Chapter 320
Chapter 320
Zhou Wenchao looked at Yue Xiaowei in disbelief.
This is not a superpower!
What kind of power is this?
Zhou Wenchao quickly thought of several special powers in his mind, Changpan? Waveguide? Superpower? Superpower?
None of them!
"Sister Tongzi, what kind of power is this?"
Zhou Wenchao found that he did not have this kind of power in his mind.
[Ding! Detecting the source of energy.....]
The system has not given any feedback yet.
Zhou Wenchao stared at Yue Xiaowei, feeling the unique special power in her body.
He felt an inexplicable familiar feeling.
The feeling is the same as the power of superpower, but it is not the power of superpower.
At this time, Yue Xiaowei bent over and released this power with both hands, which was continuously transmitted to Ibrahimovic's body!
Ibrahimovic was lying on the ground peacefully at this time.
Zhou Wenchao noticed a necklace on Yue Xiaowei's neck at this time, and the necklace was worn inside her clothes.
At this time, Yue Xiaowei was wearing a loose coat, and the zipper on it was not pulled up to the top, leaving about a quarter.
Zhou Wenchao looked down along Yue Xiaowei's snow-white neck.
Although the necklace was partially blocked, the upper part could still be seen, with a yellow arc on each side.
"Hiss~"
Why does it look so familiar?
Zhou Wenchao assumed that the design of this necklace was symmetrical, that is, there were four arcs on the four corners, and the yellow ones should represent a certain elf.
What elf?
Looking at the shape of the arcs, plus the yellow ones, forming a circle. It seems that there is such an elf.
It seems to be called something like a broken ship?
It's the thing that looks like a rudder on a ship.
Zhou Wenchao thought for a long time before he remembered that the elf seemed to be called a broken steering wheel!
But there is nothing special about this elf?
The physical attack is good, but the characteristics and attributes don't match at all. If it is Taijing Steel, it can still be played.
Zhou Wenchao's sight continued to move downward, wanting to see the whole picture of the necklace!
His intuition told him that there was definitely something wrong with this necklace!
After all, something that made him feel familiar must have been seen before!
Go down further!
What's blocking it?
Why are there clothes inside!
Wait!
Damn!
Zhou Wenchao finally reacted!
Damn!
Zhou Wenchao quickly retracted his sight!
Guilty!
Guilty!
I didn't mean it! ! !
When Zhou Wenchao retracted his sight, he was facing Yue Xiaowei's murderous gaze!
It's over...
"Senior Sister Yue, listen to my explanation... I didn't want to see that..."
How should I say this!
After a few dozen breaths, Yue Xiaowei retracted her hand, straightened up, and quickly zipped up her clothes.
"Ibrahimovic's situation is more difficult than expected. It took some time, but now there is no big problem. I will contact you during the battle." Yue Xiaowei's voice was a little cold, as if she had returned to the cold goddess who was the same to everyone!
After saying that, Yue Xiaowei turned around and was about to leave.
"Um... Senior Sister, where did you buy the necklace on your neck? Give me a link."
Zhou Wenchao still wanted to fight for it in the end. He didn't see the full picture of the necklace. He thought that if he saw it, he would definitely remember something.
Yue Xiaowei's figure disappeared directly on the spot. She used instant teleportation without hesitation to leave her room.
"Uh... It seems that I offended someone." Zhou Wenchao realized belatedly that he shouldn't have asked for the link just now.
"Ibrahimovic~"
Ibrahimovic, lying lazily on the ground, stretched comfortably.
"Hehe~" Zhou Wenchao was amused by Eevee's appearance, "You are comfortable, but your master is offended!"
Zhou Wenchao picked up Eevee and returned to the bedroom, and put Eevee on his bed.
The bed was quite big, and an Eevee and a Dratini were lying on the bed, which was not crowded. He even felt that he could lie in the middle! But he didn't do it.
"Garna~"
"Garna, you have worked hard."
"Garna~"
The next moment, Garna's voice rang in Zhou Wenchao's mind: It's not hard, Garna is very happy to be able to help the master. Hehe~~
While speaking, Garna also covered her mouth with one hand and smiled foolishly.
Zhou Wenchao felt a little distressed when he saw such a sensible Garna. Among these elves, Garna has the shortest childhood, and he has never participated in it properly, but Garna is the most sensible among the elves.
"Garna, you can rest here today. The battles you are going to participate in these days may be...A lot."
"Hehe~ It's okay, as long as I can help the master."
Zhou Wenchao looked at Gardevoir standing there, and then pointed at the bed, "Gardevoir, have a good rest."
Gardevoir said a little shyly: "Master, are you going to sleep with me?"
"Puff~"
Zhou Wenchao almost spit out a mouthful of blood!
What kind of lewd words are these!
"Gardevoir, don't think too much, just the three of you on the bed, I still have some things to deal with, after that, I'll go to Pidgeot and the others, you have to watch your two brothers tonight, they are not easy to deal with. "
"Oh~Okay~"
Zhou Wenchao's eyes widened. What the hell is this disappointed expression of yours?
Are you really going to do something bad to me?
......
Zhou Wenchao ignored Gardevoir and sat down at the desk. He took out a notebook and a pen from the drawer, and then tried to draw the original appearance of the necklace according to the picture he just saw.
His painting skills are terrible!
He couldn't draw a satisfactory result no matter what he did. He even found the Pokémon illustration of the broken steering wheel to compare the painting, but he still couldn't draw it!
"Swish!"
Zhou Wenchao tore off another piece of paper, curled it into a ball, and threw it aside.
At this time, there were more than a dozen pieces of paper balls on the ground.
"Gardevoir~"
Gardevoir used his superpowers to throw all the paper balls into the trash can.
Gardevoir brought a glass of water and put it on the side of the table.
"Master, drink water."
"Gardevoir, why haven't you slept yet? ”
“Shanai~~”
“Master, I want to stay with you for a while, maybe I can help a little!” Shanaiduo’s voice emerged in Zhou Wenchao’s mind.
“Shanaiduo, thank you for your concern.”
“Master, why don’t you tell me about the matter and see if I can help?”
Zhou Wenchao also thought it was right. After all, with his talent for painting, it was probably difficult enough, but he didn’t know if Shanaiduo had talent. “It’s this Pokémon.” Zhou Wenchao pointed to the picture of the broken steering wheel on the phone and said.
“Shanaiduo, can you draw the yellow ring on it?”
“Shanai~”
Shanaiduo stared at the photo above carefully, constantly copying it in his mind.
After a while, Shanaiduo released a super power, which controlled the brush and began to move on the sketchbook with a “rustling” sound.
Not long after, a vivid painting appeared on the sketchbook.
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