I, the fighting party, became Xiaozhi's golden finger

As the afterglow of the setting sun fell, Xiaozhi, Xiaogang, and Xiaoyao bid farewell to the Ninja House and embarked on a long journey to Zijin City.

They walked along the winding path below the bicycle lane. Although they did not have the convenience of bicycles, they walked firmly and had aspirations.

Although the path was narrow, the scenery on both sides was particularly beautiful.

The lush trees shaded the afterglow of the setting sun. The breeze blew, and the leaves swayed gently, telling the hardships and beauty of the journey.

Xiaozhi and the other three walked side by side, talking and laughing, and deeply engraved this beauty in their hearts.

This place, like a private territory of nature, was occupied by a lush weed.

It was quiet and silent all around. Except for the footsteps of Xiaozhi, Xiaogang and Xiaoyao, no other noises could be heard.

This area seemed to be forgotten by time, isolated from the world, so mysterious and quiet.

Weeds grew in all directions, some taller than them, like a green ocean.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the gaps in the grass leaves, forming mottled light and shadows, adding a bit of mystery and romance to this area.

The breeze blew, and the weeds swayed gently, making a rustling sound, which was the whisper of nature.

In this world dominated by green, time became slow and heavy.

Xiaoyao's steps gradually became heavy, she was panting, and every breath was consuming the strength in her body. She fanned the wind with her hands, trying to dispel the heat around her, but the sultry heat was like a stubborn enemy and never retreated.

The weeds grew wildly around her, and some even submerged her lower body. This trap of nature was trying to stop her from moving forward.

Xiaoyao couldn't help but cast an inquiring look at Xiaogang.

"Xiaogang, how long will we have to walk?" There was a hint of fatigue and expectation in her voice.

Xiaogang patted Xiaoyao on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, we will find a way out. This is just a small part of the journey. As long as we hold on, there will be more beautiful scenery waiting for us ahead."

"???"

Xiaoyao: You...

I asked you how long it will take?

What are you doing here giving chicken soup?

Xiaoyao was confused. Why is Xiaogang talking nonsense?

Suddenly, Xiaoyao's footsteps seemed to be restrained by invisible chains, and the whole person lost balance and rolled to the ground like a fallen leaf.

"Ouch..."

This scream was like a harsh piano sound, breaking the quiet road. Xiaozhi and Xiaogang turned their heads suddenly like disturbed deer, and their eyes met each other.

Xiaozhi's face showed deep worry, and his voice was full of concern: "Xiaoyao, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaoyao frowned, and the pain made her words tremble a little. She supported the ground with one hand and rubbed her back with the other, her eyes wandering around, as if looking for the invisible enemy: "It seems that something tripped me, I... I don't know what Pokémon it is."

At this moment, the heartbeats of the three of them were like war drums, echoing in the quiet air. Unknown Pokémon, hidden deep in this road, waiting for their challenge.

"Swish, swish, swish——"

The sound was like an arrow shot from a bow, sharp and swift, echoing on the wide road, stirring up circles of air ripples.

The weeds on the road, in front of this invisible force, were like fragile paper, ruthlessly cut open, and the broken leaves fluttered in the air like green snowflakes.

Xiaoyao's heart jumped suddenly, and her footsteps unconsciously took a step back, her body tensed, and her eyes vigilantly scanned the surroundings.

Her fingers trembled slightly, and she seemed to still feel the aftereffects of the sound of breaking through the air just now.

Could it be that she encountered some evil Pokémon? This thought flashed through her mind, and she couldn't help but shudder. She bit her lower lip tightly, trying to suppress the fear in her heart, but the vigilance in her eyes became more and more obvious.

This unknown Pokémon, its power is powerful and mysterious, and it cannot be underestimated. Xiaoyao knew that she must remain vigilant and be prepared for everything.

Xiaoyao carefully released the Toad from the Pokémon ball, and the little Pokémon landed on the grass in a soft light like a little sun.

Its figure is petite and exquisite, and its feathers are warm orange, as dazzling as the rising sun.

However, once it stepped into the lush grass, its figure was instantly blocked by dense green leaves, as if it disappeared in a green ocean.

At this moment, Xiaoyao's mood became nervous and expectant.

Although Toad is small in size, its power should not be underestimated.

It is one of her most reliable partners!

She stared atThat piece of grass was expecting the fire chicken to show its strength and face unknown challenges with her.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh——"

The sound rang again, this time more densely, like a continuous drizzle.

In front of this invisible force, the weeds seemed to be ravaged by the wind, and the height suddenly dropped, revealing the position of the calves of the people below. Xiaoyao and the others couldn't help but look sideways, full of surprise and curiosity.

At this moment, the little head of the fire chicken also appeared in everyone's sight.

Its eyes looked around, smart and curious, as if looking for the source of the sound. However, no matter how it looked, it didn't find anything wrong. This made it a little confused, and its little head was full of doubts.

Seeing this, Xiaoyao couldn't help but move in her heart.

Although the fire chicken is young, its perception is very sharp. Perhaps it has already noticed something, but it just can't be sure.

So, she gently patted the little head of the fire chicken, giving it encouragement and trust.

The fire chicken seemed to feel Xiaoyao's encouragement, and a trace of determination flashed in its little eyes. Then, it looked around again, trying to find the source of the mysterious sound from the small weeds.

In front of the crystal clear pupils of the fire chicken, a wave-like red line suddenly appeared. It was like a burning flame, unique in the surrounding environment, and formed a sharp contrast with the lush grass next to it.

The fire chicken was attracted by this sudden scene. It took a small step and walked towards the red line curiously.

Every step seemed so light and cautious, afraid to break this beautiful picture. When the fire chicken walked to the red line, it stretched out its tender little mouth and pecked it gently.

At the moment of pecking, the fire chicken seemed to feel the power hidden under the red line, and a trace of surprise flashed in its eyes. It did not retreat, but continued to explore this mysterious red line with more curiosity.