Festival of the King of Elves

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The three of them ran all the way, reaching the hillside several times faster than when they came, and finally got rid of the group of trumpet buds behind them.

Even Xiaolan didn't care about her image anymore. She was so tired that she just sat on the dirt floor and gasped for air.

Surprise, panic, happiness, doubt, and fear Haitong felt that as his intense heartbeat calmed down, his emotions became clearer.

Not

Not exactly his mood

Weird thoughts arose in Haitong's mind. When he turned his gaze to Xiaolan, he could feel the complex emotions that should come after escaping from death, and they became even more intense.

When he turned his attention away from Xiaolan and looked at Ayan, this feeling became weaker again.

He had some doubts about whether his condition was normal. He thought about it quickly and thought that his brain might be particularly bright now. By observing the expressions and movements of the two people, he was affected by their mentality due to the principle of empathy.

Haitong actually thought of a possibility, but he thought it was too absurd and subconsciously denied the possibility of that guess.

Ayan stared at the big fight in the flower field at the foot of the hillside. His face was still frightened, and he gasped: "Hoo ho ho, these trumpet trumpet buds are so fierce."

Xiaolan nodded in agreement and said: "Fortunately, the wind chimes showed up and saved us."

Haitong looked closely at every part of the melee below. As he watched, he frowned and said to himself: "Something's wrong, something's wrong. They fought too hard. They didn't fight at all." should."

One wind chime controlled a trumpet bud with mind power, and the other trumpet bud used a flying leaf knife to almost cut off the long rectangular belt under the body of the wind chime. It was injured and unable to fall. The nearby companions quickly rescued it and then used it together. In addition to the noise, the surrounding trumpet bellflowers further strengthened and amplified the power of the noise-type sound move. The trumpet buds became even more angry. The leaves used as hands and the legs made of rhizomes began to dance crazily like monsters, fighting even more violently. Attacks all wind chimes and jingles around.

The fighting between these elves was actually quite brutal. Parts of each other's bodies were constantly being broken off by both sides. If it were a human battlefield, it would be a hellish scene like a millstone of flesh and blood with blood splattering and limbs flying everywhere.

Within a few minutes, most of the two groups of elves were suffering from minor or serious injuries. Many of them were tired or too injured to get up, so they could only lie on the ground.

"Look"

Ayan suddenly shouted and pointed to a place. The other two people looked over, both of them were surprised.

It turned out that after the battle was almost over, a group of people appeared in the other direction of the flower field.

Because they were hundreds of meters away, they couldn't see clearly the appearance of these people. They quickly took out the elf balls and subdued all the elf that had been seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Some trumpet buds and wind chimes that still had strength either ran away quickly or fought back.

Either Trumpet Bud knocked away these Pokémon balls with his hands and feet, or Wind Chime Ling used his mind power to control the Pokémon balls flying towards his companions, and then quickly left with his companions.

Even so, there were still many elves who were too injured and unable to resist, and were easily subdued into the elf balls.

Haitong and the other three were dumbfounded, never expecting that such a thing would happen.

"They are a disgrace to trainers. They are garbage like corpse vultures. They only take advantage of this to conquer the elves."

At this moment, a rich man's voice suddenly sounded above Haitong and the others, startling the three of them and turning around quickly.

Haitong was startled for a moment, he knew the person who spoke.

It was the brother that the girl in Hong Kong had called in the morning, a handsome young man with a slicked back hair, wearing a relatively high-end brand of sportswear.

Besides Hong Xiao, there were several people following the young man, one of whom was Jun Sha.

Hong Xiao looked at the embarrassed three people who stood up quickly, laughed out loud, and mocked mercilessly: "Speaking of which, they should be grateful to you. After all, we saw it from the surveillance video. It was you who caused another wave of chaos. He’s quite capable of getting into trouble.”

The young man from "Hongxiao" had a headache. When it came to causing trouble, it was his cousin's open mouth that was more capable of causing trouble. He smiled apologetically at the three of them and said, "My name is Qingbai, and I am Hongxiao's cousin. Don't take her words to heart, Hong Xiao just likes to talk nonsense and has a good heart."

