Muk's screams were already excited, and it was full of energy again, so it was naturally extremely noisy, which immediately made an elf in the secret.

Whoosh-

I saw a green onion hit Xuan'er like a shuriken, breaking through the branches and grass leaves. The strong wind even shattered a few tender leaves. With a "bang", the green onion suddenly hit the back of Muke's head. Muke'er didn't even make a sound, and fell head under the tree, with two orange-yellow bird claws twitching.

In a vague manner, there seemed to be wisps of smoke rising from the swollen bag on the head of Muker.

When he turned his head, Dong Mi was stunned.

Have you heard of waiting for the rabbit, but have you never heard of waiting for the Mukeer? What else can you do?

"If you have another onion, you can stew the soup."

He murmured to himself.

Bang.

When the wind blew, the green onions stuck in the bushes swayed and hit Muke'er's head.

This time, Mker lost all the strength to shake his claws, and his eyes were circled:?_?

Dongmi was stunned for a few seconds.

"Boy!"

Ibrahimovic approached curiously. She raised her claws and poked Mk'er's fat belly, and finally pulled down a bird's hair.

"Mkel..."

After staring at Muke'er for a few glances, Dong Mi's inspiration flashed, this bird...is available!

Carrying green onion and Mkel, Dongmi returned to the camp to prepare lunch.

When Muker woke up, he found that he was tied under the tree with a thick rope, and there was a big pot in front of him, with a few slices of chopped green onion floating in the milky white soup.

The man and Ibrahimovic looked at the pot from time to time, and then looked at himself.

At this moment, Mker understood everything: in broad daylight, this is going to stew it!

“Mku—!!”

It struggled hard, whistling out loud, scaring a stingy worm that had stolen food and threw down the elf's food and ran away.

The thorn-tailed worm rushed into the grass. Its big black eyes were exposed and its eyes were secretly staring at the struggling Muke. The milky white sting at its tail was shaking, making a threat of "pi,pi".

After a while, it found that Mkr was not threatening at all, so it quietly spit out a white silk that stuck to the elf food. With a "whoosh", the elf food retracted to the mouth of the thorntail worm with the thread.

"Pi,Pi!"

The big black and shiny eyes bent into arcs, and the thorn-tailed worms are happy, chewing the spiritual food in big mouths to store energy for evolution.

"Buye?" The brown ears shook slightly, and Ibrahimovic noticed the thorn-tailed worm that was stealing food. She licked the food residue beside her mouth, and tweaked the front paws, and then "inadvertently" took off another elves food from the plate.

With a turn of his head, Ibrahimovic waited for the scallion and mushroom soup, and his beautiful big tail was swaying around, looking forward to it, she didn't pay any attention to Lemkir at all.

Ibrahimovic didn't want to cook Mkr. God knows how dirty the fat bird is and whether it is sick.

Dongmi coughed a few times, walked to Muke'er, and said with a smile: "Mke'er, what flavor of soup do you like, sweet, salty, spicy, sour?"

“Mku?!”

Muke'er was excited. Could it be that humans did not catch it to eat it? It was to give it food?

It sniffed in emotion, and its eyes were blurred.

However, Dongya's next sentence made it look dull and struggled harder.

"Drink more soup after putting it in the pot, so that it will taste delicious after cooking. The meat is fragrant and delicious."

Mker suddenly had a bad bird. If it could move, it would have to chase Dongmi and peck.

"Ibrahimovic, go and get a blue orange fruit." Dongmi sent away Ibrahimovic and changed his tone and said in a tone of compassion and helplessness: "Mker, it's not that I want to eat you, it's that Ibrahimovic want to eat you, I was also forced! I have never killed a chicken since I was a child, and when the flowers fade, I feel sad and chanted a poem in spring and autumn."

"Mku??" Mker looked at Dongmi suspiciously.

Dong Mi sighed repeatedly, her face changed, and suddenly made up her mind and said, "No, I have to let you go. As Ibrahimovic's trainer, I can't sit still."

He said with a knife, loosened Mkr's ties, and then stretched out his arm, "Come on, peck on me, I will say you broke free from the bondage, pecked me and ran away. This way I can explain it, don't be pity for me, come on!"

Dong Mi's words were ups and downs. He turned his head and looked up at Lin Kong forty-five degrees. He was depressed and decided to sacrifice himself to achieve justice. These things made Muker stunned.

It could not believe that there were such righteous humans in this world.

Muke's tender bird life makes it impossible for him to detect the modified words in Dongmi's words.

It hesitated for a moment, and then leaned its head and left a red dot on Dongmi's arm. "Mku!" It looked at Dongmi with gratitude, and then, Mkr flapped his wings and sobbed coldly at Ibrahimovic who was rushing toward, "Mku!"

Ibrahimovic is so rampant that he not only bullies himself, but also exploits the kind and excellent Dongmi. It secretly makes up his mind to teach Ibrahimovic a lesson!

The next second, Mkr rushed into the canopy and disappeared.

"Boy?"

Holding the blue orange fruit in his mouth, Ibrahimovic tilted his head cutely, not understanding what this fat-headed bird means.

When she approached, she found Dongmi covering her arms, and a red dot could be seen vaguely on her arms.

Ibrahimovic's brown eyes turned and saw the cut-off thick rope.

Dongmi "covered her arms and sighed, and looked like a look of Benmu Kerr being so unscrupulous."

Looking at Dongmi, Ibrahimovic turned his head and made up the most likely scene: Muker broke free from the shackles, but he still didn't know the good people's hearts, so he pecked Dongmi!

"Boy!"

Ibrahimovic spitted out the blue orange fruit and shouted at the tree crown a few times to express his anger.

She and Dongmi were kind enough to bring the unconscious Mkr back to the camp. Although she tied it up, she was afraid that it would suddenly go crazy. Who would have thought that this fat-headed bird would be so irritable and would repay his kindness with grudges!

Especially the last glance, she didn't count on Dongmi, but she even despised her!

It's simply unforgivable!

After soothing Ibrahimovic, Dong Mi felt guilty and carefully made a pot of sour, salty and delicious blue orange scallion soup.

Since then, Ibrahimovic, who has an imaginary enemy, has been more serious and hardworking in training.

Little Ibrahimovic thought that the fat bird was not so rampant because it could fly.

But who can't fly in the Pokémon world?

She may be able to help Dongmi get revenge if she works hard.

Next, whenever Ibrahimovic was not careful, MK would snatch her elf food from time to time, then fly to the treetops, eat slowly in front of Ibrahimovic, squinted his eyes, proudly glanced at her, and pecked her on her wings.

The angry Ibrahimovic could only bulge her cheeks: When did Ibrahimovichi get so angry?

So she practiced the leaping of frogs harder, and as time went by, the two-meter-5-meter-long pit gradually deepened.

Two meters six, two meters eight, three meters... until the last four meters deep!

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, half a month later.

"Buye..."

At the bottom of the pit, Ibrahimovic looked up at the ground four meters away. The walls of the pit were covered with claw marks, symbolizing her efforts for more than half a month.

She used her habitual hind paws to try to jump out of the pit. With a "bang!", the hard black soil at the bottom of the pit cracked into gaps!

The interlaced crack center is two plum-shaped claw prints that are several centimeters deep!

It's Ibrahimovic's claw print!

Yes...two consecutive kicks!

Ibrahimovic, who easily jumped out of the pit, looked confused. She squatted in the grass, glanced at her claws, and stretched out a little uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!