Chapter 1042

Sunshine, beach, coconut tree.

Silent speech is lying on the beach chair, still a little confused until now.

Ming Ming was still playing yesterday. Why did he lie flat now?

On the left, a cup of freshly squeezed orange juice is controlled by saneido and floats to silent's hand, which can be reached out.

On the right, Zhulan is lying on another beach chair, her nose is moving, and she is sleeping soundly.

After a while, the smell of bamboo orchid changed slightly and gradually woke up.

Mo Yan turned sideways and enjoyed it quietly until Zhu LAN opened her bleary eyes and looked at him.

"Wake up?"

“……”

Zhulan's face was a little red. She sat up after passing her body a little. She took another glass of orange juice handed over by lucario and drank it.

"No sleep?"

Zhulan turned her head and asked softly.

"Well, it's still a little slow."

Silently, he sat up, took the orange juice from Zhulan's hand and drank it.

Zhu LAN blinked, and was too lazy to make complaints about the hooliganism.

"Walk?"

"Good!"

They got up and left, but shanedo didn't keep up. Instead, they chatted with lukalio of Zhulan.

Looking at lucalio's cramped appearance, sanedo smiled more happily.

The sea breeze is slightly salty, and the sun is not warm. The waves beat on the instep and take away the dry heat in the body.

Mo Yan and Zhu LAN walk side by side, enjoying the leisure of vacation.

The place they came to was not a famous tourist resort, but a semi developed beach in a coastal town.

There are few people, mostly local villagers, and few people know them.

However, returning less doesn't mean no, let alone the silent words of just becoming the king of the first day. At this time, people's awareness should not be too high.

In the morning, children from the fishing village came to watch them secretly. In the afternoon, there were more than a dozen children on the beach, but they didn't dare to disturb them casually.

"Big tongue shell, use a water gun!"

"Marilyn, rush over and pat!"

Suddenly, they vaguely heard the voice of the battle ahead.

After bypassing the reef blocking the view in front, two swarthy young children are directing their elf vegetable chickens to peck each other on the beach.

It seems that after discovering the arrival of Moyan and Zhulan, the two young boys command more.

But no matter big tongue shell or Marilyn Lu's fighting ability is very general, but their defense is good. They haven't finished fighting for a long time.

It depends on Mo Yan. The two little boys are anxious and wink at each other desperately.

"Ah, my big tongue shell is dying. I admit defeat!"

"OK, I won!"

The other child jumped up happily and didn't forget to turn around and steal a peek at Mo Yan.

"You... Hello! Is this the silent king? "

When the little boy found that silent words were looking at them, he finally summoned up the courage to say it.

"Well, what's up?"

After being the king of heaven for so long, silent speech can also make himself look very kind in public, even if he is the king of evil.

"I... i... I want you to accept my challenge!"

Silent words pick eyebrows and look at the little boy who dares to challenge himself. At this leisurely moment, he actually feels some fun.

"Why do you want to challenge me?"

The little boy's eyes lit up and his worship was undisguised.

"Because you are strong, it is the ultimate goal in my heart. I want to be a strong person like you."

The little boy's speech was a little confused, but it didn't prevent silent speech from hearing the purity and sincerity.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Haier!"

"OK, Haier, I accept your challenge. Is 1v1 OK?"

"Yes, of course! Yeah, I can play against the king of four days! "

Haier jumped and jumped with joy. He ran to the opposite side and threw another elf ball with his backhand.

"Sun coral, the opponent is very strong. We have to refuel!"

"Nicole!"

The pink sun coral gave a clear cry, full of war.

Silent Yan looked at the sun coral, which was much more powerful than Marilyn, and knew that the little boy opposite might have thought so from the beginning.

But it's the same for everyone in the coaching game or something.

"Moon elf, leave it to you"

Mo Yan sent out the most gentle and clever moon elf. He didn't want to scare the children.

"Khaki ~"

The moon elves came out in a standard fighting posture, but when the opposite was a solar coral less than the elite level, they couldn't help turning their heads and looking at the silent words.

(๑• ̌.•̑ ๑) ˀ̣ˀ̣

"A coaching match is like grinding your claws in idleness and boredom," murmur whispered with the same frequency resonance.

The moon elf looked at the silent words, and finally turned his head slowly.

Grinding claws?

If you take a picture, you won't be beaten and cried on the opposite side, will you?

"I'll come, I'll come! I'll be the referee! "

Another small partner of Haier excitedly ran to the center of the field, stumbled through the rules of the game, and finally shouted in a broken voice.

"The game... Begins!"

"Sun coral, with a missile needle!"

"Nicole!"

The sun coral screamed with great momentum, then trembled, and a large number of missile needles flew out of its back.

"Get away!"

"Khaki ~"

The moon elf looked up and stared at the missile needle falling from the sky until it was almost hit, and then he kicked his legs and jumped out of place.

"So fast!"

Haier wanted to see that the moon elf escaped the attack of the missile needle, but he was only attracted by the speed of the moon elf for a moment.

"Attack... Hit it with an impact!"

"Khaki ~"

At this time, the moon elf had jumped onto the reef, and then kicked his legs again. In the blink of an eye, he had come to the sun coral.

Thinking of the command before the silent speech competition, the moon elf directly reduced its strength by 90%, and then hit it gently.

Boom!

Puff ~

The sun coral was directly hit and flew, and then fell into the water without resistance.

The moon elf scratched his head and thought it didn't even count. Why did he fly.

Can't you blame me?

The moon elf, regardless of anything else, skillfully walked to Mo Yan and rubbed his trouser legs.

"Khaki ~"

Silent words shook helplessly.

After a while, the sun coral with a swollen head crawled out of the sea. He hid behind Haier shyly and refused to continue the game again.

"Silent king, you are too strong. Let... Let you see a joke. "

Haier bowed his head in shame. At this moment, he knew how naive he was.

"Becoming stronger is not achieved overnight. Even if I am chased and beaten by others, I will become stronger slowly."

Silent speech picked out a chicken soup he had recited before and comforted him casually.

But for Haier, this is undoubtedly the tacit encouragement and expectation.

What's it like to be encouraged by an idol?

What's it like to be expected by an idol?

That's not too cool!

Haier suddenly nodded his head and shouted, "I know. Silent king, I will continue to work hard to become a powerful trainer like you!"

Silent grin: "well, come on!"