First Class Genius

The bright red sun gently stopped in the dark sky and lit up a little, emitting dazzling light.

Kneeling on the vermicelli in the bamboo building, Han Fei gasped.

Hearing the broken sound, the crowd quickly gathered. After they found Han Fei, there was a complex look in their faces. Hesitating, the ghost eye rushed over and helped Han Fei.

"Hurt?" The ghost eye's ugly face is full of concern at the moment. In the cold eyes, few are full of concern.

"No problem!" Han Fei shook his head, smiled bitterly and pointed to Shang boundless in the distance, "he's in a coma. Save him!"

Ghost eye nodded, came forward quickly, picked up Shang boundless, and accompanied Han Fei to leave slowly.

From beginning to end, the monks who surrounded did not come forward. But compared with the past, those harsh comments disappeared.

As the crowd dispersed, Zhou Huaichen's sick cheeks appeared. At the moment, his face was very ugly.

"Damn it!" Zhou Huaichen frowned and cursed. Disappear quickly.

Not far from Zhou Huaichen, the Yuanying old woman who appeared in Huafang that day also looked ugly at the moment.

"Skeleton sect?" On the ruins of the bamboo building, there was still a faint black air. On the wrinkled pockmarked face of the old woman, there was a rare color of anxiety. A moment later, the old woman left as if she had never appeared.

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Han Fei didn't go back to his residence. He was weak and entered the residence of him and Shang boundless with the company of ghost eye.

Han Fei's residence is not far from here. However, Han Fei insisted on bypassing. To the ghost eye.

"I need a rest!" Walking into the ghost eye bamboo building, Han Fei's face became more pale and ugly. His sweat soaked his Taoist robe and his face became more embarrassed.

Han Fei doesn't want to go back to his residence, but if the skeleton sect follows him, how can he ensure Yanran's safety?

The ghost eye looked at Han Fei, didn't say much, pointed to his room, picked up Shang boundless and quickly went upstairs.

Ghost eye magic is not a false name. Just now, ghost eye was meditating in the room and felt the power of yin and evil become strong. Looking at the past, it was the place where Han Fei and Shang boundless drank tea.

The black putrid smell, ghost eye met for the first time, and after a little hesitation, he rushed over.

Unexpectedly, Han Fei was injured and Shang boundless was in a coma.

With the character of ghost eye, I will certainly ignore such things in the past. However, when Han Feining was injured and protected Shang boundless, ghost eye was so moved.

Ghost eye couldn't tell what this move was, but at that moment, ghost eye's view of Han Fei changed a lot.

Han Fei didn't go back to his residence and chose to come here. While the ghost eye was slightly stunned, he also secretly admired Han Fei's courage.

Han Fei has too many secrets. The storage ring in his hand contains the storage bag of nearly 100 yuan Jindan ancestors. These things alone are enough to impress any Friar and kill Han Fei a hundred times. It's not too much.

Killing and looting. It often happens in the cultivation world. Han Fei actually chose to heal his wounds here. It's too brave!

However, on the other hand, ghost eye is also very moved and proud. See, Han Fei was injured and came to me for protection.

"Shit, I don't know if it's good!" After checking Shang boundless's injury, ghost eye breathed a sigh of relief. The Qi of yin and evil just enters the body, which is not fatal enough.

It's common for ghost eye to solve this small problem. Although I know this is a free labor, now that I'm involved in this matter, let go. It's hard for Han Fei to explain. Let's not say it. If Shang boundless finds himself one day, it's hard to explain.

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Entering the room and closing the door, Han Fei fell weakly to the ground. At the same time, Han Fei runs the heart clearing formula. The figure disappeared into the bamboo building.

Although Han Fei trusts ghost eye, it is related to his own life. How dare he be careless.

Flash back to the different space, Han Fei gasped heavily.

"Safe!" Han Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the gray sky. His nervous mood relaxed slowly.

"Hoo -" the little black eagle flew quickly from a distance, landed at an altitude of tens of meters, and circled on Han Fei's head. The huge wings, one feather after another, and the dark eyes were full of bloodthirsty killing intention.

"I protect you!" When the little black eagle grew up, it not only increased its body several times, but also its mind and language.

