please spare the pokemon

Fujiwara Yao nodded, holding Lugia with his left hand and Vulcan Moth with his right hand, and when passing by Ye Yibo, he lifted her up and threw her on his shoulder, and led the girls away in a file amid Ye Yibo's laughter up the restaurant.

At this moment, the Dragon Maid who was walking at the back suddenly froze her eyes. She stopped abruptly on the spot and stretched out her hand to pull Raminas' sleeve.

"What's wrong?" Minas asked suspiciously.

Maid Dragon didn't speak, she approached the wooden chair Ye Yibu was sitting in silently, raised her hand, and lightly touched the back of the chair.

With a "crash", the heavy and elegant wooden chair collapsed in an instant, as if someone was holding a sword and swiped countless times in an instant, causing pieces of wood the size of fingernails to scatter all over the ground.

Looking at the wooden block bouncing and rolling down to his toes, Menus looked at the smooth cut surface and fell silent.

This is really a terrifying picture, she can even feel the emotions of the sword bearer, the volcanic anger and resentment chills her heart.

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Note 1: Haiyuan No. 1 is from a special chapter, and it was built by Zvoki and his son. The purpose is to protect the super ancient Pokémon from the lava team and the ocean team first.

Chapter 13 Paper Shibai

"So the next destination is Liuli City?" Maid Dragon asked softly beside Yao, "I'll go book a ticket right away."

"Don't worry, fire-breathing dragon, we still need to stay in this city for a while." Yao tilted his head slightly, and whispered in the maid's ear: "Some people haven't completely reassured us yet."

"Some people? Who?" Dragon Maid asked subconsciously.

"Zvqi Dawu." Yao didn't make a fool of himself, he always had 12 points of trust in his maid.

"The Fangyuan champion just now?" Dragon Maid recalled the scene where Zifuqi Dawu put Boscodora on the battlefield under the double threat of Fujiwara Yao and Ye Yibu, and couldn't help frowning, and commented: : "It feels like a weak man to give up his partner in order to protect himself."

"No wonder Yeib is so angry." She shook her head. "If the next champion who succeeds you and me is like that, I'm afraid I will do more than Yeib."

"No, Charizard, you are wrong. My junior is not as simple as what you have seen. A weak man cannot become a well-respected leader in just two years." Fujiwara Yomi He smiled with his eyes closed, with a bit of fox-like cunning in the corners of his eyes. "Dawu, you have really grown up."

"Exploring?" Maid Dragon was stunned. "What is he testing you for?"

At this time, dramatic and exaggerated laughter suddenly came from the left side of the crowd.

"Haha! You know! Liuli City had its own city heroes back then!"

Ye Yibu, who was following behind Yao, paused, and the cheerful and relaxed expression on her face gradually subsided. She turned her head to look at the source of the sound, her movements were slow and stiff, like a machine that hadn't been oiled for a long time.

A group of children were sitting on the side of the road. They gathered in front of a large wooden box with exquisitely patterned canvases, and an old man with a white beard was manipulating the mechanism beside him.

"That is... Zhishibaju?" Sirona also stopped, and exclaimed softly: "I didn't expect such an ancient and simple art to exist here."

Ye Yibu stared fixedly at the white canvas with the words "The Legend of Heroes of Liuli" written on it, without saying a word, a deep and cold breath gradually clung to her face.

Yao gently pushed his sister. "Go and see."

"Brother, I..." Ye Yibu turned his head in astonishment, and looked at Yao blankly.

"If you want to hear it, go and listen for a while, I'll wait for you at the souvenir shop in front." Yao smiled. "Let Chaomeng help with housekeeping, and I have to bring her some gifts back home."

Ye Yibu didn't refute anymore, she left the team with her head buried, and moved behind the children step by step.

"Dangdang!" At this time, Zhishibaju just opened, the old man pulled out the canvas, and a cute gray-brown four-legged elf appeared in the picture with great vigor. "The Liuli hero is an Ibrahimovic, the most powerful and brave Ibrahimovic in the world, she is the patron saint of children, she runs around the city every night, non-stop to save those who have been trafficked children and elves."

