First Class Genius

The black ring is still there. After cleaning, it emits a black light in the sunlight.

Lift your left hand to your eyes, look at the front, the back, the left and right, and then look around. Grab it, scratch it, and make sure it's your own one. But Han Fei couldn't understand why it became so dark.

The arm above the left wrist is normal, and the other skin of the body has not changed. Han Fei even looked inside his underwear, and the things handed down from generation to generation are normal.

The left hand is painless and can make any movement, but the palm is like it was transported from Africa and grafted on Han Fei's tender arm.

Han Fei knows medicine and has learned the art of Qi and Huang. He knows the reason for some small problems. But. Facing the abnormal situation of his body, Han Fei was speechless.

The heart jumps like a dead man once in ten minutes. Han Fei's movements were several times slower than usual during the six seconds interval. It was only a few steps from the pond to the greenhouse exit, but Han Fei walked for five or six minutes like a centenarian.

After sitting down panting. Han Fei wants to call Zhang Yuqi. Reaching into his trouser pocket, he felt a mass of black mud. The limited edition Apple phone was eroded by seawater last night, and then soaked in mud. Its gorgeous appearance was wrapped in mud. Han Fei broke off the damn dry mud after wasting his strength. The bright and silver metallic paint of the mobile phone was also damaged for several pieces, like an old man's machine picked up in the garbage.

When the mobile phone entered the water, it couldn't be turned on immediately. There was plenty of sunshine in front of him. Han Fei put down the mobile phone and exposed it to the sun. Then he was too tired to sweat on his forehead. Lean back and lie side by side with your cell phone.

The sun shines through the plastic, warm and comfortable. Look at the position of the sun. It should be around 10 a.m. Zhang Yuqi should be taking a professional class at this time. Even if she calls, she is estimated to be out of touch.

Han Fei forced himself to calm down, and then carefully recalled what happened last night, without missing a detail and speculating a little.

Before the coma, there was a strong suction to hold him, and then he felt the sea water overflowing in front of him, followed by the strange illusory scene like a dream and not like a dream.

By the way, what's the black thing that stuns you? Han Fei remembered that before he was unconscious, he felt the overwhelming darkness rolling towards him, and then he entered the illusion of nothingness. However, after waking up, the whole greenhouse was turned upside down. There were no black hard things.

Why is the sea water in the pond gone.

His eyes fell in the middle of the pond, where there was an additional pit of about three meters. The mark of a clear person in the middle is what he left last night.

Head to the north, feet to the south, limbs extended. Looking at the mark, Han Fei's scalp was numb and his back was cold. Is it true that there are evil things in the wasteland in the northwest, as fan Jiuhai said?

Have you been absorbed by the soul? But when you think about it, it's unlikely. There is an old eagle in the black ring space. What kind of vicious soul dare to come and die?

Thinking of old eagle, Han Fei quickly closed his eyes and ran the heart clearing formula. It was dark in front of him and he had entered the different space.

Han Fei's first reaction was to look at his left hand, but Han Fei was soon disappointed. It was as dark as ink, without any change. The left hand is like this, and the heart is like this. It's no different from just now.

However, in this dark environment, Han Fei's spirit is a little better.

Lengshen's Kung Fu, the eagle old man floated in front of Han Fei. His dull and indifferent eyes became hot at the moment and fell on Han Fei's left hand without blinking.

"What's going on?" The old eagle's eyes were a little scary. A little cat who had been hungry for three months looked at the delicious little live fish and scared Han Fei back. However, there were too many questions in my heart, and I said angrily, "this is the baby you said?"

Han Fei was so wronged that he was about to cry. This old dead head, incredibly Yin himself. After working for more than half a month and transporting so much sea water, he finally made his left hand like an African.

Make a unicorn arm or something. Han Fei can accept it. It's dark. How can I make wonton by myself in the future like I haven't washed my hands all my life? Even if you can't make wonton, what about picking up girls?

Later, Zhang Yuqi took her left hand and walked down the street. How high is the turning back rate!

The only thing to be thankful for is that the left hand is black and the face is normal!

wait! wait! What's wrong!

Oh, my God! My face is not black! Han Fei was in a cold sweat. Regardless of the old eagle, he ran quickly to the stream, looked and looked nervously, and then sat down on the ground with a long sigh of relief.

The skin of the face is normal and still so handsome.

However, Han Fei was not satisfied with his previous performance. When he found that his body was abnormal, he didn't first check his lovely and handsome face. This habit is not good.

Although they rely on their strength to pick up girls, but with a beautiful face, can't they make more beautiful women?

Come back. Han Fei is already sweating. The damn heartbeat really makes Han Fei not used to it.

"Xuanwu hand!" Old Eagle stared at Han Fei's left hand for a long time and said three words excitedly.

"Xuanwu beast? What kind of monster is that? How to kill? " Hearing that it was a monster, not a beautiful and outrageous female ghost, Han Fei was reassured. Brother is a hunter. Are you still afraid of wild animals? Kill, kill!

The eagle old man looked at Han Fei disdainfully, pointed to Han Fei's left hand and stressed again, "it's the hand!"

