My elves have no weaknesses

"Come on, don't pity me!"

Yang Cheng cheerfully faced Reggie Locke and opened his hands with a free and easy expression.

But just by closing his eyes, Reggie Locke had already completed extracting the energy from Li Ze's body.

"Okay." Reggie Locke's voice came.

Yang Cheng blinked in confusion and groped with his hands: "This hasn't changed either."

It's just that a green light shines in the entire fog, making the originally slightly dark environment much brighter.

As the energy merged into Reggie Locke's body, the scene became calm again.

But Yang Cheng could tell that Reggie Locke was in a good mood. Even if the latter had no face, Yang Cheng could still feel it.

"What's your name human?"

Faced with Reggie Locke's sudden inquiry, Yang Cheng replied seriously: "Yang Cheng."

Reggie Locke didn't answer him, and Yang Cheng was also not in a hurry.

……

After a while, Yang Cheng noticed that many of the previous elves had disappeared, and only he and Reggie Locke were left in the fog.

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Reggie Locke's voice came again, "I won't move the rocks here again."

Yang Cheng was also overjoyed when he heard the guarantee. After all, the most important thing for him was to cultivate the puppet bear and live safely.

Your own safety is more secure now that you have the Reggie Locke Token, and you can also go on smoothly by completing this task and getting the reward to cultivate the puppet bear.

Thinking of this, Yang Cheng had to look at the puppet bear, who raised his head and looked at Yang Cheng in confusion.

Yang Cheng smacked his lips. It took more than a month to tame the puppet bear, which cost 70 million yuan.

Fortunately, through various reasons, he barely earned enough to spend.

As for Reggie Locke, Yang Cheng had the idea of ​​subduing him when he saw him, but he quickly gave it up.

Let’s not talk about whether he has the ability to subdue him. Even if he barely subdues him, there is a high probability that Reggie Locke will not listen to him.

"No, I can go back by myself." Yang Cheng replied while thinking. As for whether the task was completed, he could just stay for one more day.

Reggie Locke did not speak, but revealed the scene outside the fog.

The rain was pouring down, and the fog was like a barrier, completely cutting off outside interference.

This would open a hole for Reggie Locke, and Yang Cheng couldn't help but stop as he walked outside.

He turned back and said with some embarrassment: "Then I'll trouble Reggie Locke."

Reggie Locke nodded slightly, and the fog closed again, but within a few minutes Reggie Locke's voice sounded.

"We're here." Yang Cheng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect it to be so fast. After thanking him, he took the puppet bear to the door and knocked on it.

And the elf center.

Xue Zijie and all the trainers looked outside in horror. The original heavy rain was blocked, and only the familiar and unfamiliar mist floated.

The knock on the door that followed made Xue Zijie's knees weak.

"Don't... don't be afraid, this elf won't hurt anyone." Someone said forcefully, but the stuttering tone and trembling shoulders were unconvincing.

Even Miss Joy looked worried.

"Boom boom boom!"

"It's strange why you don't open the door?" Yang Cheng knocked on the door for several minutes, but no one came to open it. He asked doubtfully.

But his muttering was unusually obvious in the quiet elf center.

"Say...speak?"

"Elves can talk?" Among the crowd, Xue Zijie always felt that the voice was familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember who it was.

"Someone, please open the door! I won't eat you." Confused Yang Cheng walked to the window and saw that everyone was in the hall, but no one moved.

So he returned to the door again and started knocking on the door.

All kinds of weird behaviors made everyone's minds drift away, and some even wrote suicide notes.It’s because I’m afraid that my trembling hands will make my handwriting crooked and ugly.

Yang Cheng's hand paused outside the door. He suddenly realized the reason and glanced at the mist behind him: "Xue Zijie, hurry up and open the door. It's me, Yang Cheng."

The sound was loud this time, and even though everyone in the elf center was deliberately discussing it out of fear, it was still heard clearly.

"Xue Zijie, if I heard you right, someone outside is calling you." Someone who knew Xue Zijie looked at him and asked in confusion.

Xue Zijie was stunned for a moment, and when he savored the sound carefully, it seemed that it was really Yang Cheng.

After plucking up the courage, he moved to the door and asked cautiously: "Is it really you, Yang Cheng?"

"I opened the door!"

Upon hearing the affirmative reply, Xue Zijie turned to look at the waiting crowd behind him and nodded fiercely.

As the door opened, the shadows of Yang Cheng, who looked helpless, and the puppet bear stretched under the light in the room.

After entering the house, Yang Cheng was not in a hurry. Instead, he turned around and said to Miwu, "I'm here, please trouble you."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the mist did not reply, but evacuated the elf center with only a slight fluctuation.

And the sound of raindrops was heard again.

Yang Cheng turned around, he took a step and everyone took a step back.

Yang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then took a few steps, scaring everyone back again and again, and finally pressed against the wall.

Xue Zijie stood at the front of the crowd: "Are you really Yang Cheng?"

Li Ze was helpless: "Xue Zijie, your elf appearance and appearance are very cool."

"Meng Yi, you lost 1000 yuan to me during the day."

Yang Cheng called out everyone in the crowd who he had interacted with in the past two days, and everyone was finally relieved.

However, everyone still looked at Yang Cheng and Tong Dou Xiong from time to time while talking.

But Yang Cheng didn't forget what he deserved.

Yang Cheng turned his head and looked at Xue Zijie: "Brother Xue, look at whether the reward should be..."

Xue Zijie looked excited. He came closer and looked at Yang Cheng for a few times: "I didn't expect you to actually finish it. Don't worry, I promised you it will be here tomorrow."

After the scene just now, no one would doubt whether Yang Cheng had completed the task.

So many people present had seen the mist occupying more than half of the place, and the familiar atmosphere just now was still fresh in their memories.

I don’t know how Yang Cheng completed the task. No one knew because of the rain.

"That's good!" Yang Cheng smiled slightly.

After getting a positive answer from Xue Zijie, Yang Cheng also yawned, found a recliner and fell asleep.

A person in the crowd saw his position being taken away and did not dare to speak.

It was Yang Cheng's actions just now that caused a big psychological shadow on them.

Whether they could sleep or not had little to do with Yang Cheng.

In his sleep, Yang Cheng dreamed that early the next morning, Xue Zijie and everyone delivered a priceless treasure.

And once he changed hands and bought it, he no longer had to worry about money in his life.

But as the saying goes, dreams and reality are exactly the opposite.

The more expensive and rare it is in the dream, the more likely it is that in reality it is just a piece of junk.