The strong tornado sent by Milotica blew over fiercely, and the two of them looked ashen in an instant.

With the Bulbasaur tribe in front and Milotica behind, they really had to die here.

But to their surprise, the tornado did not cause any harm to them.

The two suddenly realized that Milotica was here to help them.

Seeing this scene, the two of them instantly burst into tears, and their hearts were full of guilt.

Then, the two did not continue to run away, but turned around and resolutely helped Milotica fight with their Pokémon.

"Yi~" Milotica saw the actions of the two and responded with a thank you.

She naturally didn't know that the two took the fruit, but even if she knew, she wouldn't care if they didn't take much.

The conflict between her and Milotica would break out sooner or later.

Milotica was not at a disadvantage, and now with the help of the two, the situation quickly changed.

The Bulbasaur were repelled one after another. Mega Bulbasaur saw that the situation was not right and had to call the remaining Bulbasaur to retreat.

After the danger was lifted, Cheng Yaojin carefully used the illustration to check the Bulbasaur that fell on the ground.

He found that most of them were level 36 or 37, which means they had just evolved not long ago. No wonder they were suppressed by Milotic.

Then, the two came to Milotic, expressed their gratitude to Milotic, and took the initiative to admit that they took the fruit.

However, when the two took out the fruit in the brocade bag and prepared to return it to Milotic, Milotic shook his head gently and did not want it.

This made the two very happy!

After the two said goodbye to Milotic, they felt that they were quite satisfied with the harvest this time. Not only did they get beautiful scales, super stones, but also a lot of fruit.

The two prepared to leave the forest and go to the shop to show their harvest to the national teacher.

...

On the other side.

The sun was pouring down on the gate of Chang'an City, and the vermilion walls were shining with the brilliance of years.

A group of Japanese people were standing at the gate of the city, wearing Japanese clothes.

They were naturally the Japanese envoys who came after landing.

The leader, Matsushita Benzi, had a sinister face and frowned. He looked at the soldiers who were blocking them and shouted loudly in the stiff Tang language:

"We are Japanese envoys. Please make way for us to enter the city to meet His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty!"

His voice was sharp but harsh, as if every word was full of contempt for these soldiers.

The soldier was also conscientious in his duty. Although he had doubts in his heart, he still said neither servile nor arrogant:

"You come so rashly, I dare not make the decision, you need to report it."

He naturally knew that the Japanese envoys had died not long ago, and the current emperor was extremely disgusted with Japan. This matter had long been spread throughout Chang'an.

However, he couldn't make the decision, so he had to turn around and leave.

The people who were about to enter the city pricked up their ears, and they whispered to each other.

"Japanese? Those hateful Japanese envoys killed a lot of people from our Tang Dynasty before."

"Yes, those hateful guys, I didn't expect that Japanese people would come again now."

...

The news spread quickly among the crowd like wings.

After hearing the words of the soldiers, Matsushita Benzi's impatience became more and more obvious. He flicked his sleeves and shouted loudly:

"We are the new Japanese envoys. We have delayed important things. Can you lowly people bear it?"

His arrogant and domineering appearance made the people around him see it and hate it in their hearts.

As the news spread, more and more people came from all corners of Chang'an City.

Many of them were people whose relatives were killed by Japanese people before, although they were saved by the national teacher.

But they were full of hatred for the Japanese people!

"These Japanese dogs dare to come to our Chang'an City, they really don't know how to live or die!" A young man shouted angrily with a Poké Ball in his hand.

"Just... can't let them enter the city, this time... I will kill these dogs myself!" An old man riding a Pidgeot in the air said tremblingly.

...

"Hurry! If you don't hurry up, you will miss it soon!" A scholar in a green shirt ran wildly with the crowd.

"You scholar, you are so impatient, what can't you catch up with?" The man frowned, stretched out his hand to stop the scholar, and asked loudly.

"The Japanese are here! This is my only chance in this life to bring honor to my family! I can even be famous in the family tree!"

When the man heard the three words "Japanese", his face instantly darkened, and anger ignited in his eyes. He instantly released his Pokémon Dudu and pulled the scholar up.

Dudu

The two ran quickly towards the city gate!

"These damned Japanese people, if I could kill one or two of them, can it also be famous in the family tree?" The man gritted his teeth and said that his younger brother had been killed by the Japanese before.

Because the beeping was too fast, the scholar hugged the man tightly and asked in panic:

"Who are your ancestors?"

The man scratched his head, frowned and thought for a moment, and said uncertainly:

"I seem to have seen it written in the family tree last time..."

Before the man finished speaking, the scholar blurted out:

"Huo Qubing?"

When the man heard it, he immediately said excitedly:

"Yes, yes, that's the name."

"Ah!"

The scholar guessed the name casually, but he didn't expect to guess it right!

The scholar widened his eyes, his face full of shock, and waved his hands repeatedly and said:

"Then you have no chance, you have to open a separate page of the family tree."

"Why? "

......

More and more people gathered at the gate of Chang'an City, blocking the way. Even many people with flying Pokémon had to stay in the sky.

Matsushita looked at the angry people around him, although he didn't understand why.

But there was no fear in his heart, but he said more arrogantly:

"You are the lowly people of the Tang Dynasty. We are the envoys of Japan and represent the country of Japan. How dare you disrespect us?"

At this time, the old man riding on the Pidgeot pointed at Matsushita with a trembling hand and said angrily:

"Your hands are stained with the blood of the people of the Tang Dynasty!"

"Don't waste your time talking to them, let's go together! "

The old man's words seemed to have lit the fuse, and the people's emotions completely exploded!

Everyone released their Pokémon one after another,

Sweetbane, Coyote, Arbok, Smellyflower, Monkey, Venusaur, Farfetch'd, Caracara, Wall-Eye, Flareon...

Fat-Eye

Wall-Eye

Various attributes, all kinds of dazzling Pokémon appeared at the same time!

There were hundreds of different Pokémon at a glance!

The whole scene was quite shocking!

When Matsushita saw this scene, he couldn't help but take several steps back, and the whole person was scared to pee!

But he still shouted fiercely:

"I want to see Lord Watanabe Yuma! I want to see the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty!"

However, his voice was directly drowned out by the crowd, and the people didn't care what he said at all.

"Kill them and avenge your relatives! "

Angry roars erupted from the crowd.

People rushed forward.

Matsushita and others finally showed a trace of panic on their faces, but their arrogance remained unabated.

"If you dare to touch a hair on our body, Japan will not let you go!"

But at this time, the people were already overwhelmed by anger, and they could not listen to these words.

"Stinky Flower, use Paralysis Powder!"

"Virplax, use Leaf Storm!"

"Flame, use Spark! "

Fire Eb

...

Almost all the people gave the order at the same time!

The city gate instantly turned into a colorful battlefield, and the power of various elements intertwined to form a shocking picture!

Flames, torrents, thunder and lightning, strong winds...

The strong light, scorching temperature, and huge noise made this space seem to be in chaos, which was terrifying!

The Japanese people such as Matsushita Benzi were overwhelmed by the moves before they had time to panic.

After hundreds of moves, the city gate was already a mess.

The flying dust slowly fell, the tree trunks were charred, and the broken stones were scattered all over the ground.

The luggage and items brought by the Japanese were beaten to pieces in the chaos, and the fragments of clothing fluttered in the wind.

The blood dyed a large area of ​​land red, mixed with the soil, forming a shocking dark red patch.

Just at this time,

"Come here! Arrest all these evil people who take human lives! ”

......

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