Pokemon face paralyzed god

The middle-aged man in the fighting dojo is named Doug. After checking his savalon, his face turned blue and white, and changed in many ways, which is really not good-looking.

Xiaomao silently handed over the half bottle of good wound medicine in his hand, and smiled at him: "I have accepted."

Doug took the wound medicine bottle and held it for a long time before realizing it. He was afraid that he might have misunderstood, and explained: "I'm not the kind of person who has the guts to admit that I've lost. It's because I'm not as skilled as others, and I still have the responsibility to admit defeat." Yes." After a pause, his face turned blue again, "It's just...just that I didn't expect Shawarang's waist to be so fragile..."

Seeing this, it seems that there is something hard to say, Xiaomao is not interested in prying into other people's privacy, but Doug hesitates to speak to him several times, obviously the desire to confide is very obvious, but he is too embarrassed to say it directly because of face.

Xiaomao understood this, smiled dryly, and asked with concern: "Is there something wrong with Shawarang? His waist seems to be seriously damaged."

Doug's expression twisted for a moment, and his thick eyebrows frowned in pain: "My Abby Lang's eggs are almost flooded here, and the funds are not enough. It's really worrying."

Abby Lang's eggs... Hey, is it really appropriate for you to discuss this kind of adult topic with a kid in his early ten years like me? !Xiaomao's white and tender face was clearly distorted, and then he pulled the corner of his lips with a little embarrassment: "You can raise Abilang and Shawarang separately..."

——Is there any mistake? Is this the reason for Savalang's back pain? !Xiaomao's face was ashen. He suddenly admired Dr. Kongmu in Chengdu who specialized in research on elf breeding and laying eggs. His taste was too strong.

"It's the breeding season of fighting elves recently, and some things are unavoidable." Doug patted his thigh and looked him up and down with clear eyes, "I've always wanted to find a reliable trainer, Give him the egg."

Xiaomao was stunned for a while before realizing that he was pimped, and hurriedly said: "Sorry, I'm afraid it's not suitable, I already have six elves."

Doug looked at him a little strangely: "So what, it's so difficult that you plan to train these six elves all your life?"

Xiaomao was taken aback by the idiot's gaze. After thinking about it, he felt that what he said made sense, so he asked hesitantly, "Are you really going to give me an egg?"

"I will give an egg to every trainer who comes to the fighting dojo to challenge and win." Doug's bearded face showed unconcealable sadness, "It's a pity that the reputation of the fighting dojo has been getting worse and worse in the past few years. It’s been several months since I met a similar trainer. Usually only some third-rate punks come back to make trouble.”

This also explains why people's attitude was not very gentle when I first came here. Xiaomao nodded in understanding, and asked softly: "Are there many people coming to challenge the Super Power Gym?"

"There are very few people who will challenge the Super Power Gym, and the average trainer knows how to avoid the Golden City." Doug did not show much distaste for this question, and answered him pertinently, "Nazzi often has some strange things. Good rumors, only a very small number of trainers can get badges from her, and many trainers disappeared inexplicably, and never came out after entering."

Xiaomao's thoughts immediately ran to that doll, and some memories left in his mind seemed to remind him that the tricks in the Golden Gym had something to do with that doll—could it be that Nazi's doll was made of human skin?

It's very possible, no wonder the six elves didn't discuss the real material of the doll yesterday.He shivered, and a little sweat appeared on his brow.

Doug looked at his gloomy face strangely, thought for a while and walked to the front to lead the way: "Abby Lang's eggs are all in the back, you go and pick one you like."

Even the eggs laid by the same pair of parents can vary greatly in quality and quality. There are many tricks to picking elf eggs. Xiaomao has read a lot of folk remedies in books before, but this is the first time he picks eggs by himself.

There are more than [-] elf eggs placed in Doug’s back room at least. Xiaomao’s forehead is sweating a little. No wonder he can make Doug so sad. If these elves are all hatched, the food expenses alone will be a fortune Big expense.

He gently placed the Eevee in his arms on the ground, picked up the elf eggs one by one, looked at them carefully, and compared the advantages and disadvantages according to the luster, pattern and weight of the eggshells.

This work took him nearly two hours, and Xiaomao seemed extraordinarily solemn and careful. He picked out an egg and placed it on the table next to him. Then he compared the eggs picked out in the first round, and then Choose from the best.

When he finally picked up an oval-shaped egg and turned around, he found that Doug had already sat down on the floor and leaned against the door, yawning lazily.The corner of Xiaomao's mouth twitched lightly: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

Doug rolled his eyes and stood up with his palms on the ground. He shook his head and looked at the egg in his hand: "Have you decided on this one?"

"Yes, thank you very much for your gift." Xiaomao was already thinking about which elf to send back to the Damu Research Institute in his mind, and he thought about this question for two hours by the way, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

Doug looked up and down the eggs he had carefully selected curiously: "I don't think there's anything special about this?"

"The Balram hatched from this egg should have the characteristic of perseverance, and attack more than defense from birth." This is what he deduced based on the judgment method in the book, and there is also the possibility of judgment error, after all, it is the first attempt.

Shawarang and Abirang are both fighting elves, and there is no absolute difference between who is better than the other, but Xiaomao still prefers Shawarang who is fast and strong in attack.

