Pokemon Dragon Rides the Clouds

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"Desert dragonfly, fly."

The plain words reached the ears of Desert Dragonfly, whose head was short-circuited due to excessive panic. She suddenly woke up and reacted. She let out an ethereal cry, and her pair of diamond-shaped wings flapped and rose into the air.

During the high-speed flight, Miss Mi Chuan could only hold on to the desert dragonfly's neck to prevent herself from falling and no longer have time to use the sucking kiss.

"Desert dragonfly, spin"

Pushing up the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, Mo Hen spoke lightly.

The sandstorm has not yet passed, and the rocky site is still covered by sand and dust, blocking people's sight. All they can see is the rolling yellow sand that seems to start to rotate clockwise regularly.

A high-speed rotating salon roll traveled sideways, even disintegrating and grinding some surrounding rocks, and then rolled it in, making the salon roll larger in size.

The appearance of this salon roll also affected the audience in the audience, causing everyone to release their elves one after another, and used protection and other skills to keep themselves inside and not be eroded by the sandstorm.

"Giant Pincer Mantis, use protection."

Although she was hiding in a corner, there was still some sand floating here, which made Xue Kui, who was slightly mysophobic, simply unable to bear it.

He took out the elf ball and released a red mantis with giant pincers. Then he cleaned up the sand that was not actually on his clothes.

The pair of giant pincers of the Giant Pincer Mantis moved forward and opened a green light film, covering itself, Bo Lan, Xue Kui and Lillie.

"Thank you, Xue Kui, and the Giant Pincer Mantis"

Within the protective light film, Lillie smiled sweetly and thanked Xue Kui and Giant Pincer Mantis.

"Ah, how cunning, sweetheart, use psychic shock to stop the desert dragonfly"

Mupido, who was currently connected to Sister Mi Lip, seemed to be able to feel Sister Mi Lip's pain in the salon roll, and shouted with a heavy face.

In the center of the salon volume that is invisible to people's sight, a light green stream of light is constantly flying clockwise at high speed. The high-speed moving gravels that are sharper than knives scratch the surface of the green stream of light, but there is no trace of it. role.

Although Miss Mi Lun, who was still hanging on the desert dragonfly's slender neck, was in a very poor mental state, Mupido's instructions were still clearly conveyed into her mind.

Qiang braced himself, the pink light in his eyes lit up, and the fluctuations of his super power spread faintly.

Although the fluctuations of superpowers are very weak and tiny, it is difficult to detect them if you don't feel them carefully.

But the Desert Dragonfly is different. Every grain of sand in this salon is a part of her. No matter how small Miss Mi Lip's movements are, there is no way she can escape the Desert Dragonfly's perception.

An ethereal cry came from its mouth. The desert dragonfly flapped its wings, slightly adjusted its flight height, and deviated from its original trajectory.

It was such a small change, but Sister Mi Chuan was horrified to find that a rock that had been rolled up from the ground and had not had time to disintegrate was heading towards her.

But she couldn't let go of the desert dragonfly. As soon as she let go, she would be immediately involved in the salon roll. By then, there would be no hope at all. She could only hope that she could survive the impact of the rock.

"bump"

Sister Mi Chuan was severely knocked away by the huge rock, and her palms weakly slipped from the desert dragonfly's neck.

The pink color in his eyes gradually faded, and a hint of despair emerged, and then he was swept into the air by the salon roll that had a suffocating pressure, as if it was about to crush the person into pieces.

Sharp gravel and fine stones are everywhere in Sister Mi Lun's world. These usually insignificant things are reflected in the salon volume.

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After using it, it now becomes extremely powerful and deadly.

Every time Sister Mi Lun wants to use her superpower to escape from the control of Salon Roll, she is interrupted by the painful gravel and gravel...

The destructive momentum of the salon volume gradually diminished, getting smaller and smaller, getting smaller and smaller...

Until people were able to see what was going on, they saw an intact desert dragonfly flapping its wings slowly and slowly landing on the ground. On its back lay another one that had lost its ability to fight and fell into a coma. Sister Mizui.

"Sister Mi Chun loses her ability to fight, and Desert Dragonfly wins, so the winner is Mo Hen."

The referee announced, raising a small flag on his hand.

"Ah my little sweetheart"

Seeing the unconscious Sister Mizui, Mupido immediately ran to her side crying and crying. He didn't care that his body was covered with wind and sand, and he carefully picked up Sister Mizui with both hands.

Looking at Sister Mi Lun's lips that were chapped due to the moisture absorbed by the sand, Mupido shed tears uncontrollably. He hugged Sister Mi Lun and ran out at a speed that was inconsistent with his appearance.

He was going to the elf center on the cruise ship. Seeing his little sweetheart in such pain made him feel like a knife.

"Hey, I can help..."

Seeing the mammoth running past, Lillie was overflowing with sympathy for the elf and felt some inexplicable guilt. Just as she stretched out her hand to stop him, someone grabbed her wrist.

Turning around, he found that it was Mo Hen who had put away the desert dragonfly and returned. Mo Hen seemed to know what the girl was thinking, so he grabbed her wrist and shook his head lightly.

Shocked, the girl then remembered that her natural power could not be used in front of outsiders. She lowered her head silently and stood beside Mo Hen without speaking.

"Lilia, what were you going to say just now?"

Xuekui's eyes swept between Mo Hen and Lillie, and asked with some confusion. If she saw it right, Lillie seemed to want to call the fat man away just now.

"I......"

"It has nothing to do with you."

Mo Hen was one step ahead of Lillie, and said calmly, then grabbed the girl's wrist and walked out of the hall, with an undoubted domineering tone in his tone, "Go back."

He liked a quiet environment, but the noise in this hall made him not want to stay any longer.

"Oh, oh oh."

Agreeing, Lillie, whose wrist was grabbed, followed Mo Hen's steps, not forgetting to turn around and smile apologetically at Xue Kui and Bo Lan.

"Hey, Yulong Mohen, the fifth game is my game, aren't you ready to watch it?"

"Whether you watch the result or not, it doesn't change the fact that you will lose."

Without looking back, Mo Hen pulled Lillie's back and disappeared directly through the door of the hall.

"Ahhhhhhh how could there be such an arrogant and annoying guy?"

Reacting from Mo Hen's natural words, Xue Kui's beautiful eyes widened. Suddenly she grabbed Bo Lan beside her and rubbed Bo Lan's head with both hands.

He scratched Bo Lan's neat and silky hair into a mess, and at the same time, he was gnashing his teeth and furious.

"Sister, sister, let go. He is the one who made you angry. Why are you taking it out on me?"

"Humph, sister is unhappy. What does it matter if you let me vent my anger? You are my biological brother."

"Which sister would bully her own brother like this?"

Seeing his sister being so unreasonable, Bo Lan was about to cry, and said with aggrievedness.