First Class Genius

Time goes back a quarter of an hour ago.

"Canopy -"

"Canopy -"

The slave word mark and spirit word mark constantly hit the four walls of Hanfei mud pill palace. Pain is like waves sweeping, rolling and scouring, adding fuel to the flames.

Every time the pain comes, Han Fei hopes it's the last time. However, it is doomed to be only a kind of extravagant hope and fantasy.

The cause that was planted now bears painful fruit. If he didn't join the spirit Pavilion at the beginning, there would be only one slave word mark in the mud pill palace, and Han Fei still had confidence to control and solve it.

Now, the spirit word mark and the slave word mark are like two monkeys escaping from the cage, jumping up and down, wantonly destroying all the hopes of Han Fei.

Hope?

Is there any hope?

Facing so many lives and deaths, Han Fei was so desperate for the first time. From birth. His fate was arranged by Han Changgong. In Han Changgong's eyes, he is the chess piece that can be destroyed and replaced at any time.

He was lucky to live, but also condensed into a divine personality.

I thought everything would become natural and smooth. Everything will become stable and happy.

Unexpectedly, my nightmare has just begun.

Xiuxian continent and Shenwu continent have a complete collection of the remains of the four divine beasts to condense the divine lattice. How much effort do they have.

After wandering in the fairy palace and knowing his life experience, he can't reunite with his parents. Now let's see. Not that his father didn't want to, but that Han Changgong didn't allow it.

He is a chess piece, so are his parents; Zhen Cheng is a chess piece, so are Zhen Haishan and Qin Tianlan.

What a sad life.

The pain was diffuse, the bones of the whole body were broken in many places, and the bright red blood was left wantonly on the black lacquer ground on both sides of the legs. The body and mind are very cold. Only the black painted ground warms Han Fei.

Perhaps because the body temperature is too low, the ground looks warm. Maybe because the blood is hot, the ground is not cold. The white light column swayed and swayed for miles, but it was not as dazzling as before. Perhaps because of the rolling of the chessboard, Han Fei felt that everything around him was in a trance and dark!

The chessboard is ten meters away from the top of the head, and Han Changgong is ten meters away from the chessboard. Han Changgong wriggled his lips and seemed to say something to himself, but Han Fei couldn't hear a word clearly.

Even if you hear it clearly, it doesn't make any sense.

The winner's smile, no matter how sincere, is mockery when it falls into the loser's eyes.

Or there are other emotions, maybe joy, maybe compassion and compassion. However, those are not important now!

Live or die?

Han Fei wants to live.

There are so many women waiting to go back by themselves. Are you out of trouble now that your parents have been hunted down? Wonton, noodles and steamed bread are waiting for their own home!

no

I can't die!

Han Fei gritted his teeth and insisted! Every time he was ready to give up, Han Fei clenched his teeth and insisted, even if his teeth had lost their meaning, even if his teeth had bitten his lips!

Perhaps, the pain can be relieved only when the blood flows out of the body!

"Wheezing - wheezing -"

His voice was thick, and Han Fei made a tired sound like a farm cow coming home at dusk.

"Click!"

One of the bones of the body broke. Han Fei can't remember how many times he heard the sound of bone fragmentation.

It is meaningless to remember whether it is clear or not. Only a strong life can be valuable!

Han Fei's persistence was more or less beyond Han Changgong's expectation. The chessboard was ten meters away from Han Fei. If we move forward, Han Fei's body is at risk of destruction.

Han Fei lost most of his blood, his bones were broken, and his muscles and viscera were seriously damaged. If Han Fei now agrees to offer flesh, it will not be difficult to repair it. If you go further, what you get is not flesh, but meat mud!

Han Changgong wants to get the body, but he doesn't want to get a mess of mud because of carelessness.

"Give you another chance, give up the body and release the spirit!" Han Changgong can't remember how many reminders this is. Even if he knows such reminders, Han Fei will be indifferent. Han Changgong is still taking chances.

I underestimated Han Fei.

Han Fei, who is usually unruly and often smiles on his face, has such a tolerant character in his body.

Han tie and Zhen Rui are not such people. However, their son burst into such forbearance.

Han Fei's persistence was somewhat beyond Han Changgong's expectation. Ten meters apart, Han Changgong needs to make a decision as soon as possible.

