Elf Adventure Team: I am Tan Xiaoshi

The place where King Eel originally imprisoned the Pokémon was now inside the tombs. Sister Jing gently touched the tombstone in front of her.

"Sister, wait a little longer, wait a little longer." Sister Jing said very gently: "I will make him, the Mama Eel King pay the corresponding price."

"When the time comes, after my revenge is complete, then at that time..."

Sister Jing is also a little confused. What should she do after her revenge is completed? What else can she do after being stained with blood?

"Sister Jing, don't lose your true feelings, okay?" Just when Sister Jing was confused, Yao Ling's voice came from behind Sister Jing.

Sister Jing looked back and saw Yao Ling coming here holding a bouquet of flowers.

Yaoling placed flowers in front of each tombstone. After placing the last bouquet of flowers on Mo Haima's tombstone, Yaoling sat in front of the tombstone and muttered to herself.

"Sister Jing, do you still remember? The first time we met was on the fourth floor of the Deep Sea Palace. At that time, you were sending out a distress signal, and I heard your distress signal."

"Yes, Yao Ling, I remember."

"At that time, you were in such a miserable condition. There was no good spot on your body. If I hadn't rescued you in time, you would have died by now."

"That's right Yaoling, I'm very grateful to you, you saved me."

"Then you were blackmailed by Mama Eel King. He asked you to cheat me out of something, but you didn't do it."

"It's your skill, Yaoling. I heard from the Mama Eel King that it is the number one skill in the world. As long as you learn it, even a green caterpillar can become very strong."

"Oh, it can't be that easy. If it's really that easy to learn, then my parents will definitely let me work hard to learn it."

"That's right, Yao Ling. The more powerful the skill, the more difficult it is to learn it."

"..."

"..."

After a brief silence, Yao Ling spoke again: "Sister Jing, are you sure?"

"Hate is a flame. It will devour your reason and leave you with no other thoughts except the flame of hatred."

"Didn't you already know that? And Yao Ling, you are very kind. You respect my choice and don't let me put down my hatred and choose to forgive him."

"I can't say this kind of thing. There may be some stinky mud in my brain when I say this kind of thing."

"Haha, that's true. After all, you can't say such things without pretending to be stinky in your head."

"...Revenge, this is really a hard choice." Yaoling sighed: "Sister Jing, if possible, I hope you can rely on me."

"But it has nothing to do with you, right?" Sister Jing said, "This is my private matter. I don't want you to get involved, Yao Ling. After all, this matter is like a dirty mud pit."

Looking at Yao Ling, Sister Jing showed a reassuring smile: "This mud pit is very dirty. I have to pass through this mud pit on my way, but you don't need to."

Sister Jing looked at Yao Ling and said, "Yao Ling, you have a complete family. You have a senior sister who loves you, a junior brother who loves you, and a master who loves you. You also have close friends, and you have friends with you. Friends who have played well, you are very popular with everyone in Martial Arts Town."

"Your path is like that big tree, with lush branches. No matter how you choose, there are different answers waiting for you."

Sister Jing pointed to the lush tree, and then she pointed to the trunk that had begun to wither and said, "As for me, it's that big tree."

"Dirty, rotten, you can see it all at a glance, the tree."

Yao Ling didn't speak, he just came to the two big trees and looked at them. After cutting a branch from the lush tree, Yaoling grafted the branch onto the tree that was about to decay.

Seeing Yao Ling's actions, Sister Jing smiled, but she didn't say anything, she just stood up and planned to leave.

"Sister Jing." Seeing that Sister Jing was about to leave, Yaoling called out to Sister Jing: "Sister Jing, please leave."

"Please, please? What's wrong, Yao Ling, is there anything you want me to do?" Jing Jing's smile was still so beautiful, but Yao Ling only felt a hint of pain when he saw Jing Jing's smile.

"Please, Sister Jing." Yaoling's voice was trembling: "Please, don't let your hands be stained with blood, please don't become a murderer."

"Sister Jing, believe me, your road has begun to branch out into a new path. Please, please step on that new path."

Yao Ling's voice was sincere, but Sister Jing shook her head: "I'm sorry Yao Ling, I'm very grateful to you, but I have to do it."

"And, I have no good ending for a long time. Even if I embark on a new path, I will not have a new ending, right?"

pat~

As new branches fell from the rotten tree, Sister Jing left here without looking back.

No matter how Yaoling shouted, Sister Jing left without any hesitation.

Yao Ling sat in front of Mo Haima's tombstone. He said he was sorry because he could not make Sister Jing change his mind.

He hates people who ask others to let go of their hatred, but when this happened to him, he seemed to understand.

The breeze blew by, and a piece of grass touched Yao Ling's palm under the influence of the breeze. Yao Ling looked at the grass that grew from Mo Haima's grave.

The tiny grass danced in the wind, seeming to be comforting Yao Ling, and seemed to be crying silently.

"Mo Haima?" Yaoling looked at this weak piece of grass. The grass kept shaking up and down, as if to say that he was Mo Haima.

Of course, Yaoling knew this was impossible.

Gentlely stroking the grass in front of her, Yao Ling murmured: "What should we do, Mo Haima?"

"Your sister, how can I save your sister?"

"Can I really save her?"

After asking three questions at once, Yao Ling fell into thinking for a short time. Is this asking Xiaocao? Obviously not, Yao Ling was asking himself.

What should I do? Can I save Sister Jing? Can I really save Sister Jing?

Gululu~

As the branch fell to Yao Ling's feet, Yao Ling picked it up.

Looking at the branch in his hand, Yao Ling was stunned, but the grass blown by the wind kept touching Yao Ling, and Yao Ling came back to his senses.

The grass kept swaying under the influence of the wind. It seemed to be saying something, but Yaoling couldn't understand it or understand it.

After all, it is just a small grass, a small grass that has just broken through the ground and emerged from the dark and humid underground.

"Grass... I leave the choice to you." Yao Ling, perhaps with the mentality of breaking a jar, placed a branch and a stone in front of Xiao Cao.

"If you poke the branch, I will save Sister Jing. But if you poke the stone, I will choose to follow Sister Jing's idea."

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from the left, and the grass was blown down by the wind and kept getting closer to the stone.

Seeing this, Yaoling was ready to give up, but he didn't expect that Xiaocao didn't touch the stone, but kept resisting something.

Suddenly, an unknown force gave Xiaocao a lift. Under that force, Xiaocao resisted the wind and stabbed the branch on the left.