Pokemon To The Top

Ralts are very dangerous. Even without evolution, strength is still an invincible existence in Outstanding level.

Needless to say, Pichu is a pendant, and Umbreon can't survive Ralts.

Mo Yan agrees with Help Ralts to stabilize the situation in his body, but it does not mean that he is afraid of Ralts.

Not to mention, allow Ralts to wantonly insult a partner he agrees with.

In the eyes of Mo Yan, even Ralts can now burst out of the super strength of the Elite level, helping him defeat countless powerful enemies.

But it is still inferior to Umbreon even with a single finger!

Mo Yan looked down at Ralts coldly, and Ralts also looked up at Mo Yan not to be outdone.

"Laru!"

Ralts suddenly raised his hand, and the invisible Psychic waved on Pichu's face.

pa!

The strength is very light, but the weak Pichu still inevitably tilts his head and almost fell off Mo Yan's shoulder.

"Ralts!"

Mo Yan's eyes flashed with devouring rays of light, Dark Force covered the right hand, directly pinched Ralts' neck, and lifted it up.

"Ra...Lu!"

Ralts doesn’t have the slightest struggle, but the black red eyes under the bangs are looking at Mo Yan coldly, even if Mo Yan has already used force to push his face Stuck red, it still stared at Mo Yan.

"You are not afraid of death, are you?" Mo Yan grinned suddenly, receiving all the strength of the Dark Force outside of the body, and then directly threw Ralts out.

Prior to this, Mo Yan has always released a few Dark Forces around Ralts to help it relieve the pain in the body.

But now, since Ralts is dissatisfied, let it hurt.

Ralts was thrown out, and the moment it left Dark Force, the three energies in its body rioted again.

It can't do it even if it wants to find a posture. It's weak, so it can only fall to the ground fiercely, no one cares about it.

George and Mark witnessed everything just now, but both of them just watched in silence and did not persuade them.

The proud Ralts still hasn't seen its own current situation clearly. It has taken Pichu and apparently has touched Mo Yan's bottom line.

The cabin fell silent, Pichu lay obediently in Mo Yan's arms and looked at Mo Yan worriedly, as if asking if I did something wrong.

Mo Yan smiled and touched Pichu’s head, "It’s not your problem."

"Khaki!" Umbreon lay on Mo Yan’s feet, and rarely followed him. .

Pichu heard Umbreon take care of himself, and the little eyes shined, he jumped out of Mo Yan's arms, and he couldn't help but rush up.

"It!" Umbreon jumped two meters high in an instant, and once again dodge Pichu's closeness.

On the other side, Ralts was lying on the cold floor, enduring the severe pain in his body, and there was the sound of Umbreon and Pichu fighting in his ear, and there was a despair in his heart.

Does that human really care about him?

The emperor of the dignified Seafloor Cavern, so proud, has fallen into such a field.

Maybe ten minutes, maybe half an hour, one hour, two hours, Ralts at first just endured the pain and didn't want to scream.

And now, it doesn't even have the ability to scream, it feels that its body has not been completely recovered yet again.

In a trance, he seemed to be covered by a huge shadow over the light above his head.

Without the direct light, Ralts could feel more comfortable. The light gradually dimmed and Ralts passed out into a coma.

Before he fell into a coma, Ralts thought he would die like this, but it was painful.

"Pichu Pichu!"

"Are you sure you want me to save it, it just hit you for no reason and also scolded Umbreon" Mo Yan squatted beside Ralts, accidentally Blocked the direct sunlight, but didn't give Ralts a straight look.

Pichu is obviously still angry when he thinks about what happened just now, but seeing Ralts fainted with pain, he still feels very unbearable.

"Pi...Pichu Pichu!"

Pichu touched Mo Yan affectionately, and finally nodded seriously.

"Where is Umbreon?"

"Khaki!" Umbreon hid far away, but followed nodded.

"Well, then do what you said."

Mo Yan said, the right hand grabbed Ralts by the back of the neck, lifted it up again, and put it On the sofa.

Dark Force was launched and lingered on Ralts. Although Ralts was unconscious, frowns visibly stretched out, and then fell asleep deeply.

During the period, Pichu also pulled a small blanket and gently covered Ralts to prevent it from catching a cold by the sea breeze.

"Pichu skin!"

Immediately afterwards, the little clever Pichu ran to George's side, and took George to show him to Ralts.

"Mo Yan?" George glanced at Mo Yan playfully.

"Just look, Pichu is not angry anymore, why am I angry?" Mo Yan helped Umbreon comb his hair and said without looking back.

"Okay, I see, Chansey, come over and help." George held back a smile, squatted down and started to check Ralts' condition.

"Lucky!"

……

In the evening, Ralts woke up in a trance after a comfortable sleep.

When it wakes up, it feels very relaxed, and the three energies in the body are also in peace, without any changes.

Yu Guang glanced over, the human who hated and feared him sat quietly beside him.

At this time, Mo Yan is holding the tablet computer to scan the latest information. Some dark forces have been killed by the investigator again. The underground research institute is capturing Wild Pokémon and doing a lot of inhuman work. After experimenting, so-and-so Rookie's trainer is a fledgling and emerging...

Ralts looked at the quiet Mo Yan and suddenly felt that if this guy doesn't move, it wouldn't be so annoying.

Just the Dark Force haunting Ralts all around told it that this guy is still alive.

"The grass goat's milk on the table is still hot. Drink it quickly."

"Laru!" Ralts was startled and turned his head to the side in a panic, just stunned. To be dumbfounded, it was a shame.

Ralts turned his head and looked at Mo Yan, who did not change his movements. Then he saw a cup of steaming grassy goat's milk on the table.

"Hoothoot..."

Teng!

Ralts' small face instantly blushed, and his limbs were stiff. After living for so long, he has never experienced a more humiliating time than this.

"Pichu?"

At this time, Pichu, who was sleeping in Mo Yan's arms, was awakened, and he looked at Ralts blankly.

"Pichu Yau?" Your face is so red, are you sick?

"La...Laru..." Ralts quickly grabbed the grass goat's milk and poured it down suddenly, for fear of another cry from his stomach.

"Pichu Pichu!" It turned out to be hungry. I still have small cakes here.

Pichu said, took out a piece of cake and handed it to Ralts.

"Pull...cough cough!" Ralts choked, looking towards Pichu in horror.

You are the devil!

In a place where Ralts can't see, Mo Yan pursed his mouth, held back a smile, and gave Pichu a thumbs-up.