There's something weird about this elf center

Carrying a deck chair and lying at the door, looking at the occasional passers-by in the alley, this was a habit Qiao Er developed when he had no business in the first month. He has been busy dealing with various things these days, and it has been a long time since Qiao Er had such a comfortable sleep.

There are many types of laziness, and laziness at work is definitely as desirable as staying in bed at school.

Lin Yihua, the trainer with the Strike Ghost did not come to the Elf Center today as promised to Qiao Er. He didn't know if he had forgotten, or the time had not come yet, or maybe he simply never thought about coming again.

Qiao Er privately inquired with Xiong San and others. These regular customers had no impression of Lin Yihua. He was probably just a passer-by, and his participation in the previous competition was just a coincidence.

Qiao Er was a little concerned about this matter, but not much. What I care about is that there are indeed some problems with the Strike Ghost. This is not because he, Qiao Er, is not a saint. He can clearly state that he will treat the Strike Ghost, but he cannot control whether Lin Yihua will bring the Strike Ghost to treat him.

Strike Ghost is a very humanoid fighting elf, even its palms are similar to humans. As fighting elves, they tighten their belts to help themselves quickly enter a state of concentration. Basic movements such as knives, punches, and kicks are not difficult for them.

And the practice they like pursues strength from both the physical and spiritual aspects. The mind is strong, able to stick to one's heart, not affected by external objects, and has a smaller chance of falling into negative states such as charm and confusion. Physical practice, on the other hand, focuses on the control of strength.

In yesterday's game, Qiao Er didn't observe carefully, let alone let the system scan the status of the strike ghost. But Qiao Er's eyesight and experience can also convince him that there is indeed a problem with the ghost attack. For an elf with subtle power control, it may indeed not be able to play the guitar well, but it will never be the state where the fingers are stiff.

Is his finger injured? Qiao Er thinks it's very possible.

"Bah! You scumbag! Hong Shixian, I didn't introduce my best friend to you so that you could have sex with me!"

"Misunderstanding? Okay, then tell me, who is the shameless person who said, 'You are so naughty' to that bitch?"

"Still wearing my clothes? I'm going to go back with the bricks and dunk on her head right now, let this little bitch know that whoever puts on a coat is a mystery to you!"

"Begging me? Please give me a damn and ask Huapi to save her life! Bastard!"

Liang Pinru hung up the phone harshly and stood in the alley cursing to himself for a while. He still felt upset and wanted to smash the phone in his hand.

When I was chasing him before, I was more dog-licking than anyone else. When I got tired of chasing him, I actually got together with my best friend, hiding it from myself, and constantly adding bricks and mortar to my head. The two of them worked as hard as three bees. A disagreement resulted in the construction of a skyscraper green building.

As that song goes, love is a light, so beautiful, guiding us to the future we want.

Yes, it's so wonderful. Love is a light, green and shiny above your head.

"Qiuwa."

A small cry came, with concern and a little fear.

It's an elf shaped like a wreath.

Flower Healing Ring, a flower-picking Pokémon, is an attribute elf, and its main body looks like a forest elf. Because I like flowers very much, I often collect the flowers and make them into garlands. Therefore, people often see them in the shape of garlands, hence the name. When you see someone you like, you will give your cherished garland to that person.

"Qiuwa."

Huazhu Huanhuan is Liang Pinru's elf. When she saw Liang Pinru getting angry, she stayed by her side silently. After Liang Pinru's anger subsided, he cautiously stepped forward.

The garland is very fragrant, and this purely natural decoration has earned Liang Pinru many envious looks in her circle of friends.

But today, the naturally fragrant garland could not be placed on Liang Pinru's head as usual.

In mid-air, Liang Pinru slammed it to the ground and scattered it into several pieces.

"Qiuwa."

The sudden turn of events left Huazhu Huanhuan at a loss. She subconsciously stepped back, threw herself on the ground, and picked up the wreath in distress. However, Liang Pinru's heavy blow had already caused many enemies to be killed.