"Grandpa! Is that Ibrahimovic the elf of Junsha's sisters?" A child raised his hand and asked.

"Of course not! That Ibrahimovic will always fight independently!" The old man pushed and pulled the scroll, and the Ibrahimovic in the painting kicked a black shadow far away with exaggerated kicks. "Her unique skill is Ibrahimovic Flying Kick, which can easily kick the bad guys who kidnapped Pokémon and children to the height of ten floors."

"So handsome!" The children exclaimed in unison.

Ye Yibo, who stood at the back, twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh, but it seemed to be a deep mockery.

"Finally! In order to commend Ibrahimovic's contribution to Liuli City, the mayor decided to award that Ibrahimovic the Medal of Honorary Sheriff." The old man manipulated the mechanism to let the next painting enter the children's field of vision. Inside the canvas, the Ibrahimovic stood on the high platform, proudly holding his head up, and let the mayor wear a medal for himself, and the crowd cheered.

"At that time, the entire Liuli City applauded Sheriff Ibrahimovic!" The old man beamed with joy, his voice full of pride.

"Grandpa! Grandpa! What happened next?" A child asked excitedly. They like to hear stories about heroes.

"Later, with the efforts of Sheriff Ibrahimovic, Liuli City finally became a beautiful city without bad people." The old man smiled kindly, and he presented the last painting in front of the children, wearing Zoro The cloaked Ibrahimovic stands on a high cliff looking at the city from a distance, the golden badge on his chest is shining brightly. "In order to help more people, Sheriff Ibrahimovic finally decided to leave Liuli City to fight crimes all over the world."

"Ah!"

Ye Yibu finally couldn't help laughing, his voice was extremely cold, containing deep disdain, that piercing laughter caused the children to turn their heads and look at her with dissatisfaction.

"What are you looking at!? Do you want to die? Brats!" Ye Yibu stared back coldly.

After all, they were still children. Under Ye Yibo's oppressive gaze, the little ones quickly flinched. A few older boys stood up, bravely protected their partners, and pointed at Ye Yibo and shouted. : "If you dare to bully us! Sergeant Ibrahimovic will definitely kick you away at night!"

"Then let her come!" Ye Yibu clenched his fists and said with a low smile like a night owl: "I just wish I could break her limbs with my own hands, hollow out her chest and abdomen, drink up her blood, and finally Unscrew her head from that idiot's wailing!"

"I, Sheriff Ibrahimovic is going to be killed!!!" This disharmonious description frightened the children into petrification. After a short howl, the little guys in front of Kashibaju ran away instantly. clean.

Ye Yibu stood on the spot, watching the children run away, she suddenly took a deep breath, patted her face, and ran towards the direction Yao left.

"Please stay still, miss." At this moment, the old man's voice suddenly came from behind.

"What's the matter? Grandpa? Let me tell you first, I didn't bring any money with me when I went out, and I don't have any extra rewards for you." Ye Yibu turned his head, with a clean and warm smile on his face, and a bit itchy Little evil.

What a superb loli.

"In this era of advanced technology, it is enough for me to have someone who is willing to sit down and listen to the old man tell stories." The old man sighed. "I stopped you because I thought you looked like an adult I had seen before"

Ye Yibu's palm slowly placed on the waist wrapped with grass leaves, although she was still smiling, her eyes were already icy cold.

"Old man, do you admit your mistake?" She said softly.

"Such a proud look, anyone who has seen it once will never forget it." The old man bent down and saluted Ye Yibu slowly. "I really didn't expect to see you again, Ibrahimovic..."

His voice suddenly stopped, because the overwhelming murderous intent suddenly locked on him.

Ye Yibu was standing in front of the old man, and the shadow she left in place slowly dissipated at this moment, the white awn of the leaf blade in the girl's hand pointed directly at the old man's forehead, with a ferocious expression.

"If you dare to call that name again, I will kill you!" she growled.

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"Agu's Diary" 10.29 Yin

Aspar, oh Aspar!How can you be so depraved!Have you forgotten the codeword plan you made earlier?The Master said: I examine myself three times a day.Can't go on like this!

