Pokémon Breakthrough Peak

Chapter 209: Come on, don’t worry about me, I just want to live a secluded life

The stars in the sky are shining with silver light, the bright moon hangs in the sky, the ground is blown by the breeze, the flowers and green grass are swaying in the wind, and the injured soldiers are lying on the soft grass covered with blood. .

Charizard raised a hand and put it in front of his eyes. There were dense and light marks on it. Even if it was kept in the state of the alloy claw, it could not completely block the cutting of the green storm.

Lost!

He put down his hand and looked at the stars in the sky with his bright blue eyes. The black-haired boy suddenly lowered his head and appeared in his sight.

He always has a smile on his face and has a small dimple next to his cheek, and his eyes are full of lingering tenderness.

The young man stretched out his white and slender hand. The fire-breathing dragon knew why the young man came over, but in the end, with a smile on his lips and a quiet relief in his eyes, he stretched out his ferocious broad hand to wrap the young man's small hand and took the initiative himself. sat up.

The boy seemed to be mumbling something. If you listened carefully, you would hear something. He would be seriously injured every time. Fortunately, he had prepared something in advance. He took out the medicine he had prepared from his pants pocket.

Seeing the young man's eyes full of distress, he was about to open the medicine and pour it on his hand to apply to the wound. At this time, Charizard didn't feel the slight discomfort after losing the battle at all. Instead, his eyes were full of happiness and tenderness.

Heavy steps sounded slowly. It turned out that Miao Wahua was approaching, and his temper came and went quickly. The output just now made him feel better instantly, but now looking at the scene in front of him, his mood suddenly changed. Somewhat worse.

Bulbasaur shook his head in amusement, and he kept looking at the young man in surprise.

It's different, it's really different. The boy's attitude is the strangest one he has ever seen. In fact, he has met many trainers. After all, trainers are the mainstream in this world, and 80% of his trainers will be the first. Time wants to conquer him.

After the battle, when he finds that his own elf is far inferior to him, he will start to complain about the elf's weakness, ignoring the scars of the elf fighting for him.

Originally, the line of sight was blocked, but at some point, when the black-haired boy was carrying Bulbasaur on his back to treat Charizard's wounds, Charizard took the initiative to bend one of his wings, blocking Bulbasaur's sight. This discovery made Bulbasaur dumbfounded. .

He took the initiative to make a sound to attract the attention of the black-haired boy to him. When the black-haired boy stopped and looked at him in confusion, he immediately made a move.

Two vine whips stretched out and rested on Charizard's shoulders. The surrounding grass particles became active instantly. Bulbasaur's body was like a transfer station, constantly being transported to Charizard's wound.

Charizard could feel the strong vitality filling his body. The red, swollen and blue areas where he had bumped and bumped had dissipated, the small wounds had begun to become scarred, and some parts of his body began to feel less painful.

Kiyoki took a step back in surprise. If the original Charizard was injured, even if he applied the wound medicine and returned to Miss Joy for treatment, he would have to rest for more than a day.

But now it seems that it has been almost completely healed from the surface. The wounds only have scars, which will fall off in half a day at most. The inside is not clear. I will ask Miss Joy to check it later when I go back.

Charizard stood up and moved his body, and found that there was no obstacle to movement, and his physical strength had recovered a lot.

Qing Muji retightened the mouth of the medicine bottle and carefully put it into the pocket of his pants. You must know that he is in a state of poverty now and save what he can.

"Thank you for your willingness to fight Yan. We have benefited a lot from this trip."

Qingmuji bowed to Miaowahua to express his gratitude. The fire-breathing dragon standing behind him also nodded. The opponent's strength proved that he was a strong man.

Bulbasaur nodded and then turned around and walked towards the original tree hole. After all, he still had to sleep at night.

Kiyomi Tsugumi and Charizard watched Bulbasaur walking further and further away. Kiyoki Tsugumi raised his head slightly, but he didn't know the unwillingness in Charizard's eyes.

Qing Muji suddenly took a step forward, took a deep breath, put his palms in front of his mouth to make a trumpet shape, and shouted loudly in front of Charizard's surprised eyes.

"We will come here again in the future, so please give us your advice when the time comes."

I don't know if it was Kiyoki Tsugumi's illusion, but Bulbasaur's figure froze as she walked back to the tree hole, and then she walked faster.

Qing Muji grinned and looked at Charizard, and both of them smiled heartily.

"Let's go, Yan, it's time to go back."

Charizard smiled and nodded at Qing Muji, and the two of them walked towards the exit of the clearing.

It was still the familiar forest, with trees everywhere in sight. Qing Muji didn't ask Charizard to fly with him. After all, he was injured, so wouldn't it hurt his conscience if he had to fly with him?

Qingmuji walked happily ahead, humming an unknown song. Although the melody of the song had long since disappeared, it was enough to sing happily.

Charizard looked at Qing Muji with a smile, his eyes would not relax for a moment and kept scanning the surroundings. The forest at night was very dangerous.

Qing Muji estimated the time. They came out at about eight or nine o'clock in the evening. Of course they sneaked out. At eight or nine o'clock, Miss Joy would restrict the young trainer from letting them go out. When they go back later, they will probably have to act cute and pretend. stupid.

The wind rustled the leaves, and a young woman's figure was nestled next to the dim tree stump in front, with long hair and a white upper body.

Um! Um? Um? ! ! ! ! ! ! !

What the hell do I rely on? Isn't this the elf world? What's going on with this inexplicable sense of sight?

Qing Muji felt his scalp was numb and his eyes were dazed.

(Watching Douyin these past two days, I feel inexplicably emotional. Watching Douyin, I understand a truth. Douyin dramas all rely on acting skills, hahahahaha)