The road ahead must be temporarily suspended and you will walk slowly.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning fell on two exquisite tents, one big and one small, and the east was white. At this time, the sunlight passed through the faint white clouds and a little redness.

In the small red tent on the right, a white Larulas, whose eyes were covered by long green hair, carefully opened the curtain and poked out half of his head.

With the eyes under the long hair, looking at the rising sun slowly rising in the distance, there was hope in my eyes.

hope……

It can keep going strong.

A pain from the heart that I felt yesterday, Larulas covered his chest and persevered.

The road ahead will become increasingly difficult to walk.

However, it won't be afraid.

No matter how many scars there were, they gradually healed in Yang Xiaoyu's happy life.

"Silicon, silicon hiss..."

Some gas like black smoke coming from the chimney, as if on fire, quietly floated out of the tent, and a unique cold breath of ghostly elves approached Larulas one by one...

There was no "bang" sound as I imagined.

Ghost Stone was getting closer and closer, and it had already closed its eyes and waited for Larulas to slap it, and they all put their faces on it.

But it still didn't appear.

Ghost Stone quickly opened her eyes, and it almost hit Larulas, just the last one, almost the distance between her fingertips. Ghost Stone's round body shivered, trembling like a wave of water, and quickly retreated like flying. When she flew, she almost forgot to bring her hand with her...

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It's over, Larulas doesn't hit it anymore!

This is not Larulas that Ghost Stone knew!

Since I met Larulas from the Haunted House, Ghost Stone has never touched Larulas on his own initiative, even if it has not been once, and every time it is passively touched - being beaten.

Somehow, Gens was still very angry at the beginning, but every time he wanted to get close to Larulas, he was slapped away. The more he was slapped, the more he wanted to get closer to...

In order to feel less painful when you are beaten, it also did a series of tests during the Ghost period and found that it was necessary to eat more and get beaten after getting fat. At the same time, its strength steadily improves so that you will not be afraid of pain when you are beaten.

Later on, this became a habit.

If you don’t get slapped in the face every day, you won’t be able to get excited.

But today...

Ghost Stone discovered that Larulas didn't hit it anymore, how could this work?

You must hit it, and you must slap it in the face!

In the early morning sun, in front of the tent with the small curtain opened, Ghost Stone kept making faces at Larulas, trying to make Larulas angry in the way before, so...

You can beat its little fat face!

But no matter what kind of face Ghost Stone used, even if it stretched its tongue very long, Larulas... still had no reaction.

finally!

Ghost Stone's eyes showed some expectation, and it saw Larulas's hand!

A new and beautiful day starts with being slapped in the face...

Come and beat me Ghost Stone's little fat face!

Don't be merciful!

Ghost Stone closed his eyes again, but this time, after a long time, when Ghost Stone secretly opened his left eye and found that there was no sign of Larulas in front of the curtain of the tent open...

It turned out that Larulas just returned to the tent and pulled the curtain up.

Ghost Stone's face was filled with anticipation, and gradually began to fall into loneliness, and in the end, she began to feel a little dejected.

Did it scare Larulas when it slapped the Elf Battlefield yesterday with a small fist in the face?

Ghost Stone thought lonely in her mind.

"Laru!"

Suddenly, Ghost Stone found that the curtain of the tent was opened a little more, and a small white hand was greeting him in. Ghost Stone's dejected spirit suddenly disappeared, and she became excited again with excitement.

"Silicon, silicon hiss!"

Ghost Stone rolled into the tent in a hurry.

"Good morning, Larulas, good morning, ghost Stone!"

At this time, Yang Xiaoyu had already opened her eyes and found that Larulas had woken up and stood by the door of the tent, with some light shining in there, and Ghost Stone naturally floated above Larulas.

It feels so good that I can see my elves being by my side when I wake up.

"Larulas, do you feel better? We flew a little faster yesterday, sorry."

Yang Xiaoyu reached out and took Larulas to his quilt. As if he was combed his hair for it, he reached out and gently stroked it over his head.

"Laru!"

Larulas reached out to hug Yang Xiaoyu's index finger and nodded happily.

When the body felt that pain, the first thing that came to mind in Larulas was Yang Xiaoyu's face. It didn't want Yang Xiaoyu to worry about it, because if Yang Xiaoyu was lost, Larulas would also be lost.

Since I met Yang Xiaoyu, Yang Yu and Larulas in the Elf Residential Office, the world has become colorful. The happiness in the Elf World has become more Larulas.

When it was in pain, the second side that Larulas thought of was Yang Yu, and the third side was two faces...

Abilang, Ghost Stone.

I don’t know when, Ghost Stone’s figure gradually began to improve little by little in Larulas’s mind.

At the beginning, Larulas didn't like a slim elf like Gens.

But later...

Maybe Ghost Stone was beaten day after day?

Or maybe it was the face that always grimaced in front of it.

Larulas himself didn't realize that it had known Ghost Stone for almost a year.

Until yesterday, Ghost Stone showed strong combat power in the elves' battlefield. With Larulas' current superpowers, it could not match the power of that Shadow Fist.

Ghost Stone has evolved from Ghost Stone and is no longer the same Ghost Stone as before...

At this moment, Ghost Stone seemed to have made a very important decision. In front of Yang Xiaoyu and Larulas, he finally boldly extended his small fist and touched Larulas's small fingertips!

Larulas subconsciously pointed his superpowers at his fingertips in an instant.

Bang!

This time the sound was not as clear as before, because...

This was Ghost Stone holding Larulas's hand and swinging it on its own little fat face!

"Silicon, silicon hiss!!"

It still feels so familiar, and it still tastes so familiar.

Ghost Stone finally successfully touched Larulas's hand on his own initiative, and slapped himself in the face!!

In Yang Xiaoyu's tent, Ghost Stone was happy~ I got it.

On a new day, there is hope of getting happy again!!
Chapter completed!