Pokémon: Mysterious Elf Beast

"Why do you feel so familiar..."

"Why is it so painful here..." The little god touched his heart, as painful as being stabbed by a needle.

"Why do my tears shed uncontrollably..." The little god was already in tears at this time.

The light gradually faded, and darkness covered everything here again.

A group of black shadows slowly condensed in front of the little god, and then condensed into the appearance of a person, but without it, there was nothing, just like the darkness that enveloped all of this, it was very empty and there was nothing.

"You're here again." It didn't seem to be nothing, a mouth appeared where it should appear.

"Huh?" The little god looked at the dark figure in front of him with tears and eyes empty.

"Do you feel weak?" The pitch-black figure knelt down and touched the little god's head.

"Do you feel painful?"

"Feeling tired?"

"Feel angry?"

"Feel frustrated?"

"Do you feel guilty?"

"Do you feel regretful?"

...

Very long, very long, this dark figure has been asking the little god on the side that stroked the little god's head.

But the little god has always looked at the black shadow of the black man so empty, and did nothing else.

"Do you feel painful to lose your partner?"

"Do you feel painful because you don't have the power to protect your partner?" In this extremely silent space, the voice was so harsh.

"Ok……"

"Then what are you doing here?"

The little god trembled for a while, the hollow in his eyes gradually faded, the surrounding darkness gradually dissipated, and the light gradually appeared again.

The regret when Leolu fell, the powerlessness when Ibrahimovic was taken away...

At this time, those scenes are vivid.

"Yes, what am I doing here!"

Perhaps, after the light, it is very likely that there will be more desperate darkness, but after breaking through the darkness, the light that comes is so dazzling!

"Huhuhuhu." The little god sat up from the bed all of a sudden, gasping for breath.

"Here?" The little god looked around.

"It seems to be... the ward?" The little god said uncertainly.

"Oh, are you awake?" A voice came from beside.

"Well, Xiaozhi?" Xiaoshen looked to the side and found that Xiaozhi was wearing a lot of bandages.

"What's wrong?" The little god asked strangely.

Xiao Zhi was silent, his face very ugly.

"Ibrahimovic... was taken away."

"..." The little god was also silent, lowered his head, "So..."

He is the same, he really has no way to encourage others.

"Hehe, you've been in a coma for four days, it's really scary." Xiaozhi forced a smile.

"Four days?" The little god exclaimed.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing."

The little god pushed aside the quilt, and immediately got out of the bed.

"I have been looking for Ibrahimovic for four days. It is very likely that the Rockets have already started..." Xiaoshen didn't dare to go on, for fear that he would lose control.

"You can't find them, what's the use of going?"

"Just look for it, it's fine." The little god said firmly, changing from his medical suit.

"Then you just recovered from a serious illness, what can you do with such a body?"

"..." The little god did not speak, but silently changed his pants. He told Xiaozhi with his actions that even for this reason, he couldn't stop himself from looking for Ibrahimovic.

"Pa." At this time, the door was pushed open.

"Xiao Zhi is right, Xiao God, you can only be defeated again for such reckless actions." Li Jia and Zhenghui walked in the door.

The little god who was wearing shoes stopped.

"I can win." The little god spit out these three words and continued to put on his shoes.

"I believe you can win, but I hope you don't be so impulsive." Li Jia said persuasively.

"When you were first discovered, your body was already scarred. If it weren't for the mercy of the person who used the nirvana, you might not be able to move now!" Li Jia calmly persuaded, "You can only end up like this. This ends!"

Xiao Shen sat on the hospital bed, raised his head and looked at Li Jia.

"Then... Then tell me what to do!"

After speaking, the little god hammered his head fiercely.

"I can only do this, if it doesn't..." the little god said painfully, holding his head firmly with both hands.

"You don't have to suffer so much." Li Jia hugged the little god tightly.

"You are not fighting alone, you still have us."

"..." The little god fell into silence. After a long time, the little god raised his head.

"Sorry, I'm so excited."

"Don't worry too much. We haven't been idle for the past few days when you were in the hospital. We have been working hard to track down the Rockets' actions, and we have already seen some eyebrows."