140, Daughter

Zhang Wutian was flipping through photos of the past with Sun Wu.

"This is the 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 grown old now," Zhang Wutian said with his arms around his wife: "I heard that the Saiyans have a long youth in order to extend the battle time, and your appearance will not change for a long time."

"Zhang Wutian, you are not a Saiyan, but you haven't grown old. Why is this happening?" Sun Wukong asked curiously.

"Because I am a God." Zhang Wutian replied: "Although I will not live forever, I still have the benefits of immortality."

Then, the two looked at the photos of Wukong's pregnancy.

"A person's belly can actually be so big. At that time, I thought I had gained weight, so I increased the amount of training for this."

Zhang Wutian smiled bitterly: "You scared me at that time. Fortunately, I discovered it early, so I immediately stopped your random behavior."

"Hehe..." Wukong touched his sharp hair and laughed embarrassedly.

Then comes the moment when the child is born.

A little baby with a tail and wrinkled skin was held in Wukong's arms. Sun Wukong's body in the photo was full of maternal glory, and the breath of a wild monkey in the past completely disappeared.

"This is what Wu Feng looked like when he was just born, so small."

"The doctors and nurses in the hospital were startled, and the hero's child actually had tails."

"What's the matter? Her mother also has a tail. Do you hate it?" Wukong said coquettishly leaning against Zhang Wutian.

"How is that possible? I like the tail very much." As he said that, Zhang Wutian rubbed the tail behind his wife.

Sun Wukong fell powerlessly in Zhang Wutian's arms.

"Don't touch it, it's still daytime..."

"It's an old husband and wife, you're still shy..." Wukong's reaction made Zhang Wutian's hand moves aggravate, making Wukong panting.

The two of them were in high spirits and immediately had a good time on the sofa. After the event, Wukong lay lazily in Zhang Wutian's arms, and then the two of them looked at the album again.

"This is a photo taken by Wu Feng when he was one year old. Everyone is here, and even Bulma is here." Wu Kong's face was covered with pink marks, and he said to the photo.

"As a result, Bulma refused to talk to me until now, which is really troublesome..." Zhang Wutian said helplessly.

"Zhang Wutian, why can't we let Bulma come to live in the house? I think she should be very happy." Sun Wukong said in confusion.

"Silly monkey! You are already a mother, why are you still so stupid?" Zhang Wutian said, "You are encouraging your husband to find an affair."

"But if Bulma can be with us, everyone can be happy." Wukong still cannot understand the entanglement between Zhang Wutian and Bulma. In addition, she seems that both are her closest people. What's wrong with everyone being happily together?

"This topic ends here, let's continue to read the album." Zhang Wutian could only talk about it.

"The Wu Feng in this photo has grown up and has started practicing with us." In the photo, a little thing with soft black hair that is completely different from her mother, with a tail, wearing a Tianwu Liu martial arts uniform, and a healthy and lively person is following her parents in a pretty good manner.

"Although you are only 3 years old, Wufeng's combat power is amazing." Zhang Wutian sighed: "When we met in the deep mountains and forests, your combat power was not even one percent as good as Wufeng."

"Wufeng is really amazing. She is worthy of being our child. One day her combat power will definitely surpass us."

"It's very likely." Thinking of the Saiyan descendants in the original work, Zhang Wutian thought that this moment would come sooner or later.

"By the way, where is Wufeng?" Zhang Wutian asked.

"Either in the martial arts hall or in the gravity room..." said the incompetent mother Sun Wukong uncertainly.

At this moment, Zhang Wutian and Sun Wukong's 4-year-old daughter were having a discussion with her father's disciples in the martial arts hall at the Tianwuliu headquarters in Xidu.

The little girl's name is Zhang Wufeng. Zhang Wutian hopes that his daughter can grow up freely like the wind without being restricted by anyone and according to her own wishes, so he gave her this name.

Originally, in order to commemorate his dead grandfather, Sun Wukong wanted to name his daughter Gohan, but this incident was strongly opposed by Zhang Wutian.

"It would be fine if it was a boy. The girl's name was Gohan, so pitiful. This name would make the girl laughed at by others."

If it is for other reasons, Wukong may stick to her own ideas, but when it comes to her daughter's growth and future, she has to think carefully.

Finally, at Zhang Wutian's suggestion, Wukong still agreed to Wufeng, a name that was slightly homophonic to Gohan.

However, after naming, Zhang Wutian realized that he really had no talent for naming. Wu Feng Wukong sounded like a pair of sisters. The name seemed a little inconsistent with a mother and daughter...

In the martial arts hall, the person who was confronting Zhang Wufeng was Mr. Satan who had joined Tianwuliu for 5 years. The 4-year-old Wufeng looked small and soft. Even if she stood on tiptoe, her height could barely reach Satan's thigh. However, Satan was staring at this little girl with all concentration, and did not dare to be distracted at all.

"Come on Sister Wufeng, defeat Daddy!" On the other side, Satan's daughter, Bi Dili, cheered for her favorite Sister Wufeng with a slight voice.

"Bi Dili, you have to cheer for your father..." With Mr. Satan's cry, Zhang Wufeng keenly captured the other party's flaws.

She instantly advanced and quickly came to Mr. Satan, slapped Satan in the face, and then kicked Satan out with her tiny legs.

Satan covered his face and rolled on the ground in pain.

"Satan, you are distracted." Rao, who has become a great disciple of Tianwuliu, said lightly. Then, he said to Zhang Wufeng with approval: "You are doing a good job, Miss, perfectly grasping the other party's flaws."

"I was able to beat Satan a long time ago, and there was no such thing." Zhang Wufeng was completely unhappy. He stared at Rao with sharp eyes: "My target now is you, Uncle Rao, sooner or later I will defeat you."

"Haha, it's nothing to beat me. The young lady's real goal should be the master."

"That's natural!" Zhang Wufeng said loudly: "First, all the disciples of my father, and then Uncle Leping, who made his father fall into a hard battle. Dad is my last goal!!"

While the little Zhang Wufeng was talking boldly among the group of adults, a circular landing cabin as narrow as a meteorite fell from the sky...

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Small theater:

First, start with the name, turn Wufeng into Wukong's sisters, the plan is progressing very smoothly, haha...
Chapter completed!