Haitong has a cultivation that is not suitable for his age and will not be easily angered.

Xiaolan is essentially a girl with a good education at home, and she doesn't speak ill of people casually.

Only Ayan was regarded as the only son who was pampered by the family. He stared back at the red-haired girl and said in a long voice angrily: "Of course not. How can an adult care about a child?"

"You are a child." Hong Xiao's big eyes widened, and her voice became louder, almost screaming: "No, you are not, you are a big fat guy."

Ayan was furious and didn't want to lose face in front of his sweetheart. He was about to retort when the person next to him spoke again and immediately silenced him.

"Ayan"

Haitong's voice deepened, and he gave a rare shout. He looked at the little fat man seriously and said, "We are at fault in this matter. Those elves were caught, and we are responsible. Don't make trouble now."

After hearing this, Ayan and Xiaolan felt uncomfortable. Even though they were companions, they didn't like Haitong like this even though they might be right.

The people on the other side all looked like they were taking it for granted, especially the girl Hong Xiao, who raised her eyes above her head to look at the person, proving that she was right.

Qingbai showed a generous smile, waved his hands, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it was Hongxiao who said the wrong thing first, you don't need to apologize to us."

"Apologise." However, Haitong showed a surprised expression. He blinked his eyes with a puzzled look on his face, and asked as if he was confused: "I said, did you misunderstand something? I said we made a mistake here, right? I'm sorry for those trumpet buds and wind chimes that were taken away for free. They have nothing to do with you, unless those elves are all raised by you."

One sentence immediately choked the people on Hongshao and Qingbai's side, either their faces turned red or they looked weird.

Qingbai was blocked and felt suffocated for a moment, but Hongxiao opened his mouth and shouted: "This flower field raised by our Huatian Town belongs to our town, and these elves living in the flower field are all taken care of by us."

Haitong ignored the surprised Ayan and Xiaolan, but calmly looked at the girl who refused to admit defeat, and said calmly: "According to the facts I learned, this flower field was originally just a sea of ​​naturally growing flowers. Before the Flower Field was established, these elves had lived and raised here long ago. Does it have anything to do with the current Flower Field Town? Or is it because the town turned the sea of ​​flowers into a flower field, so they became in need of so-called human care?"

One sentence, clear and coherent, going straight to the source.

Among this group of people, the people who belonged to Huatian Town all had their faces more or less flushed. They were both ashamed and angry because they were ruthlessly ripped off by the black-haired boy. No matter how thick-skinned the person was, they felt a little bit hurt at this time. No.

However, the other three locals who did not belong to Huatian Town, two of them except Junsha, heard this and looked at the ugly faces of the Huatian Town locals, and they all turned their heads and laughed.

"It's just something you were born to raise. If you take possession of it and proudly say that you worked hard to take care of it, it's shameful."

"Ayan shut up"

"Yes, yes, I shut up."

Haitong glared and scolded his companion again, but this time, Ayan responded with a smile on his face and was not angry at all. Even Xiaolan on the side was covering her mouth and snickering.

"My defeated brother is shameless. Let's go and investigate the abnormality in the flower field."

The girl Hong Xiao was so angry that her eyes filled with tears, but she couldn't refute the other party's words. She could only talk about what happened in the morning. She didn't want to continue to look at the faces of these disgusting peers, so she pulled Qing Bai away.

"Well, let's go. After all, the flower field is dangerous, but we still have to find the root of the problem and solve it."

Qingbai also had a frosty face. Originally, he had some affection for the black-haired boy, but he didn't expect that he would be so ignorant and dare to put him in trouble, so he sneered and agreed with his cousin, and also hinted, knowing that The young man understood.

The young man and woman holding hands at the back seemed to be lovers. When they passed by the black-haired boy, the man whispered something.

"Leave early. It's more dangerous when it gets dark."