If Han Fei suddenly dies, or chooses to explode his body. According to their efforts for many years, they will be put into water.

There are risks in entering; Retreat, there are hidden worries!

Han Changgong never thought that it would be so troublesome to deal with the young Han Fei.

Han Fei didn't give any reply to the warning, such as a mud ox entering the sea. At the moment, Han Fei in Han Changgong's eyes is completely a bloody man!

Don't be stingy!

This kind of bastard who is not afraid of death, or friars who don't care about death at all, is the most troublesome. If there is no desire, the chessboard flies over and directly annihilates Han Fei's soul. However, Han Changgong can't do that!

Flesh!

Han Changgong hesitated. The chess board stopped.

When the chessboard stopped, Han Fei endured the sting to the extreme. Under the tingling pain, the mud pill palace shrinks rapidly. Powerful squeezing force and rapid impact - Pooh!

The slave word mark and the spirit word mark jump to the highest position respectively, and then. The painful waves stopped, so the two shining marks fell back quickly, and a strong squeezing force came. The two marks hit together!

"Canopy -"

A sprint of 100 meters, the same height and weight, face-to-face collision——

It's over!

The slave word mark pierced the body of the spirit word mark, and the spirit word mark also dismembered the slave word mark.

The two light spots became shining all over the sky. At this moment, Han Fei's whole mud pill palace became crystal clear.

The originally dark and deep mud pill palace presents a strange world under the shining light.

yes! World!

No one knows how big the mud pill palace is. Even the friar of the little divine realm can only know a general idea. If you want to find out how big your mud pill palace is, it's like trying to find out where the horizon is!

hard!

But Han Fei saw it!

Boundless, the ground ups and downs, like a mountain path. The glittering and translucent light illuminates many deep corners. Han Fei found that the color of his mud pill palace was similar to the sophistry of black paint particles!

"Call -"

It's windy!

The wind came from the depths of the mud pill palace. Like a shy girl, she raises her hand to cover her face quickly. At the same time, strong suction swept out from the depths of the mud pill palace——

The source of the wind came from the depths of the mud pill palace. Under the strong suction, the cold sweeping the whole body disappeared!

In a trance, Han Fei lowered his head.

On both sides of the body sitting cross legged, the blood mixed with the black paint particles. It is squeezing into the body at a rapid speed, quickly integrating into the blood, and swimming all over the body like black lightning.

"Puff -"

"Wow -"

On the hard ground under Han Fei's feet, there was a black hole in an instant. The black paint was crystal like liquid, and the energy entered Han Fei's body.

The blood became black and turned into a dazzling red. Those black paint particles quickly repaired Han Fei's muscles and bones, and pushed Han Fei to Han Changgong's Secret chessboard.

Han Fei held out his hand, grabbed the chessboard, and then closed his fingers

Han Changgong can swear that he really doesn't despise Han Fei. Otherwise, the chessboard will not push Han Fei one meter.

Less than ten meters away, when Han Changgong needed to think about what to do, Han Fei suddenly stood up, stretched out his deformed arm and grabbed his Tianji chessboard.

Han Fei looks like a fierce ghost emerging from the ground late at night. He has seen a child come for decades and greedily wants to devour her!

Han Changgong was stunned!

That's only a few tenths of a second!

This is the last mistake Han Changgong should make in his life.

"Click -"

Han Fei's hand was not big, but the moment he kneaded his five fingers was like a whale's mouth weighing hundreds of tons. The one meter square chessboard is broken like a pot of rice, glittering and turning into powder in an instant!

"Ah --"

Han Changgong's divine personality was integrated into the Tianji chessboard. Han Changgong felt pain when he watched the chessboard break!

"Death -"

Han Fei's throat wriggled and made a vague sound. The five fingers holding the broken chessboard pushed forward. Ten meters away, Han Changgong, who was trembling, had no chance to escape!

Half of the chessboard glittered with white light, which stubbornly pierced Han Changgong's vitality. A terrible howl suddenly stopped, and the half chessboard flickered. After absorbing Han Changgong's vitality, it was extinguished several times, and then integrated into Han Fei's flesh and blood!

"Roar -"

Han Changgong is dead and alive! Han Fei raised his head, his eyes scarlet, roared, turned around and rushed into the white light channel