"This is a life of a god!"

"Junior Brother Han, Junior Brother Zhou, show you something good!"

Wu Youqian immediately sat upright and unzipped the zipper of his top.

An exquisite miniature high-end ball pendant began to sway.

"Senior Brother Qian... It turns out... it's rich!"

Zhao Xiaozhou slowed down while drinking the noodle soup. Looking at this miniature high-end ball pendant, I don’t know if it was the saliva flowing out of the fragrance or what. In short, I couldn’t help but “suck”.

Yang Yu has seen ring-shaped elf balls. The most impressive thing is that he has seen miniature high-end ball pendants like Senior Brother Wu Youqian Qian in this elf world for the first time.

In Zhiye’s Pokémon world, Yuji, the champion trainer of the Orange League, used a small elf ball pendant hanging on his chest to collect his ace elf fast dragon.

Looking at Senior Brother Qian's expression of excitement...

Are you going to use your big move?

会是什么样的王牌小精灵?

Yang Yu immediately turned his eyes to him. Even the chef Dai Hippo who was roasting lamb chops on the side couldn't help but "gossip", used his superpower to control the heat, and then put his big head on...

"Ah~dong?"

Wu Youqian rubbed his hands expectantly, and even smashed his mouth. This action made Yang Yu a little confused...

Suddenly, the light flashed in the elf ball.

Pick.

Something fell to the ground like that.

"What... what's this?" Zhao Xiaozhou rubbed his eyes and looked at the things on the ground that were motionless and even had several holes, and couldn't help but be stunned.

What kind of elf is this?

Zhao Xiaozhou feels that he has never seen him before when he has grown up!

Yang Yu's mind flashed with inspiration and blurted out: "Tubing pot?!"

Just when Yang Yu shouted the name "南南", a small head emerged from this small shell in a daze...

who I am?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

The elf in front of me, which looked like a little turtle, had a confused little head that was yellow, and the entire shell of the turtle was red. Soon, all the limbs of the pot and the pot drilled out of the small holes and rubbed their heads.

A big doubt was revealed in his small eyes.

What's going on?!

"Can, come!"

Wu Youqian gently tapped the turtle shell of the turtle, then took the mooing milk that had not been finished, and shook it at the tiny head of the turtle.

"paste……"

The pot immediately understood.

I drank three sips.

This is the maximum amount of moo milk it can drink at a time, and I will continue to drink it later.

After drinking three sips of the pot, he immediately shrank his limbs and also shrank his head back.

Wu Youqian picked up the pot and pot in his hand, first picked up Yang Yu's cup, and then tilted the pot and pot.

"Is the fruit juice from the pot of the pot?"

Yang Yu had a thought.

Many elves in the elves have incredible abilities besides skills and moves. Among them, the most magical thing about the elves is its own turtle shell body.

This is like a container. After the fruit is stored in the carapace, the fruits that have been stored for a long time can be fermented into refreshing and delicious juices.

Like mooing milk, it is definitely a gift from the elves in the elves world!

Tick.

Tick ​​tick tick…

The juice in the pot shell container quickly filled Yang Yu's cup with half.

Wu Youqian picked up Zhao Xiaozhou's cup.

"This..." Zhao Xiaozhou was very moved and moved.

He didn't expect that Senior Brother Qian would give him such a precious pot of juice...

"Since we are called Senior Brother Qian, Junior Brother Han, and Junior Brother Zhou, we are the same disciples. Although Wu Youqian Qianduoduo is a secular person and wears tinted glasses, he pays more attention to fate." Wu Youqian waved his hand, "I met, that's fate. Since I have fate, don't care about other things, it's too tiring."

"Enough, enough, enough, this is too much..." Seeing the juice in the pot poured into his cup bit by bit, Zhao Xiaozhou felt that he was a little unqualified...

"Don't worry, I know what's going on." Wu Youqian smiled indifferently.

"Senior Brother Qian's elf is indeed extraordinary!" Yang Yu couldn't help but be shocked.

If it weren't for the elves world, Yang Yu even felt like he had come to the fairy world, especially Senior Brother Qian, who was like this. He was obviously a fairy-like and mastered. But Yang Yu himself might have overlooked a problem...

Who called himself "Qingyunmen Han Li" first?

"Junior Brother Han was joking. Can I have the personal service of Chef Dai Hippo, and I can accurately find our location twice. In addition to the giant Gyarado, Junior Brother Han's elf also has an incredible elf of the king, right?"

Finally, Wu Youqian poured half a cup of his cup.

Half a cup is not much, half a cup is not much.

"Ah? And?!" Zhao Xiaozhou still had the scene of the group of gyarados in his mind now. Now, he only ate, just ate.

Nothing can do, he is the first place in the meal. He is talking about his current situation...

"Senior Brother Qian Mingjian!"

"Yeah!"

At this time, Xiao Mengyao watched helplessly as another delicious thing appeared in front of him, and it smelled and the fragrance of fruit fruits, so he immediately put down the moo milk he was holding in his arms...

Xiao Mengyao wants to drink pot and pot juice!

Moo Moo Milk!

Yang Yu felt the noise of the little guy above his head and grabbed his hair, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Why.

The children really look like children. Xiao Meng Yao is like a little girl from a human. When she sees new and delicious food, she will forget the original good food...

"Just drink a little!"

Yang Yuyi was on the little guy.

Although he also wanted to taste it, there was not much juice in each pot, so Yang Yu had already prepared all of this half cup to give it to Xiao Meng Yao.

"Yeah!"

Xiao Meng Yao nodded obediently.

I rubbed my hands expectantly, leaned over my pointed nose and smelled it, and my eyes immediately shone with a bright and flowing gaze.

It must be delicious!

Suck!

Xiao Meng Yao drank the small half cup of juice in Yang Yu's arms and started drinking it.

"It's a pity that my pot is still relatively small now, so there is not much juice stored..." Wu Youqian felt a little regretful.

"Thank you very much for Senior Brother Qian!"

Yang Yu gently stroked Xiao Meng Yao's hair in his arms, and used his fingertips to smooth the ghost-like hair. Xiao Meng Yao's gentle body was cold and very cute at this time.

"Yeah!"

Xiao Meng Yao smashed the mouth, licked the juice from the corner of her mouth, then stood up, held the cup that had left about one-third of the remaining cup, raised his head, and raised it high.

In this way, the cup can just touch Yang Yu's mouth.

Huh!

Xiao Meng Yao feeds you drink, why don’t you drink it quickly!

snort!

"I drink, I drink, I drink..." Yang Yu felt a sense of sweetness in his heart.

"I'm so envious..."

When Wu Youqian was about to pick up the pot beside him and was about to feed him the milk, he suddenly seemed to touch something soft...

What the hell?!
To be continued...