The Wonderful Journey of the Elf

The desert dragonfly reacted very quickly. It flapped its wings and flew upward almost as soon as Lan Fang jumped on it.

But it was useless. After discovering that this strange human being did not accept their warm welcome, this large army composed of Naughty Bombs and Thunderbolt Balls suddenly became extremely angry. The bodies of the leading Naughty Bullets began to It was quickly shrouded in white light, exuding bursts of dangerous aura.

Then there is no more then.

There was only a loud "boom", and Lan Fang felt a burst of darkness. Along with severe pain and temporary deafness, Lan Fang was blown away more than 20 meters away by the aftermath of the self-destruction together with the desert dragonfly.

In order to protect Lan Fang, the desert dragonfly was even more seriously injured. Its skin was cracked and blood was scattered all over the floor. Its wings and belly were the most miserable, with bones visible.

On the contrary, the smelly mud in the pocket is fine. Its soft body has a high protective effect against the explosion shock wave.

Lan Fang struggled to raise his head from the grass to look at the bloody desert dragonfly as if he was stupid, and saw smelly mud emerging from his pocket to protect it.

After finally reacting, he planned to let Celebi and Mew inside the gs ball come out to save his life. However, before he could endure the pain of fracture and take out the gs ball from his arms, he suddenly lost consciousness.

But Rabbi finally came out on his own.

It and Mengmeng looked at Lan Fang, the desert dragonfly, and the smelly mud responsible for guarding, and then looked at the large area of ​​naughty bombs and thunderbolts that were knocked out by themselves at the entrance of the abandoned power station not far away. , the two elves called each other helplessly, and could only be responsible for cleaning up the mess.

At the same time, in a building near the sea about two kilometers away,

Hearing the explosion, an old man with a white beard walked out of the house holding an iron rod he picked up from nowhere.

There was a young man beside the white-bearded old man who was carefully supporting him. The young man complained, "Grandpa, I told you not to live here anymore. It's not good for your health. Besides, these power stations have long been abandoned." Well, the naughty bomb group that occupies this place almost every day is idle and bored, and they blow themselves up for fun. What if they scare you?"

But who would have thought that when the old man heard the young man's voice, he became so angry that he forcibly threw away the young man's supporting hand, raised the iron rod and hit the other man on the head. While beating him, he said, "You're so stupid What nonsense are you talking about, old man, I have lived here all my life, how could a mere explosion scare me?"

"And those naughty bombs are actually poor little guys. If they weren't really bored, they would blow themselves up."

"Why are you still standing there, why don't you go and see them quickly, and then bring the seriously injured naughty bombs over for treatment?"

The boy who was running around didn't dare to talk back, but he felt extremely regretful in his heart.

I regret why I listened to my father and came here to persuade my grandpa to move back. No one in the family knows that my grandpa is obviously a stubborn old man.

But after thinking about it, he still obeyed his grandfather's instructions honestly, returned to the house, pulled out a long basket that looked like a fishing net, and walked directly in the direction of the explosion.

More than a minute later, Celebi and Mengmeng had just briefly treated Lan Fang, Desert Dragonfly, Naughty Bullet and Thunderbolt Ball. When they felt that someone was coming this way, the two elves immediately returned to the way they came. Hiding in the gs ball.

I don’t know how long it took, Lan Fang, who lost consciousness, had a very strange dream.

In the dream, there was no pain, no sense of time, nothing but a stone door.

Lan Fang always felt that something was calling him inside the door, but he tried every means but could not get in.

Just when Lan Fang was about to give up, a gap suddenly opened in the stone door. He was so happy that he wanted to go in and take a look. But before he could take action, he woke up. To be precise, he woke up from a small wooden bed. Fell down.

Lan Fang, who was awake, quickly recalled what happened before, and subconsciously forgot about the weird dream just now, and muttered with a puzzled face, "What kind of place is this? Didn't I get knocked out by a large group of naughty bombs?"

After saying that, Lan Fang was stunned and quickly searched around on his body.

As a result, he found that he had not lost any of the Poke Balls, Mysterious Balls, or GS Balls on his body. Shou Shou Ni was guarding the door loyally, and his high-tech backpack was next to the small wooden bed. There was no sign of being disturbed, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Lan Fang knew that he had probably been rescued, because his right hand was clamped by two simple wooden boards. He could tell at a glance that someone had taken his bones.

But, what about the desert dragonfly?

Lan Fang clearly remembered that he didn't put it into the elf ball, so where was it?

At this moment, the sound of falling suddenly came from outside, and at the same time, someone outside said, "No matter what, it was me who saved you and your master. How about you let me ride for a while?"

And soon, another magnetic voice sounded. There was a hint of disdain and pride in its voice, and it directly rejected the request.

Hearing the second sound, Lan Fang was happy. He recognized that it was the sound of his own desert dragonfly, and immediately walked out of the room on his painful legs.

Walking outside the door, Lan Fang suddenly discovered that this was a small yard surrounded by fences, with a river next to it. From the various buildings that could be seen not far away, it could be seen that this place should not be far from the location where he was bombed. .

But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Lan Fang was almost frightened to death by an old man sitting in the yard.

The only exceptions in the yard were a desert dragonfly covered in bandages and a black-haired boy who seemed to be slightly smaller than himself.

On a wooden post in the yard, a white-haired old man was sitting here. His hands full of age spots were slapping a naughty bullet hard. Lan Fang was really afraid that the naughty bullet next to him would suddenly happen. explode.

And not only that, this old man was actually surrounded by a large group of naughty bombs and thunderbolt balls. If one of them exploded, the others would definitely follow, and within a radius of ten meters, there would be absolutely no vegetation.

"Okay, little guy, let's go. Stop blowing yourself up when you have nothing to do. Come and play often when you have time."

After slapping the naughty bullet a few times, the old man felt that the little elf was recovering smoothly, so he pushed its body directly and let it roll home on its own.

Then he fished another one out to the side, picked up a towel soaked in a small wooden bucket next to him, and began to wipe the other party's surface.

"Damn it, this old man is so awesome. These are all his elves, right? Is this the state where naughty bombs are regarded as nothing?"

Lan Fang was surprised when he thought of this, and suddenly thought that this old man must be an expert hermit, so he looked solemn, and had the idea of ​​​​stealing this skill back.

The desert dragonfly, which was recovering from its injuries, screamed with joy when it saw Lan Fang walking out of the room. It slowly stood up and walked towards Lan Fang step by step.

Lan Fang was very touched by the desert dragonfly's behavior in protecting him before. He came up to it and gently touched its head. He looked at the bandage on its body and said with emotion, "You have suffered."

The movement of the desert dragonfly immediately attracted the attention of the two people in the courtyard and the large group of naughty bombs and thunderbolt balls. Lan Fang's hands couldn't help but stagnate, for fear that these naughty bombs and thunderbolt balls would come over to blow him up again, with a look of flattery. He laughed dryly and didn't know what to say for a while.

The old man was very surprised to see Lan Fang wake up so quickly. He woke up in a long time with such an injury. Is it possible that all the young men nowadays are so strong?

The young man walked up to Lan Fang with an arrogant look and said gesticulatingly, "Oh, wake up. If I hadn't saved you, you would have died outside now. Well, if you put your If an elf gives it to me, then we will be even."

When Lan Fang heard the young man's words, he swallowed the words of thanks he had planned to say in an instant. He hated this kind of guy who wanted to repay a favor. He looked at him with disgust and said, "You saved me, I I'm grateful, but you're dreaming if you want my elf."

The Wonderful Journey of the Elf