Festival of the King of Elves

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Haitong returned to the Elf Center, and as soon as she opened the door to the room, she heard a beautiful sound like a bell.

How is this going

In the room, the two people and the elves all looked at him at the same time.

"What's wrong"

Haitong quickly noticed that there was something different on the top of Ayan's head.

The little fat man pointed to a ball of cotton-like white stuff on his head. It was it that revealed a mouth and a pair of black bean-like eyes in the cotton ball as white as clouds, and made a wonderful cry.

Only then did Haitong know what the thin old man had given Ayan and what his last words were when they parted.

It’s really a dragon-type elf.

On top of Ayan's head is a blue cotton bird. It looks like a chubby blue skylark, but its two wings with fluffy feathers are like two large balls of cotton. It has normal and flying attributes, but wait for it After evolving into the Tanabata Blue Bird, it will become a typical dragon with flight attributes.

For a moment, Haitong had an impulse to go back and tell the old man loudly that if he gave him a mythical beast, he would really think twice about joining the club.

Xiaolan made no secret of her envy and said: "This elf is a blue sheep bird. After evolving, it has the attributes of a dragon."

Ayan just giggled, feeling that he was as infatuated as him, and he was not willing to give away this precious green cotton bird before his sweetheart asked for it.

Haitong threw away his distracting thoughts and just said with a smile: "Then take good care of it. With this blue cotton bird, maybe you can reach the top 64 of the regional competition this year."

Ayan also felt that there was hope and could see the hope. Now he also had motivation. He wanted to kill Qingmianniao everywhere right away. He just nodded vigorously and said: "Next time I see Grandpa Araki, I must thank him properly. "

Xiaolan asked curiously: "Haitong, what did you talk to grandpa in the back?"

Haitong knew the little thoughts of the two, shook his head and said: "Some boring topics, and then left."

The green cotton bird is not afraid of strangers, but it seems to prefer the fat head of its trainer Ayan to strangers. It treats the top of his head as a nest and refuses to enter the elf ball.

Faced with Ayan's worries about happiness, Haitong thought of some possibilities and warned more seriously: "There is really no need to keep it in the elf ball now. This green cotton bird is still a young bird. It left its parents not long ago. It is you and It is the best time to cultivate feelings. As long as it fully recognizes you, even if a bad person wants to deceive it, it will not be willing to leave you."

Ayan was startled, and he quickly asked: "Bingcube, do you think there are really those rich second generations or evil forces like those in TV series who rob other people's elves on the street?"

Xiaolan was also curious about this question and looked at the black-haired boy, waiting for his answer.

Haitong did not laugh at the two of them. Even if Ayan and Xiaolan were taken by their parents to travel, they had seen so much of the world. Most of their knowledge accumulated outside school came from various extracurricular books and TV networks. They are still young. It's easy to tell the truth, and Haitong doesn't know why many mentally retarded plots on TV are sacrificing the audience's intelligence. Maybe it's very simple. It's the most economical to film plots that don't use brains. It saves effort. As for the idea of ​​improving ordinary people's aesthetics and improving their intelligence by watching TV programs, it is no more interesting than making quick money.

"There must be some." Haitong nodded and replied: "It's just that the probability of us ordinary people encountering it is actually not high, but the blue cotton bird is so precious, many people will definitely be jealous of you. When I am not around in the future , you two should be careful about strangers, even familiar people, you should pay more attention, don't be deceived by others."

Ayan nodded his head until the chicken pecked the rice, but he still didn't want to admit that Haitong was better, after all, Xiaolan was always by his side.

But in his heart, the little fat man experienced what just happened again, and made up his mind that as long as the ice cube was not around, he must hide the green cotton bird in the elf ball and not let it out at any time.

Haitong was harmed once, and was reborn into this world with her memories. It was like having her heart opened, and like a blind man having his eyes opened.

Many things and phenomena have always existed in the past, but he did not listen, see or think about them.

But it's different now. He just glanced lightly and landed on Xiaolan, and he could easily feel a kind of loneliness and envy, mixed with happiness and other complex emotions.

Haitong only thought that his ability to observe faces had greatly improved, and thought to herself that Xiaolan was also an ordinary girl, so she would definitely be jealous of Ayan's good luck. After all, among the three of them, only Ayan had received a gift, so she would feel lonely again. Maybe there is still some uncontrollable feeling in the heart that blames the old man Araki for being partial, but it would be false to say that he is not happy for his friend at all.

One breath changes many thoughts.

Haitong stretched out his hand, smiled and plucked Xiaolan's braid, and said: "Grandpa gave Ayan a blue cotton bird, so let's stay here for a few days, and then I will also give you an elf. Maybe not The green cotton bird is so precious, but don’t despise it.”

"real"

When Xiaolan heard that Haitong was willing to give her a gift, even though she was still angry, the girl was overcome with emotion and immediately overpowered other feelings. She looked at him with shining eyes, realizing that this was not true.

"Of course, but you two should take a shower early and go to bed, otherwise I will file a complaint with your parents."

Haitong smiled and nodded. He thought to himself that the wind chimes in the nearby flower fields were actually very good elves. They were beautiful and cute in appearance, and they could make wonderful sounds. They also had relatively rare superpowers and were very suitable for women. The raising elves just hope to find one who doesn't dislike Xiaolan.

After more than an hour, both Ayan and Xiaolan took a rest.

The black-haired boy quietly climbed out of the bed, put the small shoulder bag on his back, and quickly left the elf center.

He has two bags, one is a usual bulky travel backpack, and the other is a lightweight small shoulder bag made of canvas, which is rough and durable.

There will definitely be danger in exploring the flower fields at night this time.

Haitong planned to act by ear. When he acted alone, his mobility was much stronger than when he took care of his two friends during the day.

By the time he arrived on the hillside outside the town, it was already 10 p.m.

It was quiet in the flower field, and there was nothing weird about it. If I had to say it was weird, it was actually a bit scary.

"Sure enough, it's just as the townspeople said. It seems that the strange noise will not appear until midnight, which will affect the normal work and rest of the elves here, causing them to have to rest during the day. However, most tourists come during the day. Travel disturbs their rest and directly causes conflicts."