Chapter 14 Justice is Dead

"You may not remember me anymore." The old man looked at the white light in front of him, his voice trembled, he felt terrified, he was just an ordinary person, and the blade was so sharp that it seemed to be able to pierce people's hearts at once. "Cyanqing Breeding House, and Cyanqing Kindergarten. I used to be the director of these two kindergartens, and I was fortunate to receive your help. You helped us find our lost children, and you also brought back the stolen and trafficked elves. They brought it back."

He quietly moved back without any trace, but Ye Yibo's sword was always with him, as expected of a master of swordsmanship who has been taught by Yoshi Fujiwara. In the dangerous position between the eyebrows of the old man, neither far nor near.

"No, I remember, I always remember, and I remember better than anyone else. It was two buildings next to each other. The gate was made of bronze with a lot of rust on it. The doorman on one side was a mean old woman, and the doorman on the other side. It’s an armored rhinoceros that is too old to open its eyes.” Yeib retorted in a low voice, “After that day, I crawled like a bug to every house that I helped, and I thought you would help me. , so I seriously wrote down the faces of every person I asked for help, because I want to repay their kindness to them."

The old man pursed his lips and did not speak.

"But you have let me down." Yeib's voice became deeper and deeper. "I kneel down and kowtow to you! I don't even dare to ask you to help me heal my broken limbs. I just beg you to give me a sip of food and a sip of water so that I can live, so that I can live on. Well, for the sake of helping you guys in the past, but..."

"Everyone avoids me!" The girl's eyes were full of hatred and anger. "No one reached out to me!"

"We are sorry for you." The old man sighed deeply. "I'm really sorry, I wasn't in Liuli City at the time, otherwise..."

"Noisy!"

With a flick of Ye Yibo's wrist, the leaf blade slid down to the old man's mouth, from the forehead to the tip of the nose, the blade of grass left a thin and long bloodstain on the old man.

"I don't want to hear your explanations, and I don't need your apologies." She said darkly, "Old man, I only have one request, burn your Chishibai, forget Sheriff Ibrahimovic, and don't tell anyone about that anymore story, or, die here now!"

The old man wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

In order to find his benefactor, he traveled all over Fangyuan. In the process, he inquired too much about the docile and cute little girl in front of him—the past that was deliberately hidden by the alliance.

The stories hidden in the shadows are far longer than the stories of Sheriff Ibrahimovic's heroism, and they are also far heavier and more terrifying than those stories.

Those villains and villains pretending to be good guys may laugh out loud after hearing "Sheriff Ibrahimovic", but if the story of "Chief Fangyuan" comes to their ears, they will just shut their mouths and look around tremblingly.

Those stories will make them feel that there is a blood-soaked figure staring at them coldly in the dark.

At this time, Ye Yibu seemed to be aware of something, she turned her head, swept the flow of people around her as usual, and grinned coldly.

"I see!"

She pulled back suddenly, the old man was completely startled by her action, but Ye Yibu's arm holding the sword was thrown backwards, and the leaf blade disappeared in a flash among the crowd, and disappeared into an alley across the street.

Hearing the humming sound coming from inside, Ye Yibu raised his eyebrows boredly, kicked over Zhishibaju, crushed it, then turned around and took steps in the direction Yao left.

In the first step, the gloom and coldness on her face were all restrained;

In the second step, the girl's footsteps gradually become relaxed and happy;

In the third step, she sang the ballad softly, with a melodious tune.

She promised her brother that she would be his proudest and proudest sister.

The girl bounced away, like a ray of sunshine on the grass in the morning.

Gradually, the crowd of people on this street dispersed silently. In the alley across the street, a middle-aged man with an unattractive appearance slowly walked out of the shadows. On his right shoulder was a piece of grass that had already turned yellow. Blood droplets rolled along it, dyeing the entire sleeve of the suit a heavy dark red.

"Can you still stand up?" The man crossed the road, bent down in front of the old man, and stretched out his barely movable left hand to him.

The old man raised his head and wanted to hold the man's hand and get up, but he couldn't lift his arm. The terrifying murderous aura made him temporarily lose control of his body.

