"Now, you are Yamosi, the first time I saw you, I thought you were different!" The king tilted his head mischievously, and looked at Yamossi with his innocent and curious eyes, as if he was full of joy of exploration and discovery of everything.

However, Amoses did not respond to the king's words. He just looked at the king quietly, his piercing eyes full of deep thought. His face did not show any joy or pride because of the praise of the king, but rather a little heavy and serious.

Seeing this, the king couldn't help but look at Yamossi with some curiosity, he didn't know the true identity and background of this person named Yamosi, and he didn't know why he was here at this important moment. However, this did not stop his curiosity, but only wanted to know more about this seemingly mysterious and charming man.

In this mysterious and solemn hall, the interaction between the king and Amoses seemed so natural and harmonious. Their conversations are simple, but they are full of curiosity and exploration about each other. For the king, Yamossi is a figure full of mystery and charm, and for Yamossi, the presence of the king may bring him some unexpected opportunities and challenges.

When Amossi saw that the whole king was already standing in front of him, he nodded and said, "Yes." "

"Will you play games with me and be my friend?" said the king, enthusiastically holding out his little hand and clasping it tightly with Amoshe's fingers. At this moment, they formed a deep friendship in each other's hearts, and this friendship was stronger than ever.

Yamothy was slightly stunned, and he asked back in disbelief, "Be friends?" The whole king smiled and nodded, his face filled with a sense of happiness that he was needed. He went on to explain: "Mm-hmm, all the gods are so respectful to me that life makes me feel very boring. I really want you to be my friend. "

The king is like a prince in captivity in a castle, with only the Grand Priest, the God of Destruction, and the insignificant soldiers in sight. He didn't have anyone who could really be called a friend. Considering Jeon-wang's toddler-level IQ, he is at an age where he needs to play with his friends, and as such, he has been in a rather lonely state until he meets Goku, with no friends at all.

Yamosi's heart was full of sympathy for the king, and he couldn't help but think of the Monkey King, and couldn't help but think about whether it was time to make the future king and the current king friends, so that they could share each other's joys and sorrows. However, he ultimately decides not to interfere with the plot development of the story. After all, he is a person who knows the plot of Dragon Ball well.

"By the way, this is for you!" Quan Wang took out a button from his bosom and handed it to Amoshe: "As long as you press the button, I can appear anywhere and anytime, this is my greeting gift!"

"Well, then I'll take it. Yamoxi agreed and took the button.

......

At the moment of leaving the palace, Yamoxi's face couldn't help but show a touch of displeasure, and a chilling cold light flashed in his eyes. This coldness was not caused by the king himself, but from the news obtained by a great heavenly official's investigation—a shocking discovery about his bloodline.

In fact, Bardock is not only a descendant of Yamosi, but what is even more unexpected is that Bardock's wife Jine is also related to Yamosi's wife. The news was like a bolt of lightning that struck at Yamoshi's heart, turning his mood into a frenzied storm almost instantly.

Until then, Yamossi had never really set his sights on Vegeta, the Saiyans of that planet were known for their brutality and cruelty, and were even regarded as the evil of the universe. From there people who have some connection to the evil Saiyans, or some relationship with the righteous Saiyans, to the bad deeds they do! Therefore, I chose to ignore them and let them suffer their own fate, which may be the result they deserve.

"For tens of millions of years, I never thought that Kakarot would be a descendant of my blood!" said Yamossi bitterly.

He thought of Frieza again, the conceited and cruel Emperor of the Universe who had mercilessly slaughtered Saiyans, including his bloodline descendants. "Frieza, how dare you kill my descendants and my wife!" The fury in Amossi's heart was so fierce that it almost burst through his heart, and his killing intent almost turned into substance, tearing the balance of the universe.

The angry Yamossi turned to order the Great Heavenly Official, and there was unquestionable firmness in his voice, "Great Heavenly Official, go and save that couple, but remember, don't destroy the harmony of history." I think you can understand what I mean, right?" said Yamossi to the Great Celestial Officer.

"Of course, Lord Yamosi!" "The Great Heavenly Official, as Yamosi's loyal retinue and great butler, immediately understood Lord Yamosi's intentions, and he nodded slightly until his own aura merged with the fluctuations of the universe and activated the teleportation spell. In an instant, the energy fluctuations of the spell echoed in the palace, and his figure disappeared into thin air, and he was on the road to the rescue of Vegeta.

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