I'm lucky to catch the elves

Chapter 73 Zhou Yulong and Huang Gaijia

The next day, Chen Yue packed up all his things early in the morning and was ready to continue on the road.

Before leaving, Chen Yue habitually took a look at his luck value today, and couldn't help being a little shocked.

Today's luck value: (+) 35 (—)
What the fuck?

Why is luck worth so much today?

Chen Yue was a little surprised, and immediately extracted 30 points of these luck points.

The remaining five points of luck can keep Chen Yue from being unlucky, but there is no reward event either.

He doesn't want these luck points to become reward events now.

It's still far away from the destination, and the probability of encountering Little Fist Dragon is almost zero, so it's better to save it up and use it when you reach the destination.

Then Chen Yue took another look at the luck value of the first grade of junior high school, and found that it was only an unremarkable seven points.

Chen Yue looked at Chu Yi with a little contempt, and then raised its luck value by two points.

Mosquito legs are also meat, so little makes more.

Chen Yue thought to himself.

This wave, this wave is the plucking of geese, and the capitalists will cry when they see it.

The first day of junior high who followed Chen Yue felt that he was a little happy today, so he cheekily asked Chen Yue for snacks.

"Ooooooooo~"

On the first day of the junior high school, he pulled Chen Yue's trouser legs with a flattering expression.

When Chen Yue saw the appearance on the first day of junior high school, he felt that it was very similar to himself when he saw his mother winning mahjong when he was a child, and he was in a good mood and took the opportunity to ask for pocket money.

Rolling his eyes, Chen Yue still took out a bag of snacks and handed it to it.

At a young age, I learned to observe words and expressions...

……

One person and one elf continued to move forward, and Chen Yue also saw many other elves on the way, but they were all friendly and did not intend to attack Chen Yue.

Chen Yue didn't intend to subdue these elves either, so he continued to move forward according to the plan.

At 48:[-], Chen Yue finally arrived at his destination.

Standing on a small hillside, Chen Yue looked at the steep and cliff-lined mountains of Huangshi in the distance, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"finally reached!"

Chen Yue was shocked.

At this time, the first day of junior high school next to him sneaked a look at the time on Chen Yue's phone, his eyes lit up.

"Ouch!"

Let's cook! Let's cook!

On the first day of junior high school, I screamed.

When Chen Yue saw this, his face turned dark, and the dog knew how to eat it.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know what to eat, idiot!"

After glaring at it, Chen Yue angrily took out food from his backpack and started cooking.

Seeing this on the first day of the junior high school, he curled his lips.

He said no, but his body was honest.

A trainer with integrity in mouth and body.

After cooking, Chen Yue put on his backpack and was full of energy.

Recharge one hundred luck points!
Today's luck value: (+) 105 (-).

Chen Yue was high-spirited, pointed at the mountain in front of him, and shouted at Fang Qiu: "Let's go! Look for the Little Fist Dragon!"

"Ow!"

On the first day of junior high school, he yelled twice, but secretly rolled his eyes.

It already knew that Chen Yue wanted to catch Little Fist Dragon.

That's okay, as long as the new partner doesn't affect its cooking.

If this new partner has a distasteful personality, the first day of junior high school can still have some fun.

……

This mountainous area is said to be a place where Little Fist Dragon often appears, because not only Little Fist Dragon occasionally appears here, but also the elf "Sandbag Armor" appears from time to time.

Sandbag armor, a rare elf of the steel type, currently only appears near the small boxing dragon group. It naturally likes to use beatings to improve its physical strength. There is only one evolutionary form, but after evolution, there will be a qualitative leap in strength.

Sandbag armor is a kind of elf with strong defense and physical strength.

The whole looks like a strong dwarf covered in carapace.

The head has a helmet-like dark brown carapace, revealing two eyes, with open oval arm shields in both hands, wearing a battle skirt, black muscles are solid and hard, and the defense is watertight.

Sandbag armor is a symbiotic population of Xiaoquan dragon.

The so-called symbiotic population means that the two populations have complementary capabilities, benefit from each other, and have a friendly relationship.

The symbiotic relationship between Sandbag Armor and Little Fist Dragon is quite wonderful.

Little Fist Dragon has an impulsive and aggressive personality. Although they will not attack strange creatures rashly, they like to fight very much.

Because fighting can improve their fighting skills and attack power, and promote growth.

But the sandbag armor's promotion method is completely opposite.

If they want to improve their strength, they need to be beaten.

That's right, the harder they are beaten, the faster their defense will improve and the stronger their strength will be.

This kind of m-like characteristics and the warlike Knuckles just hit it off, and they hit it off right away.

So the py transaction started between the two populations.

Xiao Quanlong beats the sandbag armor to improve his strength, and the sandbag armor is beaten to enhance his strength.

Therefore, the reason why sandbags are called sandbags is because they are like sandbags, and they are beaten by Xiao Quanlong all day long.

"No wonder Little Fist Dragon and Shabaojia are also called Zhou Yulong and Huang Gaijia..."

Chen Yue wanted to laugh.

But it didn't take long for him to suddenly find that his luck value dropped from 105 points to 50 points today.

Chen Yue raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

Actually reduced the luck value by 55 points!
Is Little Punch Dragon coming?

Chen Yue looked around energetically, looking for the figure of his target.

However, he saw a small, dark figure.

Chen Yue frowned and looked intently.

I saw a sandbag armor standing in front of a warlike monkey, waving the arm shield in his hand.

The militant monkey is an ordinary elf of fighting type, with golden and soft fur, a black turban on his head, thick muscles, tall stature, and a resolute and militant personality.

Logically speaking, although the warlike monkey is not as good as Little Fist Dragon, it should be able to hold down the sandbag armor. After all, the sandbag armor has no way to effectively defeat the enemy in its initial form.

However, the current situation is that Shabaojia looked at the warlike monkey with a dissatisfied face, while the warlike monkey was cowering, with rejection written all over his face.

“Davao Davao!”

Shabaojia waved the arm shield in his hand and shouted loudly.

Hit me hit me?Good guys don't need to translate.

Chen Yue complained in his heart.

After carefully looking around, and confirming to Chuyi that there was no trace of Little Fist Dragon, Chen Yue sighed and leaned towards the sandbag armor.

"Miku Miku!"

Facing Sandbaojia's request, the militant monkey looked at his red and swollen fist, his face was full of sadness, and the monkey's face was full of helplessness and pain.

Brother, I really can't keep beating you!

If the belligerent monkey is in good shape, it doesn't mind beating a sandbag to improve itself.

But the problem is that this sandbag has been chasing it all morning!
Keep letting yourself hit it!Who can bear this!
My fist is smoking, but you are still in good spirits!
Can't you go and find someone else?Don't keep wearing a monkey to pluck monkey hair!

The belligerent monkey was very aggrieved, how could he encounter such a psychosis today, what a disaster!

(End of this chapter)