Musashi of the Elves

"Oh, are you going to Kikyo? My beloved future queen, thinking of your innocent hands stroking the strings, and your beautiful face, I really want to get it and take it for myself. , But it’s not working right now. You have not grown to your most beautiful moment. Let me see if there are any suitable small gifts nearby to give to my beloved Queen."

"It's you, a body full of trauma, full of hateful souls, but such a small gift doesn't seem very beautiful when it is delivered directly. It needs to be wrapped and dressed. Xiangwei, use the healing bell to repair this poor one. Little things, and add your best stamp to make this little thing look more cute and beautiful."

I saw that he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, handsome appearance, blond hair, wearing black casual jacket, black overalls, black jungle boots, he looked like a tough guy, but he said that it was a idiot. His words, a pink cat-shaped Pokémon lying on his shoulders, a cute appearance, blinded eyes that never sleep, slightly raised corners of his mouth, and the iconic big pink tail that looks like a cat's hand.

Hearing the owner's instructions, he walked gently to a scarred trumpet bud and saw his flexible brown roots cut off and a lifeless spread on the ground. The thick, shiny leaves are now long gone. Dilapidated, hung tenaciously on the slender main stem, the yellow trumpet-shaped head is considered the only well-preserved organ throughout his body.

But the little black eyes without glamorous color, breath like gossamer, to no avail, without reliable treatment, I'm afraid it won't be able to survive today.

"Mi." Meow to the tail is elegant, with a haughty look, condescendingly looking down at the tortured horn bud that has no original shape, and yelling disdainfully, regardless of the horn bud showing fear and fear after hearing her scream. The face of longing for life, gently shaking the thick tail, the three yellow pompoms at the end of the tail randomly collided with each other and made a jingle, turning into warm ripples and constantly soothing the injured body of the horn bud. The angry body began to glow again under the treatment of healing fluctuations.

Although the healing bell can't completely repair the broken body of the horn bud, it is just right to stimulate the last bit of survival in the heart of the horn bud. The only remaining roots creep slowly, and plunge into the solid ground a little bit, broken. At the last afterglow of the setting sun, the hard-bearing recipient of the leaves began to bloom little by little throughout the body of the trumpet bud.

The first thing to repair is the roots. Numerous hairy roots grew out of the truncated and intertwined and eventually became a new root. Just like the previous one, they can't wait to plunge into the earth and absorb the nutrients from the earth.

"Papa, very good, as I expected, as long as there is a chance to live, no matter how it is destroyed, the living body will seize the last straw and try to survive."

This man did not know when he appeared next to Trumpet Bud, touching the soft hair of the tail, while talking about Trumpet Bud.

"Noise!"

The Horn Bud, who had only recovered halfway, heard the human voice, immediately opened his eyes to reveal the machine's horrified expression, shaking his slender waist and about to escape, but how could he complete the difficult movement of escaping when he was weak, and fell directly on his stomach. Ground.

"This is your attitude towards lifesavers?" The man looked at the horn buds that were on the ground playfully. He couldn't hear the joy or anger in his tone, but the horn buds trembled more and more.

"Mi~"

Xiang Wei Miao glanced at her master with an annoyed look, and gently shook her tail, the healing bell rang again, smoothing out the fear and anxiety of Trumpet Bud.

"Miao Xiangwei, you are reliable. You are indeed my original Pokémon. Unlike the two rough guys, the Tortoise Tortoise and the Mosquito Frog, you know that doing miracles can't help you at all in this regard."

The two elf **** on the youth's waist quivered uncomfortably, but there was no use for eggs.

After the young man praised Xiangwei Meow, he looked at Horn Bud and said: "Don't look at me like this, I really want to torture you and I won't talk too much nonsense to you.

Although I am not a good person, I disdain to abuse the weak, but saving you is not without conditions. After you recover, I will try my best to do something big for me in Kikyo, such as revenge for the torture. Your people, then hide in the Tower of Trumpet Bud, rest assured that as long as you hide inside, no one can do anything to you. Then calmly wait for this girl to appear, become her Pokémon or become her fellow Pokémon, how can it be done? "

The young man took out a photo of Musashi participating in the gorgeous contest, showed it to Horn Bud, and then said his plan.

When Horn Bud, who hadn't reacted much at first, heard that he could avenge the humans who tortured him, he immediately set up his weak body and watched the youth constantly yelling with hatred.

"Noise, noise." You teach me how to take revenge on those nasty humans first.

The young man could not understand the call of Horn Bud~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and looked towards Xiangweimiao and waited for her to translate it for herself.

"Mi, Mi!"

Xiang Wei Meow slapped her owner with her tail anger, and she is not a omnipotent tool cat.

However, he accepted his fate and explained to the youth what Horn Bud had said.

"Oh, revenge on those people, no problem, but rely on your own strength to retaliate against those people, I am afraid it will delay my plan, so let's point out that those people hurt you, I will help you settle it, and finally How about giving you the last chance?"

The young man talked to Horn Bud.

Horn Bud agreed without even thinking about it, and then the process of punishing **** and eliminating evil, but from the beginning to the end, all the witnesses identified were Horn Bud, and there was no trace of young people.

. . . . . . . .

"That's how things have happened, the benefactor of the sky, who is right and wrong, karma, should be the case."

Zong Xian first explained the course of the matter from an objective perspective, but also gave his own opinion, that is, there must be results if there is something, and the fault is not in the horn bud.

"I have understood the matter afterwards, and I will re-try this case. Right and wrong are fair and comfortable."

"Sutian donor, is there anything else?"

"Zong Xian's first seat, I have a ruthless please."

"Please speak."

"I need to bring a horn bud."

"The request of the Sutian donor, I forgive the poor monk for not agreeing." The first seat shook his head. If the Horn Bud is handed over, the fate of the Horn Bud is self-evident. The speech is impassable, the arrogance of human beings, all things are detrimental to the Horn Bud. Yes, so I can’t agree.

"I……"

"First seat, tea is here"

Nianmo appeared on the fourth floor with a teapot and cup, interrupting what Su Tian was about to say.