"Sorry, Secretary Kuroda, I'm afraid you have to give me a break."

Sebastian of the Zvokki family shook his head, sat down beside the old man, and took out the healing spray and bandages from the space pocket.

"What a terrifying aura." The old man sighed with a wry smile.

"Of course, our Fang Yuan's former chief lord is not as harmless as he appears on the surface." Secretary Kuroda gritted his teeth and tied the bandage tightly, and suddenly told an irrelevant story. "I remember someone once said that the chiefs around Master Fujiwara correspond to the themes of the major regions, the loyalty and bravery of Kanto, the elegance and kindness of Chengdu, and the profundity and uprightness of Sinnoh."

"What about Fang Yuan?"

"The continent under our feet is also called Fengyuan - a land of rich fate, but ironically, the god who lives with us is the God of Destruction who will bring destruction to the world when he wakes up, just like Al Zeus is implying that all fates will come to an end and there will be a final verdict." Secretary Kuroda smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes. "As the chief champion of Fang Yuan, the theme represented by that Miss Ye Yibo is: crime and punishment."

"However, it seems that the young master can finally have a good night's sleep. Master Fujiwara came to Fangyuan not to try to awaken the ancient gods as the young master thought, but to solve my sister's heartache." Secretary Kuroda said softly: "I knew When Fujiwara-sama is coming to Fangyuan, he has insomnia all night long."

"The young master of the Zvokki family, would such a powerful man be afraid?"

"In order to test my growth, the young master just tried to fight against that Master Fujiwara." Secretary Kuroda said blankly: "The result is regrettable."

The old man swallowed. "Then what if..."

"The young master has already released the news to the powerful people all over the world, and revealed Master Fujiwara's whereabouts to them. I believe that many trainers are gathering here." Secretary Kuroda said: "If there is any emergency, just I can rely on them."

The old man didn't know what expression to make, so he grinned uglyly in the end.

"Are you still afraid?"

"No, I just feel embarrassed." The old man turned his head and looked at the direction Yeib left in a complicated way. "I knew a long time ago that human greed will destroy many things, but I never imagined that the glorious and proud child with steel-like justice would turn into the devilish appearance he is now."

Chapter 15 The Devil Lives

Six years ago, in Fangyuan area, Liuli City was soaked in typhoon torrential rain.

Ibrahimovic is lying in the mud.

Of course, perhaps the word "kneeling" would be more appropriate, because her limbs were twisting weirdly, immersed in the muddy and cold rain.

She didn't even look like an Eevee, with her sleek, beautiful brown fur clinging tightly to her back and looking like a unicorn that couldn't find a home after being washed down from a tree by the rain.

This is the seventh day, the seventh day when she was turned into a useless elf.

She didn't struggle anymore, she went to all the places she could go, and all the people she could ask for, but no one could help her, no one dared to help her.

Ibrahimovic turned his face sideways, looking at the dark cloud-covered sky out of the corner of his eye, and his mind was full of broken pictures.People's smiling faces and thanks, those cheers, those praises and applause, and the beam of flames shot from behind, and those evasive eyes, too many broken pictures circled in my mind, and finally mingled into an unbearable chaos. And chaos.

Exhaustion, hunger, and even pain... everything quietly went away in this chaos.

Maybe she was going to die?It's ridiculous that the dignified Sergeant Ibrahimovic would die in such a useless manner.

At this time, someone asked softly above her head.

"Hey, are you okay?"

A hand gently lifted her chin, and the sweet smell of the long-lost milk made her open her eyes.

It was a boy in a dark samurai uniform, his face was hidden in the darkness and he couldn't see clearly, only he was tall and tall, wearing a black feather. Behind him was a taciturn maid, supporting him with a large navy blue robe. umbrella.

"Hey! Little brother over there! Can you please move away a little bit!?" A beam of light from a flashlight pierced over from a distance, and gangsters wielding clubs and kitchen knives rushed out of the convenience store. They stood under the signboard and faced Shout out: "That guy is a criminal! Don't help him!"

I am not a criminal!I am the honorary sheriff of Liuli City!