Suddenly, the temple felt a shade, and when he looked up, he immediately saw a water balloon floating above his head, and then exploded with a 'bang'.

Whoa......

The hall put the same wet shuttlecock grass at his feet expressionlessly, and then slowly took out a towel to wipe his face, dried his hair, combed it, and then 'snapped'.

He trampled an unripe tree fruit under his feet to smithereens, "Go!" Go find that hairball, tonight's dinner is decided, I'm going to stew it! First, there is Bei Ye gnawing on scorpion meat, and then there is Brother Dian's stewed hairballs. ”

The water balloon just now was obviously made by the hairball with telekinesis, which was a naked provocation.

"Dreams!"

When the dream demon heard that there was something to eat, he suddenly came to his senses.

She danced around the temple quickly, round and round.

Although the hairballs don't look like a few taels of meat, the stew should still be fine.

"Nah?"

The eyes of the shuttlecock grass followed the figure of the dream demon in a circle, and then felt that the whole world began to shake, it screamed in confusion, and fell on the grass with a 'pop'.

The big needle bee wielded two poisonous needles, and its own trainer was cleaned up by Pokémon, and it was also very unhappy.

It flapped its wings quickly, and in a dodge it chased after it.

Since the boss has spoken, he wants to stew soup with hairballs, so let's catch up first.

"Dream ~ Dream ~ Dream ~"

The dream demon hummed happily, and then thought about what kind of soup would be better to make.

Spicy? Three fresh? Or chop it in half first and make it into spicy three fresh?

It's a pity that they searched for a long time but didn't find any trace of the hairball, and the other party seemed to have disappeared mysteriously.

Syllable!

Dianyi broke the branch in his hand, and his face was expressionless.

"Let's go, go under the tree before."

He was going to change his approach and go to the last party to lead the way.

Under a tall tree, there was a hairball, which was lying lazily in the grass under the tree, staring at the shade of the tree.

It's the most reassuring time of the day, because there are no food worries, no noisy flaming birds, and no green caterpillars gnawing on leaves, making it a great afternoon break.

"Furballs."

The furball rolled lazily in a circle, rolled over, and moved its stiff body.

It looked into the shade of the tree again, and suddenly found a face that made it tremble, and heard horrific words coming from its mouth.

"Hello, I want to stew a hairball and cook soup to drink, do you want to be boiled alive or boiled dead, or half-dead?"

The hairball shook his head quickly, and then he reacted, what is it cowardly, just a human being, what is there to be afraid of!

Just as it was about to rise up, it saw a large needle bee with a cold face and a poisonous needle against its head.

There is also a dream demon brandishing black tentacles next to it, and a pink green-leaf monster that seems to be preparing to eat itself.

"Hairball ......"

Furball quickly pressed his white tentacles against the ground and fell to his knees.

A single human is not scary, but a trainer with a thug is more scary.

As a new generation of smart furballs, it never does stupid things to be outnumbered.

If it's really going to be stewed, it also chooses a clean and powerful way to die, at least you have to sprinkle some spices, or give you something to eat before you die.

"Dreams?"

The dream demon tied the hairball with a shadow and asked the temple, as if urging him to hurry up and cook the hairball.

"Wait."

The temple squatted down and said to the furball with a smile: "I want to find one of your companions, who loves to sleep in the grass, you know?" ”

"Furballs?"

The hairball tilted its head, then the little brown hand nodded its mouth, and after thinking about it, it suddenly jumped up, "Hairball, hairball!" ”

Judging from the expression of this furball, the hall seemed to really know something.

It's a pity that his Pokémon language doesn't even have level zero.

"Dream demon, I'll leave it to you, let it lead us to find that hairball, well, I don't ask about the process, as long as the result is completed, after it's completed, I will reward you with five sugar gourds!"

"Dream !!"

The Dream Demon's eyes widened suddenly, and then he waved his little hand, obviously in disbelief.

She stretched out her little hand and snapped it, then nodded quickly and flew towards the furball, which was a little puzzled.

"Furballs?"

Maoqiu looked puzzled, didn't he talk about it just now, why did he change people again.

Bang!

As soon as the hairball's eyes flickered, it saw a black shadow pass in front of its eyes, and a small tree next to it was directly cut down to the ground as if it had been crossed by a sharp object.

The dream demon was already hard enough for the sugar gourd, and directly used all his strength.

Her strongest move now is the extremely compressed and condensed shadow tentacles.

When used for piercing, it can even pierce into rocks, and when used for cutting, it is not inferior to a sharp knife.

The only downside is that it is very physically demanding, and she can only maintain this state for half a minute at most, and she can no longer condense her shadow into this intensity after more than half a minute.

Therefore, its current daily workout has an additional content, which is to try to increase the duration of the shadow tentacles of maximum intensity.

"Mao! Hairball! ”

Furball glanced at the small tree next to him, then looked at his small body, and felt that he would definitely not be able to bear this blow.

It quickly fell to its knees again without any shame.

"Dreams, dreams."

The dream demon asked with a smile, but he forgot that he had his own light source, and it was a red light.

Hairball looked at the red demon in front of him, and nodded his little head quickly, for fear that if he answered a little slower, he would be cut into hairballs, "Hairball, hairball!" ”

The temple didn't care about the conversation between the Pokémon next to him, because he believed that the Dream Demon would take care of everything.

Even if it won't be for him, he will dedicate his own strength to the sacred sugar gourd.

"Dreams!"

The dream demon came back with his chest held up, and behind him was a well-behaved and obedient hairball.

"Dreams."

"Furball!"

The furball nodded desperately, and then walked slowly forward.

Although the dream demon loosened the tie on it, but if you look closely, there is a slender shadow spike behind it against the hairball, and the sense of coercion suddenly explodes.

As if he hadn't seen it, the temple glanced at the big needle bee, since ancient times, people who do great things must take precautions, and they can't make up for it, it's too late.

He'd better put another layer of locks on the ball.

Sure enough, as the big needle bee approached, the hairball obviously looked more honest, its fur trembled, and then led the way in front more obediently.

The temple touched the blade of the shuttlecock grass in his arms, telling the other party to pay attention to the abnormal changes in the air flow around him.

"Naa."

Shuttlecock grass screamed softly.

It closed its eyes, preoccupied with its senses, and prepared to stir up the fairy wind just in case.

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