun Wukong instantly fell powerlessly into Zhang Wutian's arms.
"Don't touch it, it's still daytime"
"We're already an old couple, and you're still shy?" Wukong's reaction made Zhang Wutian intensify his hand movements, causing Wukong to gasp repeatedly.
The two people who became interested immediately had a good time on the sofa. After finishing some activities, Wu Kong lay lazily in Zhang Wutian's arms, and then the two of them looked at the photo album.
"This is a photo taken when Wu Feng was one year old. Everyone came, even Bulma came." Wu Kong said to the photo with a pink mark on her face.
"But Bulma still refuses to talk to me. It's really troubling," Zhang Wutian said helplessly.
"Zhang Wutian, why can't we let Bulma live at home? I think she would be very happy." Sun Wukong said in confusion.
"You stupid monkey is already a mother, why are you still so stupid?" Zhang Wutian pinched Sun Wukong's nose and said, "You are encouraging your husband to have an affair."
"But if Bulma can be with us, everyone will be happy." Wukong still can't understand the entanglement between Zhang Wutian and Bulma. In her opinion, both of them are her closest friends. People, what’s wrong with everyone being together happily?
"This topic ends here, let's continue looking at the photo album." In this regard, Zhang Wutian could only change the topic.
"The dance style in this photo has grown up and started to practice with us." In the photo, a healthy and lively girl has smooth black hair that is completely different from her mother, has a long tail, and is wearing a Tianbu-ryu martial arts uniform. The little thing is practicing with his parents in a decent manner.
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She is 3 years old, but Wu Feng’s fighting ability is amazing. "Zhang Wutian sighed: "When the two of us met in the deep mountains and old forests, your fighting ability was not even as good as one percent of Wu Feng's. "
"Wufeng is really amazing. She is worthy of being our child. One day her fighting ability will definitely surpass ours."
"It's very possible." Thinking of the Saiyan descendants who became stronger and stronger each generation in the original work, Zhang Wutian believed that this moment would come sooner or later.
"By the way, where is Wu Feng?" Zhang Wutian asked.
"Either in the martial arts hall, or practicing in the gravity room," Sun Wukong, the incompetent mother, said uncertainly.
At this moment, Zhang Wutian and Sun Wukong's 4-year-old daughter was sparring with her father's disciples in the martial arts hall at Tianwuliu headquarters in Xidu.
The little girl's name is Zhang Wufeng. Zhang Wutian hopes that his daughter can grow up freely according to her own wishes like the wind, so he named his daughter this name.
Originally, in order to commemorate his deceased grandfather, Sun Wukong wanted to name his daughter Gohan, but this matter was strongly opposed by Zhang Wutian.
"That's fine if it's a boy. It's really pitiful for a girl to be called Gohan. This name will make girls laugh at others."
If it were for other reasons, Wukong might stick to her idea, but when it came to her daughter's growth and future, she had to think carefully.
In the end, under Zhang Wutian's suggestion, Wu Kong agreed to Wu Feng, a name that was slightly homophonic to Gohan.
However, after choosing the name, Zhang Wucai discovered that he really had no talent for naming. Wufengwukong sounded like a pair of sisters. This name seemed slightly inconsistent when placed on a mother and daughter.
In the martial arts hall, the person confronting Zhang Wufeng is Mr. Satan, who has been a member of Tianwu Ryu for 5 years. The 4-year-old Wufeng looks small and soft. Even if she stands on tiptoes, she is only as tall as Satan. thigh, but Satan was watching this little girl with all his concentration, not daring to be distracted in any way.
"Come on sister Wu Feng, beat daddy." On the other side, Satan's daughter Bidili was cheering for her favorite sister Wu Feng in a milky voice.
"Bidili, you have to cheer for daddy." As Mr. Satan screamed, Zhang Wufeng keenly caught the opponent's flaws.
She rushed forward instantly, quickly arrived in front of Mr. Satan, slapped Satan on the face, and then kicked him away with her tiny legs.
Satan covered his face and rolled on the ground in pain.
"Satan, you are distracted." Rao, who has become a disciple of Tianwu Liu, said lightly, and then he said to Zhang Wufeng approvingly: "You did a good job, Miss, you caught the opponent perfectly. flaw."
"I was able to defeat Satan a long time ago. This doesn't mean anything at all." Zhang Wufeng didn't appreciate it at all. He stared at Rao with sharp eyes: "My target now is you, Uncle Rao, sooner or later there will be One day I’ll beat you.”
"Haha, defeating me is nothing. The real goal of the eldest lady should be the master."
"That's natural," Zhang Wufeng said loudly: "First, all my father's disciples, and then Uncle Leping, who put my father into a bitter battle. My father is my final goal."
Just as the little Zhang Wufeng was speaking grand words among a group of adults, a round landing capsule as narrow as a meteorite fell from the sky.
small theater:
First of all, starting with the name, the plan to turn Wu Feng into Wu Kong’s sister is going very smoothly, haha
Zhang Wutian’s face showed a sweet smile