Shui Jun lowered his head slightly, and his mouth, holding the feathers of the Phoenix King, opened slightly, and the colorful light rippled like water waves. It seemed so graceful and noble, sacred and undesecrated. What's even more amazing is that it strangely escaped from the gravity and slowly floated up. Shui Jun closed his eyes, sometimes tilted his head slightly, as if listening to the sound of the wind. Seeing Shui Jun's posture, Azhi seemed to have some understanding and walked forward tentatively for a few steps forward. Shui Jun was still standing in place, indifferent. Azhi, who realized Shui Jun's intention, did not hesitate, and quickly stepped forward and put the feathers floating in the air into his palm.

The colorful feathers emit a soft light under the sunlight casting outside the window. A comfortable and colorful warm current also penetrated the texture along the palm of the hand and flowed back and forth in the meridians in the body, which echoed the mysterious sea-blue energy in the body.

"This~~" I vaguely felt a burning sensation from my chest. After checking, it was the silver wings hanging on my neck that were emitting a bright white light, flashing at the same frequency as the colorful feathers in my hand.

He took out the silver wings of Lochia, and the response between the two became much bigger in an instant. The closer they got, the brighter the light shining. Shui Jun, who had been closing his eyes and resting, suddenly opened his eyes, opened his eyes in horror, and shook his head desperately, hoping that he would escape from this dream and be so incredible to everything in front of him. Azhi even vaguely felt that Shui Jun's body was trembling. Yes, it was trembling. The two feathers that did not have any threat would actually make Shui Jun fear so much. Could it be that there was any secret?!

Azhi naturally would not ask Shui Jun foolishly, and even Shui Jun would not say anything. For humans who threaten the elves, it would never pretend to be like a person. If the Phoenix King had not come here to send his feathers this time, it would not want to return to the sad place of Lingling Tower. Since he had completed the task and remembered the other dead self, there would be no need to stay there next. With a light leap, Shui Jun crossed a distance of more than ten feet, left the Lingling Tower like a cloud and fog, turning into a blue light, floating away. At this time, a scream came from the bottom of the tower.

"It seems that Komatsu and the others are coming, so I should leave too, otherwise it is not easy to explain." Azhi jumped gently and jumped onto its back. Under the wings of the fossil wings, smoke and dust rose everywhere, like a horse that broke free from reins, walking rudely. When Komatsu went to the top of the tower, there was nothing but the smoke and dust flying all over the sky. A man with a height of similar to his appeared beside him. The man was wearing a purple-red coat, wearing a bright purple cloak, with a striking bang, and a stream of bangs under the bangs was a flowing bang.

He showed an unconcealed arrogant and arrogant face. At first glance, he only had the coldness of keeping people thousands of miles away, without any affinity, let alone arousing favors. If Azhi was here, he would definitely recognize the identity of this man - Minajun who traveled around the world of the elves and studied the legend of the mysterious elves. In the original work, in these few days, he would meet the elves he liked, and had the act of regaining the elves, but the result was very tragic. In front of the elves, the Hudi he carefully cultivated was simply vulnerable and was easily knocked to the ground.

However, these things didn't care about Azhi's affairs. The idea of ​​originally wanting to meet Shui Jun was stranded by the sudden colorful feathers. Looking at the two feathers in their left and right hands, Azhi, who was walking on the country road, recalled carefully, trying to recall the relationship between the two, but he could not connect the two divine beasts together. He just felt that there was a bridge of communication and integration between the two.

"Forget it! Don't force it, don't force it!" Azhi, who was not entangled in the relationship between the two, was determined to speed up, take out the fossil phantom ball of the fossil phantom, and wanted to quickly arrive at the next town - Thunder Town.

Fate is a very wonderful thing. It will ignore you when you force it, but when you are cold to it, it will always try its best to please you. At this time, Azhi's fate plays the latter role.

Pokémon? If it were usual, a very ordinary Pokémon would never trigger any thoughts and attention. However, Azhi, who was just trying to associate the connection between the Phoenix King and the Lochia feathers, involuntarily hit the Pokémon with the first two. The result of this thought shocked Azhi!

The elf ball is the bond between two feathers and their final destination!

Once the two magical feathers are integrated with the elves, they can exert their own special power - the elves that capture time.

Capturing time seems like absurd thing. Time passes by like a flash, fleeting in a flash. No matter how invincible a hero is, no matter how beautiful it is, it cannot withstand the ruthless erosion of time. The red and pink skeletons and heroes are old and old. But all things in the world cannot escape this destined cycle of fate. But if you think about it carefully, what a mad thing it would be if you can really capture the invisible, colorless and formless time!

Of course, this extremely special elf ball cannot escape its scope of function - catching elf. It is obvious that this elf ball naturally captures an ordinary elf - Sullabi, Decalua... Ordinary public may be unfamiliar with these names. Only those who are in high positions or who are familiar with elf will know how terrible it is! The elf ball that can recover these elf is worth more than a thousand gold, and more than Liancheng.

Of course, there are only a handful of people who know this secret in the entire elf world. Azhi doesn't have to worry too much, but he must exercise his forging strength before casting the elf ball. Otherwise, if such precious materials are wasted, he will regret it. In fact, Azhi has always had an idea that he wants to go home and go back to his home in his previous life. Although this is unrealistic and the possibility is extremely low, even if there is a one-in-one chance, he doesn't want to give up, because this world will always be his second home. Sometimes, loneliness will still come.

Having figured out the magical uses of two feathers, Azhi took the back of the fossil pterosaur and flew to the next destination - Thunder Town.

Thunder Town is named after its speed. Every year, a pokemon racing competition is held here. As long as you are interested, both travelers and townspeople are qualified to participate in the competition. Another feature of Thunder Town is the town's cultivation hut - a kind and amiable old couple. They are elves specially opened for pokemon trainers to raise elves in their childhood, hatching elves or two elves of the same species and opposite sex mating. There are a lot of people coming to ask for help. Not every trainer knows elves as well as Azhi.

Azhi is looking forward to cultivating knowledge of elves, especially young elves.

ps. Driver's license theory course is time-consuming and it is too late to update. In addition, I found the mobile phone, and the human flesh is indeed very powerful.
Chapter completed!