"Goo~Goo~Goo~Goo~Goo~"

In the darkness of the night, a cry broke the silence of the forest.

A fire was burning in front of Wakaji and Nanami, and the forest was a little cold at night, and from time to time they threw in some hay, which crackled when it burned.

Sleeping bags are placed next to the fire, and the Pokémon sleep in a circle, faintly protecting their trainers.

Nanami put down the hay in her hand and touched Urla's head, her eyes full of tenderness.

This kid is so tired these days, excluding meals and rest time, he pesters Lucario for cultivation almost all the time, and he is completely a cultivator.

Ice gravel alone is a skill, and it has been used hundreds of times in less than three days, from the beginning of which can only make the trunk of the tree form a layer of frost, to now being able to freeze the entire tree into ice, its progress is the fastest among the three Pokémon of Wakagi, everyone can see.

But sometimes Nanami would ask Lucario to forcibly stop Ura's almost masochistic practice, pressing it on a massage table to relax, after all, the combination of work and rest is the most effective way to bring out the most benefits.

Nanami's fur was smoothed out by Nanami, and she snorted comfortably, her ears were completely drooped, and the muscles that had been tense for a day blocked the brain's instructions in her sleep, and the corners of her mouth left a pool of crystal sparkling hara uncontrollably.

Ruoji pinched a food cube and stretched it out in front of the nose of the fox and shook it, the sleeping nose of the fox couldn't help but sniff, leaned forward, showed his fangs and bit the food cube into his mouth, a set of operations were smooth, relying entirely on the instinct of foodies, without disturbing the quality of sleep at all.

Rao is prepared, Ruoji was also taken aback by the sudden attack, if he hadn't reacted quickly and let go, he might have to rush to the nearest city overnight to get the berserk vaccine...

Nanami touched the raja and gently pushed Wakaji's hand.

So that you have nothing to do to tease the bei family, sooner or later your hand will have to feed it.

Ruoji touched his nose in embarrassment, slipped back to his sleeping bag in a gray manner, covered the quilt and began to straighten the corpse...

Shame on you.

Lose face.

muttered a few words, and didn't know if he was talking about Ura or himself.

In recent days, the foodie attribute of the tana has been played badly.

Whether it is two trainers or other Pokémon, they will throw out a food cube when they have nothing to do, and then they will see a figure grabbing food like a hungry tiger, and after gobbling it up, they will continue to chase Lukalio for cultivation, which makes Ruoji a little worried about whether this stupid child will be abducted with food in the future.

It was still the ghosts that reassured him the most.

Ghosts are rarely seen by ordinary people, let alone abducted with food, and besides, Ghosts' favorite food is not any kind of food cube.

They have the ability to grasp fear, and they love to eat very much, so the ghosts rarely eat with everyone, and most of the time after the mealtime, they take the two friends of the wind fairy out to play pranks together, and find food for the ghosts by the way.

Especially at night, the ghosts can observe the Pokémon passing by the camp all night in high spirits, and when the mood comes, they will rush up and scare the innocent children into screaming.

So in line with the principle of not wasting free labor, the work of the vigil has been handed over to the ghosts by default, the only sad thing is the wind fairy, often called up by good friends for a vigil, the so-called blessed sharing, the ghost feels that the wind fairy can introduce himself as a confidant is a great blessing in life.

As the night deepened, the only sound of a burning fire remained in the camp.

The wind fairy wanted to cry without tears, and it was called out of the nest by the ghosts again.

Although everyone loves pranks, it's really not a nocturnal Pokémon!

I want to refuse the ghosts, but every time I face the other party's sincere eyes and sincere invitations, the kind-hearted wind goblin will always soften his heart and sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman.

Today's ghosts were extremely excited, and as soon as they left the camp, they happily pulled the wind fairy and flew forward.

Hell knows how it floats so fast!!

Judging by the experience of the wind fairies, nine times out of ten it is that the ghosts have discovered a Pokémon gathering place, and most of the Pokémon are sleeping at night, which is the time when the ghosts show their scary skills.

It's just that when the wind fairy saw the target of the ghost tonight, his heart instantly cooled half.

The cave was densely packed with countless figures, and there were many sounds of flying through the trees.

Big brother, you provoke the supersonic bat at night?!! The brain is letting the wind blow away!!

In order to prevent this thing from dying and having no place to be buried, the wind fairy hurriedly stopped it, interrupted the illusion that was being performed, and painstakingly analyzed the feasibility of the matter.

Sonic bats are nocturnal Pokémon that only sleep during the day and their paradise at night, and illusions are a skill that rarely works for Sonic Bats, not only because they are fast, but most importantly because they don't have eyes!

After persuading the ghost for a while, seeing that the other party still had an eager expression, the wind fairy could only promise to accompany it to a full meal during the day tomorrow, and go back at night just to play a prank.

The ghost was a little reluctant to agree, it was more like signing some unequal treaty, and he reluctantly followed the wind fairy.

The two Pokémon came to the cave where the sonic bats lived, and the Wind Fairy took out a small speaker from his dense cotton head and placed it in the center of the hole with a wicked smile.

Everything has a law of true fragrance...

The wind fairy is also a bold lord, and he usually gives Nanami a headache, although he was able to maintain some sanity before, but when it came time to carry out pranks, one, two, three, five, and nothing mattered.

A shrill music emanated from the hole and spread through the surrounding jungle.

"!!!!"

"!!!!"

In an instant, the woods and the air resounded with the miserable cries of supersonic bats.

The ears of the sonic bats are able to receive the ultrasound waves that are fed back, allowing them to fly unimpeded, and their ears are also very sensitive to sound, which can be greatly affected by the piercing skills in Pokémon.

Now the music played by the ghosts and wind fairies is no less than the level of harshness, sharp and extremely penetrating.

Thousands of supersonic bats angrily blocked the way of the two bear children, and skills such as ultrasound, poisonous fangs, and high-speed stars were smashed down in one go.

The results of these days' cultivation are reflected, although the ghosts are not yet able to achieve the ideal level that Nanami described, but the number and speed of launching shadow balls have increased significantly, and with the assistance of wind fairies on the side, they have retreated to the edge of the supersonic bat habitat unharmed.

"Ahem!!" A distinctive cry came quickly, and a dark shadow arrived at the same time as the voice!

The black shadow bit the wind fairy body with a blow, and then let go of the ghost ghost's shadow ball, and at the same time, a sharp air blade slashed at the wind fairy, and there was no time for the two Pokémon to react!

It flies faster than it can be!

The wind fairy was attacked twice in a flash, his face showed a painful expression, and his body began to reveal abnormal purple light.

It's poisoned! That dark shadow just now used poisonous fangs! What a strong fang!

As a grass-based Pokémon, the Wind Fairy has a little bit of poison resistance in its racial characteristics, and after so much experience, ordinary poisonous fangs will not let it enter a poisoned state.

Then the situation is clear.

Can't beat it! Hurry up!

The ghost is a man who lives in the world, and the gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, and the disparity in force turns his head and runs, and the bully only pinches the soft persimmon.

The shadow spun around at no loss of speed, and once again rushed towards them.

The situation was urgent, and now that he had made up his mind, the ghost hurriedly propped up the mist in front of him, and his hands kept exuding a rainbow halo, swinging in front of the two Pokémon in waves.