Pokémon: Mysterious Elf Beast

Wei Li strongly hugged the Mecha Chao Meng and threw it to the sky, and then the four hands continued to flip the Mecha Chao Meng, like a circus performance. Then, Wei Li threw the Mecha Chao Meng heavily on. To the ground.

"Flying mantis, dance sword, then scissors cross punch!"

"Weird power, cast on the earth!"

"Swipe!" The Flying Mantis quickly waved its sickle, greatly increasing its attack.

Guai Li fiercely grabbed the mecha Chaomeng and leaped towards the sky, and then slammed it to the ground by gravity.

"Swipe!" At this time, the flying mantis crossed the attack and used a scissor cross fist, knocking the rapidly falling mecha Chaomeng away.

"Good!" Seeing this series of attacks succeeded, Xiao Mao held his hand tightly.

"Bang." At this time, Xiao Mao felt as if he had been patted on the shoulder.

"?" Xiao Mao turned around quickly.

"Be careful, that guy's strength is far beyond your imagination." As the little god said, he dragged his bruised body and walked forward slowly.

"What are you doing, don't hurry to rest!" Xiao Mao said nervously.

"No, I can't rest yet, and there is one thing I must do!" The little god walked forward slowly and said firmly!

"..." Xiao Mao turned around. Since the little god said so, he has no right to stop him. As a friend of the little god, the only thing he can do is not to disturb him!

"Come on, monster!" Xiao Mao shed a drop of cold sweat, looking at the Mecha Chaomeng who had stood up in the distance. As the little god said, the strength of this guy has exceeded their imagination and has withstood so many attacks , Can stand up so easily!

"Since the attack power of two is not good, how about four?" Xiao Mao waved his hand, and Nine Tails and Goda Duck appeared behind him.

"We are not alone!" Xiao Mao shouted.

"Nine tails, big characters explode!"

"Gotha Duck, destroy and die!"

"Flying Praying Mantis, air cut!"

"Weird power, gas bomb!"

...

"Come on, that guy is over there." The little god slowly walked forward, his body heavier and heavier, and his consciousness increasingly blurred, but he continued to move forward.

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Chapter 67-Because We Are...

"Kusana..." The little god looked at the painful young man in front of him with his tired eyes that could only be opened slightly.

"I must win...because I am an elite...no matter where...no matter what...I must be an elite, I must be NO1!" Kusanaru yelled on the ground, holding his head.

"Konana..." The little god dragged tiredly towards Kusanagi slowly.

I don't know why I want to help you. Maybe we are people of the same kind. Although we have different goals, different ideas, different looks, and different personalities, our attachments are so similar.

It's ridiculous, I can't even save myself, but I still want to help others.

Maybe, I want to save myself...

Because of this, I...

It's so hot!

"Pop!" The little god slapped Kusanaru's face with all his strength.

"Kusanaru!" The little god shouted with all the strength of his body.

What the hell are you like now?

The little god leaped and sat on Kusanagi's body, and his fists fell on Kusanagi's face like raindrops.

"Do you still dare to say that you are an elite like this?"

"Your so-called elite is just sorrowing and complaining, repeatedly saying that you are an elite!"

"Please, don't remind me of that weak self!" The little god lay on Kusanagi's body, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

"I said, you are so annoying." Kusanaru spoke and pushed the little god away.

"I'm not gay, why are you sitting on me so intimately?"

"Joke, do you think I am willing?" The little god said blankly, and then slowly wiped away his tears.

"Don't be embarrassed, a man still crying." Kusanaru smiled, as if mocking the little god.

"You have to wear glasses, did I cry?" The little god retorted unceremoniously.

"..." The two fell into silence again. Although both of them didn't lose to anyone, their hearts were extremely heavy.

What broke this silence was...

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Both fists fell heavily on each other's face.

"Hmph, your fist doesn't hurt or itchy!"

"Haha, did you take action, why didn't I feel it?"

The only way to eliminate the embarrassment of both parties is to fight!

After all, beating is pro, cursing is love.

Sorry, I was wrong.

After all, you don’t know each other!

Both of them vent their depression and anger crazily, and vent to each other crazily!

"I'm an elite!"

"I'm a god!"

"Papa Papa Papa Papa!" A loud voice came from the distant horizon.

I saw a military helicopter approaching here.