He really lacked a fighting elf at hand, and it would be great to use this egg to make up for the defect. Xiaomao bid farewell to Doug and came to the elf center in Golden City.

He failed to get in touch with Dr. Oki last time, so Xiaomao called the Oki Research Institute this time without giving up, but no one answered.

Three days later, Dr. Oki did not seem to have returned to his research institute, which is extremely unusual.Xiao Mao began to contact Nanami with a straight face.

The phone rang halfway and was picked up, and Nanami's flushed face appeared on the big screen: "Xiao Mao, Xiao Mao! I was just trying to contact you, great, great! We found Ibrahimovic It's the sixth evolutionary type!" When she was speaking, her voice couldn't help trembling, and the breath she exhaled immediately turned into a white mist, obviously the place she was in was an icy cold area.

"Really, congratulations sister!" Xiaomao's eyes lit up, and it was naturally the ice elf that he would find in the severe cold weather. After waiting for so long, it finally arrived.

"Look, this is the evolution of Zhenghui's Ibrahimovic!" Nanami's eyes were flushed with excitement, and white icicles appeared on her long eyelashes. "We named it Ice Elf, how about it?" So, isn't it beautiful and elegant?"

While yelling, she hugged a silver-blue elf from the arms of the expressionless Zhenghui, put it near the screen, grabbed the ice elf's forelimb and waved it at Xiaomao.

Ibrahimovic quickly got out from Xiaomao's collar, looked at the elf on the other side of the screen in surprise and surprise, his long ears pricked up: "Boy? Bouy!"

"La huh huh~" the ice elf called softly, stretching out its snow-stained paws, and printed a water-stained plum blossom footprint on the lens.

"Bouyi! Bouyi!" Ibrahimovic's little pink nose was almost stuck to the screen, and there was faint starlight in his eyes. After watching for a long time, he reluctantly turned his head to look at Xiaomao, "Boyyi~"

Xiaomao saw the longing in his eyes clearly, and nodded secretly. Sure enough, it was correct to rush his sister and Zhenghui to find the ice elf first. Ibrahimovic sees the more beautiful leaf elves, and his little calculations come to naught.

"Ibrahimovic, do you really want to evolve into an ice elf? Once evolved, it can't be changed." Although Ibrahimovic's decision was in his favor, Xiaomao still asked one more question.

"Bouyi~Bouyi~~" Ibrahimovic looked longingly at the elegant silhouette of the ice elf on the opposite side, and moved his little head up and down firmly, wishing he could go straight along the screen to the other end.

Xiao Mao curled his lips at Nanami's wrinkled nose and made a very helpless expression.

Nanami was amused a long time ago, and she smiled so hard she couldn't see her teeth: "Xiao Mao, you can rest assured that Ibrahimovic's own characteristics are more suitable for evolving into ice elves, and ice elves are not only good-looking, but also have great fighting power after evolution." It's also very strong!"

Xiaomao knew this in his previous life. The abilities of the Ibrahimovic family should not be underestimated. Fortunately, his little Ibrahimovic has special characteristics, so he doesn’t have to make difficult choices among various evolutionary types, so he nodded: “Okay, sister Is it convenient now, I will send Ibrahimovic to you."

"Yeah, send it here. We only found out that Ibrahimovic can evolve around here. We haven't figured out the real reason yet. We're going to try a few more times." Nanami agreed and pushed aside Standing with Zhenghui, whose nose was red and shivering from the cold, he said, "I'll borrow your elf transporter."

Zhenghui had no choice but to throw his luggage bag over, snatched the ice elf from Nanami's arms, hugged her tightly, took a breath, and complained softly: "I'm freezing to death!" , move faster."

"Stingy guy, I didn't know you were lactose intolerant, and didn't you mean to embarrass you?" Nanami was in the right mood, when someone suddenly poured a bucket of cold water on her, her face darkened slightly.

This has always been a precursor to the female Tyrannosaurus going crazy. Xiaomao took the reluctant Ibrahimovic into the elf ball, and when he looked up, he saw Nana Mei's darkened face, and immediately eased the atmosphere and changed the subject: "By the way, sister, Did grandpa leave Zhenxin Town? I didn't get through even after calling twice."

"This," Nanami scratched her head, pouted her lips, "I forgot if you didn't tell me, I'm so happy to find out about the ice elves——Grandpa left Zhenxin Town a week ago, and Aunt Hanako We went to look for you and Xiaozhi in the city of Lampluge together, didn't you meet them?"

Xiao Mao was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth wide for three seconds, and then hurriedly closed his mouth, acting a little unnaturally: "I didn't stay too much in Lampuluchi City, maybe I just missed it."

"Well, this is easy to handle. Grandpa can't lose it anyway. You can contact the Elf Center in Lampludge City. I remember that he happened to have a lecture on the relationship between humans and elves over there." Nanami fiddled The genie teleporter, the paulownia-colored pupils shone with brilliance, "Alright, let's pass Eevee over."

Xiaomao always felt that if he took the initiative to contact Dr. Oki, he would encounter a lot of trouble. He hesitated for a while but didn't say anything. He just nodded, looked at the poke ball in his hand and told: "Ibrahimovic should get along well with my sister, pay attention to yourself safety."

Not hearing the familiar "Buyi" sound, Xiaomao felt a little melancholy, but still put the Poke Ball on the machine and pressed the transmission button.