Pokemon's Fifth Elite

Chapter 842

At the first glance, the dark night demon fell in love with these hand-made works that can be presented in three dimensions. They are no longer the patterns in the picture album, but the joy of touching.

Although the first hand he found was a defective product, missing a leg and no support, he simply made a wooden support by himself to make her stand up.

His legs can't help it. After all, his ability is limited.

The defective products did not affect his enthusiasm. He was not satisfied with the paper classification at first, but secretly looked for any omission under other categories.

Most of them have all kinds of problems when they can be abandoned. Therefore, for so long, only the two that dakley saw in the beginning have been intact in the hands of the night demon.

The dark night demon doesn't like to play tricks on people. His biggest hobby is to stay with an elf.

His companions in the night patrol period were no longer willing to play with him after he evolved into a night demon. Over time, he was used to being alone.

In the past, there were many grass elves active in this area. Night demons could watch and walk, grass gatherings, trumpet buds dancing, and dancing electric fireflies and sweet Ying lovers at night.

However, with more and more ghost elves active in this area, the grass elves either sought shelter from the rotten wood demon or left nearby.

Without daily entertainment, the life span is so long. As soon as the dark night demon comes into contact with these things, he quickly indulges in them.

For this unique hobby, he had a greater sense of distance from other ghost elves. When talking about him, he only left the impression that the night demon always went out with a black bag on his back.

In fact, the dark night demon doesn't need much black bag. After all, every time he steals garbage, he doesn't need much.

He just found that when he packed things in big bags, he would feel that he had gained a lot on his return trip, so he chose a big one.

Even if he gets nothing, hanging a big bag on his body can give him a comfort.

The joy of finding a large color insert is the same as finding a favorite album and turning to a new manual.

They are like gemstones buried under sand. When they are inadvertently discovered, the joy of harvest is unspeakable.

The first color inset of the dark night demon slipped out in the process of reading after taking the book home. After unfolding, he found that it was a painting several times larger than a small book.

However, the colorful plug-ins were crumpled by the people who threw the garbage. They can't see it anymore. The dark night demon can't find much.

He really doesn't know what the taste is.

Lily, fencing?

He's not qualified to choose. He'll be happy to find it for a long time.

Dakley was silent. He decided to apologize for what he had just done.

In the process of speaking, the night demon looked at the expression in his hand, which was very soft, and the red one eye could see an obvious smile.

He has regarded picking up garbage as a kind of fun and the only bright color in a boring and monotonous life.

He doesn't play tricks on people or hurt the weak elves. He lives his own dead house life and gets a burst of happiness in the cheapest way.

Luther wanted to know what arcelora was going to do now?

Does the character of the dark night demon suit her?

Arcelora is still reading comics.

"I also read this book in the library over there in Arola. I read it back to the children at that time. I really like the ending."

The evil spirit of the night looked at the title page and suddenly came to arcelola excitedly and nodded again and again.

Then he looked awkwardly at dacley.

He wanted to convey his meaning.

Dakley readily helped him.

In this way, arcelora and the night demon had a difficult discussion on the ending with the help of dakley, a poor translator.

We didn't have a few words, but the two sides spoke for nearly two minutes.

"I said night demon..." arcelora closed the cartoon and put it back in place. "Do you want to go to the outside world with me?"

The evil spirit of the night was stunned and seemed to be thinking carefully about the meaning of this sentence.

"You want to see the outside world, don't you?"

"The world is very big, not only the Tianguan mountains, but also the waste treatment plant in the suburb of Baidai city. The story in the cartoon is far less wonderful than what is happening."

"Don't you want to know what interesting things are written in the written books you abandoned?"

Arcelora smiled, "I'll tell you later."

"You don't have to go through the garbage bag in the future. I'll buy it for you. There are many interesting comics and good-looking illustrations in the world. You haven't seen too many."

"If you like, we can make money to buy them together. They are no longer incomplete, but will appear in front of you at their best."

Arcelora's smiling face suddenly matched with an illustration in the mind of the dark devil.

It was also an enlightenment story about a boy who led his elf back to his hometown after a series of trips.

It's not hot-blooded, and the rescue is also very plain, that is, it's a little turbulent, but on the whole, it's an ordinary journey.

At the end of the story, the boy smiled and said to the spirit who accompanied him on the trip, it's lucky that you have been with me.

The difference is that the boy's smile represents the end of the story.

Arcelora's invitation at the moment is about to begin.

It's like a story, reflected into reality.

The night demon is not willing to look at the tree hole, the home where he has lived for nearly ten years.

Arcelora smiled: "I'll help you move the things here. Don't worry."

The dark night demon spirit was silent for a while and put the two hands into arcelora's hands. He didn't want to convey his intention through dakley, but wanted to express it himself.

The most precious thing is handed over to arcelola, which means that the night demon has been persuaded.

Arcelora took out the elf ball, pasted it on the forehead of the dark night demon and knocked it gently.

Without shaking, the night demon entered the elf ball.

When he reappeared, he was already helping Luther and arcelora carry the collection in the tree hole.

After three big bags were hung on the green bird on Tanabata, one of the tree holes was empty, leaving only the wall engraved with the word "paper" to tell later people that someone had been here.

When Luther and arcelora asked if the Tanabata Bluebird would feel too heavy, the dark night demon was looking back at the tree hole and still missing something.

"It's time to go," reminded arcelora, holding the elf ball.

The evil spirit of the night was stunned and quickly floated to arcelora.

At the moment of being taken back by the elf ball, the dark night demon couldn't help thinking.

What would his story with arcelora look like?