After emptying the Shadow Army in the basement, the little dragonfly confirmed to the surrounding seeds, "Are you all right?" ”

Immediately, there were replies from the surroundings, and the cries were strange, and there were all kinds of things.

In the midst of this noisy and messy cry, an elf quickly caught the attention of the little dragonfly.

It is a king of the mountains who is not weak, and at the same time looks exceptionally calm after coming out of the cage.

The reason why he caught the attention of the little dragonfly was because the king had been staring at her since he got out of trouble.

Unable to stand this undisguised gaze lock, the little dragonfly floated over and knocked on the head of the king of the mountain.

It was Chen Mu who knocked her before, but this time she finally had the opportunity to experience the pleasure of knocking people, not to mention, it feels so good~

"Goo-goo?" - Why do you keep staring at me?

The King of the Mountains replied very sincerely.

"Squeak." - Are you the famous desert dragonfly in the desert? There's a human who's been looking for you before.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

The little dragonfly was immediately alert.

"Goo!" - Have you seen that human? What is your relationship with him?

At this time, the little dragonfly couldn't help but pout.

Okay master, and said you don't have a new dog!

The King of the Mountains didn't know the little dragonfly's inner activities at this time, and he was still as sincere as ever.

"Squeak." - I traveled with that human for a while, and he was in a hurry to find you, so he went to the territory of the rogue crocodile.

What made the king of the mountains a little puzzled was that when he said that the human was in a hurry, the desert dragonfly in front of him suddenly wagged its tail happily, and the more it wagged, the more cheerful it became, and then it was about to shake out the afterimage!

The acceleration effect brought by "Dragon Dance" was really used by her in a strange place at this time.

The little dragonfly crossed her hands on her waist, and it was difficult to hide her smile, and for a while, she saw that the king of the mountain in front of her became a lot more pleasing to the eye.

After looking up and down, she pretended to be old-fashioned and commented.

"Goo, goo, goo." - You, it's okay, the strength is passable.

“？？？”

The King of the Mountains was confused, and said in his heart, why did this desert dragonfly jump so fast?

"Squeak, squeak." - I mean, that human was really in a hurry, he was looking for you everywhere before.

"Goo, goo." - I know. Also, don't be big or small, you come late, you have to call me the eldest sister.

“？？？”

The King of the Mountains realized that the other party might have misunderstood something.

"Squeak...... - No, I wasn't taken in by the human......

"Goo!" - Call the eldest sister's head!

"Squeak!" - Listen to others! I said I wasn't!

"Goo!" - I don't want to beat you!

"Squeak!" - I said I wasn't, I didn't!

"Smack!"

The little dragonfly slapped the king on the head.

“……”

“……”

"Goo-goo?" - What did you just want to say?

"Squeak ......" - without the eldest sister's head, you are right about the eldest sister's head.

The little dragonfly happily crossed her waist and wagged her tail quickly.

The king of the mountain held his head and choked speechlessly, so he could only complain silently in his heart: Look at your tail wagging around, it's obvious that you are a dog!

Then the little dragonfly pulled open the small satchel on his waist.

As a result, for a moment, her eyes froze.

"Goo-Goo......

She suddenly became very sad, and even the victory she had just won was temporarily forgotten by her.

Because the Poké Balls brought are all broken.

These Poké Balls were actually the point that Lu Zhishi couldn't figure out the most before.

Because the Poké Ball in this world has an anti-theft function, the Poké Ball will establish a directional spiritual link after it is subdued, and outsiders can't use it at all.

There is no reason why normal wild elves can use Poké Balls!

However, he could never have guessed that these were actually Poké Balls that the little dragonfly had secretly kept since two hundred years ago.

This is Chen Mu's ball back then!

One was the little dragonfly's own;

One of them belongs to the old squad leader;

One of them was Ah Ying's, and after he left, the ball was picked up by the little dragonfly;

One of them is a dog, because the dog later followed Chen Mu's apprentice Lin Yuxin, and the owner naturally changed the ball.

There are also two of Chen Mu's partners who died in the past: Roentgen Cat and Giant Pincer Mantis.

Every Poké Ball Dragonfly remembers its provenance!

Every Poké Ball used to be a treasure for her!

Normally, the service life of a Poké Ball is only a few decades at most, but the little dragonfly is stunned by relying on the maintenance of excellence and maintenance regardless of returns, and they have been preserved to this day without breaking!

The reason why she wandered the desert and became a traveling vendor was initially motivated by the desire to save money to go to the human world to buy maintenance tools for Poké Balls.

At this time, far away in an old city alley of the Stone Tower Alliance, an elf craftsman with gray temples happened to be telling this story to his little grandson.

The little grandson asked him with a curious face: "Grandpa, grandpa, is the story of the desert dragonfly you said true?" Does she really have six Poké Balls older than you? ”

When asked about this story by the little grandson, the craftsman was really angry and nostalgic.

"Yes! This business can toss your grandfather enough every time!

Those Poké Balls are long overdue! I have to be careful with them every time I take care of them, and if they break them even a little, the desert dragonfly likes to lose its temper.

Hey, really, a Poké Ball can be used for one or two hundred years, and the fairy craftsmen can't save it! ”

The little grandson was very curious when he heard this, "Then why do you still help her maintain it every time, grandpa?" Wouldn't it be nice not to do this business? ”

The old craftsman lit a cigarette, and suddenly his eyes became a little startled.

"yes, why? Maybe it'...... When I was young, I met that dragonfly for the first time, and I couldn't bear to leave her alone. ”

Saying that, the old craftsman himself laughed and scolded.

"Hey! I was really nosy at the time, who would have thought that I would be kind enough to help her once, and then she would be able to hold on for decades!

Really, how can there be such a stupid elf in this world! ”

So Ah Ying and Lao Squirt are still accurate - the little dragonfly is a tsundere at all!

When he reunited with Chen Mu for the first time in the oasis, he pretended to put forward so many conditions, but in fact, he was just hiding his surprise and tears.

This seemingly uninhibited and indulgent desert prodigal son who loves freedom actually tries his best to make money in order to keep the six orbs of memory in his hand that have long since exceeded their useful life......

However, no matter how much maintenance and cherished care there is, there is a limit after all.

The desert environment is not very suitable for maintaining a delicate human product like Poké Balls.

It has lasted for more than 200 years, and it is rare to take it out and use it once, but it still doesn't hold up.

Six balls, all scrapped at the moment.

None survived......

"Woo."

The little dragonfly looked at her little satchel, stayed for a long time, endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but make a sad sound.

A few of the sand cacti that were transported in by the Poké Ball were unknown, and they didn't understand why they had won the battle and their partners had been rescued, but the "commander" who led them to win the battle suddenly cried.

Even if they didn't know what had happened to the little dragonfly, they could hear her overflowing sadness in her voice.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell~"

The cacti looked at each other and shook themselves in place, letting out a rhythmic melody in an attempt to comfort the little dragonfly.

So for some reason, a warm and soothing bell suddenly sounded in the dark room after the war.

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