Chapter 845: We Are Wanderers, But Our Elves Are Not Wandering Elves
A few drops of life water were packed into a large tin bucket, and then, the only two water spirits here, Upo and Bigtongue, filled the tin bucket with great difficulty.
People are greedy, but the wanderers who are the leaders here know that once they have the idea of greed, this powerful Huaguo trainer in front of them ...... It must not be as easy to talk as it is now.
Mixed at the bottom of the capital elf world, the wanderer Rohm has long had a pair of very insightful eyes, and he knows the world well.
The tense atmosphere gradually eased, as if they smelled the smell of life droplets, and many elves hidden in the shadows gradually revealed their heads, a pair of eyes twinkling in the dim light, at this moment, like stars, full of anticipation and hope.
This frog seed, with its rotten seeds, picked up a small scoop from rattan weaving, which was the little elf used to water the flowers in the corner of the city, and some budding flowers were faintly visible in the corner of the wall, growing vigorously.
This is their masterpiece.
Dependent on each other?
Maybe that's it.
At this moment, in addition to the wonderful frog seeds, there were several little Lada who seemed to want to steal a little, but this movement was discovered by a pangolin in the burrow, and this pangolin glared at them fiercely, showing that his arms were many times thicker than these little Lada.
Here's the order here.
The elven world can't give them a stable home, can't give them a fair treatment, so they can only unite and treat themselves well, and treat the elves around them well.
"Meow—"
The deep and majestic voice of the cat boss made the whole neighborhood quiet.
The elves who were about to "cut the line" immediately stopped this idea.
These bold ideas will eventually make them understand what it will be like to have the iron claws of the cat boss!
Next to this cat boss, the twin-tailed monster hand, Lada, Little Fiststone, and a floating ghost elf ghost.
This is like the "evil force" under the darkness in the elf world, but this "evil", for these elves, after all, just want to give themselves a "home" to settle down.
At this time, the cat boss stepped on the footsteps, like a fierce beast descending from the mountain, and the left eye issued a terrible warning to these imminent Lada, and the corners of his mouth showed sharp teeth......
There is no doubt that this is a cat boss who has seen blood.
If there were no blood, there would be no habitable territory like the one we have now.
These little Lada trembled one by one, and it was true that the fat Lada next to the cat boss was the same as them, but no elf dared to disobey the cat boss in this backstreet neighborhood.
The cat boss is the only one who makes the order here!
It's just that there is an extra pink ball next to this cat boss, which makes such a killing picture more extreme contrast and weird.
Although Fat Ding has some guts, at least, some of the nature left in the fairy hall still has the "soft glutinous" of elves like Fat Ding, if it weren't for this Fat Ding's voice, it might be even more sticky.
The cat boss walked in front, and Fat Ding held his hand to his side a little crampedly, lowered his head, and looked up at Yang Yu's direction from time to time.
After all, Fat Ding is still a little nervous.
"Boom!"
"Bobby~~mile!"
The little dream demon and Pokébi, as well as the mystery Q that poked out their heads next to the little dream demon, at this moment, they all ran to the fat ding's side.
The little dream demon blinked, isn't the life of the cat boss the kind of life it has always fantasized about before?
Be a Dream Demon King!
It's cool, it's cool.
It's a very wonderful feeling.
Yang Yu looked at the picture in front of him with some surprise, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Yang Yu probably never thought that he would see an elf like the cat boss.
In the dark corners of the city, he maintains his own one-third of an acre.
Survival is the only law.
If it is a place where the sun shines, there is a bright light, but in this dark place, this cat boss has become the center that these wandering elves can rely on.
In the darkness, it is the brightest light.
The cat boss and his rock music subordinates set out, and the order was formed here in an instant.
"Bah!"
"Babble!"
One by one, the walking grass used its head to catch the diluted droplets of life scooped by the seeds of the wonderful frog.
When a little drop of water follows the trajectory of the grass on the head of the walking grass and gradually merges into the body of the walking grass, the eyes of the tired walking grass gradually become clearer and brighter.
Even if the life droplets are diluted, the elves who use the moves are dull, and for these elves, it still has an excellent effect.
If it weren't for the queue in turn, Yang Yu would never have thought that there would even be hundreds of elves gathered here.
There is a lot of walking grass, as well as small ladas and mushrooms, and occasionally one or two coyote dogs can be seen.
Every elf is fair, because the spoon of the frog seed tied with a rattan whip is not much.
It is precisely because I have lived here for a long time that I understand how precious these waters with the droplets of life are.
Those elves who want to drink a few more sips greedily have no choice but to watch the water in the tin bucket go less and less.
For them, this is already a "plus meal" in a day.
If there was no appearance of Yang Yu, if there were no life droplets used up in a daze, the water source they could replenish would have basically run out.
Ubo and Bigtongue are the only two water spirits here.
During the day, they need to follow the wanderers to the river on the edge of the city to absorb enough water, and when they return at night, they can get water replenishment for these elves living in the backstreet neighborhood.
Life was hard, but it was possible to survive.
If it were a rainy season, it would probably be a very good day for them.
In this way, Ubo and Bigtongue are equivalent to a holiday, and they no longer have to go with the wanderers to far, far away suburbs.
However, the rainy season is not a good weather for wanderers.
But what can be done?
Just to comfort yourself, tired elves can also drink the rain.
The wanderers here have shared a glass of water with droplets of life among themselves.
This glass of water, compared with what these elves receive, is much more, but for people, it is far from enough.
Water is the source of life.
Clean water, under such living conditions, is even more rare.
It's just that what moved Yang Yu a little was that these wanderers just took a small sip to moisten their throats, and then beckoned their elf companions to come over.
"La~da!"
Fat Lada jumped up and down happily like a fat man of two hundred pounds, his stomach was also shaking, he writhed his big ass happily, and ran in front of his trainer.
Twin-tailed monster hands and ghosts are no exception.
It was a happy time, and the joy that could be fully radiated when these wandering elves snuggled up to the wanderers.
The cat boss stepped on a powerful step and came to the side of the wanderer Rom, and his eyes fell on Yang Yu's body.
At this time, in the dim light, even though Yang Yu's face looked a little clearer, Rom didn't recognize this face, but he could recognize the elves beside Yang Yu.
A dumb king.
A dream demon.
A pokebi.
Identity is already on the verge of being revealed.
This is the trainer who stirred up the storm in the Boston Super Energy Gym, Yang Yu!
"It turned out to be your ......"
Röhm, the wanderer, crouched down and gently stroked the head of the cat boss, who rubbed his cheek proudly and contentedly against Rohm's hand.
Don't underestimate the most inconspicuous wanderers in the neighborhood, they often know a lot in this market.
Looking at the cat boss in front of the wanderer, happily licking the water in the cup with his tongue......
[We are wanderers, but our elves are not wandering elves]
"Huaguo Trainer, Yang Yu!"
Yang Yu held out his hand respectfully.
The wanderer Rohm was stunned, looked down at his hand, and then wiped the clothes on his body with some embarrassment: "North American wanderer, Rohm." ”
Perhaps it was the introduction and acquaintance between Yang Yu and Roma, and Yang Yu's fat Ding also walked in front of the cat boss.
[I'm Fat Ding! 】
"Meow?"
The pupil of the cat boss's left eye shrank.
In the majestic momentum, there was even crampedness and panic.
……
I'm a cat......
Cat cat boss.
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