"Xuanwu hand? Not a basaltic beast? You're talking about the hand of the human hand, not the beast of the beast? " Han Fei looked at his left hand and then at old eagle. He had a dead heart.

"Green dragon and white tiger. well-balanced lineup! Shit, my left hand has become a bastard! " A moment later, Han Fei reacted and wailed and wanted to die.

My luck is too sad!

I've lived for 18 years. I don't know who my parents are. There is a master, Han Laogui, who often immerses himself in hot herbs. Finally, I went to Hangzhou and got some girls. I became a millionaire and had a heart attack.

It's terrible to have a heart attack. How can you make a bastard again!

"Green dragon scales, rosefinch feathers, white tiger teeth, Xuanwu blood. Twelve thousand years, a reincarnation! "

Han Fei was stunned. His mouth was slightly open and his eyes were dull. Pointing to the old eagle, he said in horror, "you can only say three words?"

"Fart!" The eagle old man stared at Han Fei, "just don't want to talk nonsense!"

"--" Han Fei was completely speechless. I've known old eagle for more than a month. Now I know that birds lie and swear. Your grandmother's, since she can speak fluently, she used to pretend to be tall and deep. Every time I jump out three words, if I say it clearly, will I go to the botanical garden to find treasure and get this bastard?

wait! wait!

"What did you just say? I didn't catch you! " Old Eagle just said a lot, which really startled Han Fei. What did old Eagle say. But Han Fei ignored it“ What unicorn, what dog tooth? "

"Call -"

A cold breath came, and a huge force hit Han Fei's chest. In the past, Han Fei should fly backwards for tens of meters and then howl. But——

"Peng!" After making a slight noise, the old Eagle flew more than 50 meters.

"Shit!" Stunned for a moment, Han Fei couldn't close his smiling mouth and roared, "old dead head, I've endured you for a long time! Come on, you hit me! "

"Call -"

"Call -"

"Whoosh -"

The old eagle was enraged. His body turned into an eagle, agitated his wings and sent out a more sharp wind. The sand and stone fell on Han Fei's body like an arrow and crossbow.

However, as before, the greater the strength the eagle used, the farther his body was ejected.

"Ha ha! You hit me! "

"Ha ha! Old bird, you hit me! "

"Ha ha..."

Han Fei stood there laughing wildly, but his eyes observed the changes of his body. Every time the body is attacked, there is a mass of black gas gathering at the attacked place. No matter how much strength the eagle old man uses, the black gas will eject that strength back.

Where Han Fei feels attacked, the black gas will appear there. The milky white smell in the Dantian will quickly gather support there.

"Xuanwu hand, Wang baquan!" Always being beaten is not Han Fei's fighting style. Seeing the huge body of old Eagle swooping over again, Han Fei controlled his heartbeat, slowly waved his left hand, and then clenched his fist like Altman.

"Peng -" at the moment of punching, his heart jumped. The basaltic hand, which was ugly in any way, was tearing the surrounding space with a black vortex, and the black air wave roared out.

"Hoo Hoo"

A huge energy came out quickly with the sound of wind and thunder. On the chest of the dark shadow of the Goshawk.

"Click -" the sound of bone fragmentation was clear, the black virtual shadow dissipated, and the black air was fragmented like feathers.

"Peng -" a moment later, the old Eagle fell to the ground, looking pale. After shaking the illusory shadow many times, it is difficult to condense into a human form.

"Old eagle, I didn't mean it!"

The posture of his left arm remained unchanged, and Han Fei felt guilty for his recklessness just now. I just want to punch. I didn't expect to hurt old eagle. Since we met, although we haven't had much communication, old eagle is not bad. Han Fei blushed and apologized. His eyes were hot and sincere.

"Poop!" The eagle old man suddenly knelt down. There was an excited light on his old cheek. His voice was loud and sonorous, "the black eagle waiter pays a visit to the master!"

"Han Fei turned his head and looked around. There was no one else. The eagle old man suddenly knelt down and shouted excitedly to his master. Is he ready to recognize the Lord?

Black Hawk waiter, it sounds like a cow X. Why didn't you recognize the LORD before? Today you suddenly recognize the Lord. Are you afraid of being punched by Wang Ba? No, no! Pooh, Pooh! Are you afraid of being beaten by your own Xuanwu hand?

"Black Hawk waiter, meet your master!" Han Fei was dull and did not respond. The black eagle continued to shout.

Han Fei was not used to it. An old man knelt down for himself. He felt strange in his heart. However, since the black eagle wants to recognize the Lord, he has to accept it reluctantly. After riding a black hawk shopping, I won't be so tired!

"Well, get up!" Han Fei wanted to say, flat. After thinking about it, I felt it was inappropriate and promised seriously.

"Thank you for taking me in!" The black eagle stood up. His previous arrogant look was gone. A ruddy light rose on the old cheek. The huge black virtual shadow turned into a fiery red light and turned into a light to shoot at Han Fei's left hand.

"--" the red light fell on the left hand, and the black eagle disappeared, but on the back of the dark hand, there was a sharp black goshawk mark with two claws!!