Above the mountain of elves

Chapter 640

Is it because my cooking is not delicious?Why roast an innocent messenger bird.

Mark couldn't help shrinking his neck at George's gaze, "I was just talking casually..."

"Try to see if you can subdue it, in case it sends messages outside through other channels." George took out the Poké Ball and threw it directly while speaking.

The next moment, the messenger bird, which was hung upside down, opened its eyes suddenly, and slapped its small wings fiercely, directly hitting the poke ball out.

"This bird is pretending to be stupid, it has pretended to faint twice in such a short period of time," George said with great interest, not caring whether he was successfully subdued or not.

"Cuckoo!"

The messenger bird struggled again, the cooing sound and the way it was hanging upside down but trying to gesture, it looked funny and pitiful.

"Hey, that's pretty smart. The messenger bird said that the most important envelope is gone, so it doesn't dare to go back. How could it leak the secret?" George raised his brows, and the power of Vibran made it easy to understand what the messenger bird said.
"Guo? Gugugu!"

The messenger bird was taken aback for a moment, but no one could understand what it said. The next moment, it struggled even harder, looking at George as if it were looking at the savior.

"Then you are not willing to accept me?"

"Goo?"

The messenger bird was stunned again. It just seemed...indeed...like a conditioned reflex, it just knocked a poke ball away.

Messenger Bird: (::) I'm having a hard time!

Now, Mo Yan and the others couldn't help laughing, this messenger bird is really a treasure.

Seeing the three of Mo Yan laughing so happily, for some reason, Mark felt a faint feeling that his status was being threatened.

Pooh!I'm not a mascot!
Mark quickly got rid of the horrible thoughts in his mind, and when he looked at the messenger bird again, his eyes became different.

On the other side, George took out another elf ball and threw it straight at the messenger bird.

Unexpectedly, the poke ball actually took the messenger bird in, and it started to shake non-stop, just like the normal situation of taking in the bird.

"Such an important communication elf, Team Rocket... won't tame it?" George still couldn't help asking. Originally, he said he would tame it, but in fact he just had the mentality of trying.

"Perhaps, the Rockets just want to do the opposite? The messenger birds themselves are very weak, and any trainer who pursues them is unwilling to subdue them.

If you go through some targeted training away from the crowd, it will not be easy to discover the secrets in its gift bag," Zhulan said after pondering.

"Then this stupid bird should have failed the training," Mark couldn't help complaining.

Hey~
As soon as Mark finished speaking, the elf ball stopped shaking, and George subdued a rocket messenger elf just like that.

"It's said that the gift skill of the messenger bird can occasionally help the elves recover their strength. Does this meet your requirements?" Mo Yan blinked and said seriously.

George glanced at Mo Yan, "Then let the messenger bird heal your elf from now on."

"Ahem!" Mo Yan coughed in embarrassment. He wanted to tease George, but accidentally tricked himself.

Although the gift skill may restore the elf's physical strength, it only has a one-fifth chance.

And the remaining four-fifths were sent gifts that would explode one by one.

George didn't bother to pay attention to the silent words that he thought about from time to time, and went straight to pick up the poke ball of the messenger bird on the ground.

"Since fate brought us together, come with me."

"Really want to subdue?" Mo Yan returned to seriousness and asked seriously.

"Well, don't forget that I'm an elf breeder." George smiled, but what he said made the three present feel too lazy to complain.

Both Mo Yan and Mark have at least experienced many battles, large and small, before allowing their elves to complete the breakthrough.

Where is George?
Breaking through while eating, isn't it a shame to face the bottleneck!
But thinking that brother George is in charge of the food along the way, let's talk about the complaints slowly.

You are Mother Qiao, you are right!

The matter of the messenger bird came to an end for the time being, and the group of people also had a rest, and continued on their way after tidying up.

In the snow and ice, there were far fewer wild elves showing their faces. Occasionally, they could only see one or two dumb snow hat monsters, and when they saw Mo Yan, they ran away timidly.

Zhulan's ice elves and Moyan's Ma Yula were sent out to guard the surroundings to protect everyone's safety.

The ice elf is well-behaved, and Ma Huanla is serious. The former keeps looking for a safe route for everyone, while the latter shuttles between the cedars to detect the threatening wild elves around.

Although it was the first time to cooperate, Ma Xuanla and the Moon Elf also seemed to have a tacit understanding.

It's a pity that the ice elf is already the default wife of the moon elf, Ma Yula, an old bachelor, probably has no chance.

After all, the moon elf is more handsome than it, younger than it, and met the ice elf earlier than it, so it doesn't have an advantage in all aspects, so let's forget it.

As for the messenger bird that George had just tamed, he didn't send it out, because he was worried that this stupid messenger bird would subtly bring them to Miyamoto. At that time, it would be really interesting.

It's better to wait until George really takes it into his heart and cultivates it before sending it out.

……

If you never forget, there must be echoes. Sometimes the more people are afraid of something, the more they will encounter it.

On the way for the four of them to the Wisdom Lake, an underground ice room that was obviously just dug out appeared on the side of the road, and the dug out ice had piled up on both sides of the ice room to form two small rockeries.

"There are other people on this road!" Mark exclaimed, and then raised his foot and wanted to run over to say hello to the owner of the ice room.

George's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. The moment Mark stepped forward, he precisely grabbed his big hat.

"...Who is it that strangles the long neck of my fate?" Mark raised his head and said with difficulty.

George put down his seldom hand and glanced at him speechlessly.

Looking around, apart from the heavy snow, there are only tall and straight cedars left, and the others are almost extinct.

But now, an ice room suddenly appeared on the road, silently saying that there was almost no reason, and he thought of Miyamoto, one of the Rockets' twin queens.

"Wow~wow~"

Suddenly, the snow at the entrance of the ice room below moved sideways, and a small hole was suddenly exposed, with a faint light shining through it, but there was no one at all.

Mo Yan and the four looked at each other, and finally Zhulan asked softly, "Is there anyone? Need help?"

"Wow~wow~"

There was still a sound like sweeping snow, but there was still no one. Mo Yan and the others had buckled the poke ball in their hands.

Ma Huanla and the moon elves are even more prepared.

"Are you looking for me?"

　If you stay up late to code, can you ask for help? ? ? (`)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)