Han Fei smiled and didn't say much.

After a short rest, Han Fei sat up cross legged and ran the Xuanwu formula to check the injury in his body.

The last time Han Fei killed 17 late ancestors of Jindan, his body suffered heavy damage. This time, he was attacked by the white skeleton again, and the other party's cultivation was unfathomable. If the lethal nail didn't work, I'm afraid I couldn't breathe alive.

The three deadly nails radiate a simple and plain light. At the moment, they lie quietly in Han Fei's storage ring.

In the past, Ding Dong ancient sword was the most suitable for dealing with Yin and evil things. However, this time, it was the deadly nail that frightened the old man.

Why? Han Fei's heart is full of doubts, but now he has no time to think about the mystery of the deadly nail. How to recover and solve the injury is the most important.

In order to prevent the ancestor of Tianmo sect and Da Neng from discovering the secret of Xuanwu essence and blood, Han Fei has not practiced Xuanwu true formula for a long time.

In the elixir field, the golden elixir of heaven rotates powerlessly like a sick child. After the last pill, the golden pill of heaven was shrouded in two kinds of breath.

Where the white smell is strong, the white tiger immortal evil spirit is obvious, and the vigorous Qi of the tiger evil spirit overflows everywhere; The other half of the blue and black atmosphere is occupied by the basaltic turtle, which is cold to the bone.

A golden elixir emits two different smells, each of which is so domineering, but it is clear that it divides the golden elixir of heaven into two halves.

Last time, when dealing with the little master of skeleton sect, in order to make a quick decision, the Xuanwu divine turtle virtual shadow came out to help protect his life. The huge turtle shell crushed those puppets. Han Fei was able to live.

This time, if there were no 100 tiger shadow magic power, Han Fei would have died when the 20 white skirt girls attacked.

Staying in Tianmo sect is good for cultivating white tiger immortal evil skill, but. The cultivation of Xuanwu true formula is greatly affected.

The two sides of the coin are either or, which makes it difficult for Han Fei to choose.

Two hours later, Han Fei stood up, flew on the back of the little black eagle and hurried to Zhen Cheng's statue.

Loss of psychic power. It's not difficult to make up for it. However, the injury of divine consciousness can only be healed in the dark sea.

This time I almost died. It's not over yet. Judging from the old man's tone of leaving, he will attack secretly.

Next time, no one knows whether he will have such good luck. However, if you want to live well, it is always unreliable to rely on external forces or others.

powerful! Must become strong!

"I'm really too weak!" Standing hundreds of meters away, Han Fei looked up at Zhen Cheng's statue and smiled bitterly, "last time you said I was too weak, I tried my best to prove it. In less than two years, I went from the Qi training period to the middle of the golden elixir. I thought I was very good, but I nearly died in the first world war today. "

"If I return to the secular world, I should be a figure on the spire. However, in Xiuxian mainland, my accomplishments are still at the bottom! "

"The road of truth cultivation is like a huge bow and arrow, starting from the day you set foot in it. There is no turning back! "

"Strong as you are, you can fight against heaven and earth and stick to struggle for your own obsession. This is what a man should be!"

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After being injured one after another, Han Fei has a lot to say in his heart, which has nothing to do with emotion. These words, say to Yanran, she may not understand them all.

If there are fathers and brothers, Han Fei will drag his tired body to find them and tell them what he thinks. However, Han Fei has only one elder - Han Laogui.

If you tell Han Laogui now, I'm in the middle of Jindan now. However, I still feel very weak.

Han Fei believed that he had only one end - being blown out of yinghun mountain and beaten to death.

Facing the statue of Zhen Cheng, Han Fei couldn't help but want to say the names of Bai lingsu and Xiong Wazi and ask Zhen Cheng why so many people have been worried about him for so many years.

However, as a man, Han Fei knows the consequences he said. It's like being caught. Someone told Yanran and Han Laogui the news.

It's not helping, but widening your wound and expanding the damage.

A real man will never seek the shelter of a woman. When a real man is injured, he should hide like a wolf, lick the wound, sharpen his claws, and then return blood for blood and tooth for tooth!

Han Fei said a lot from his heart, and the depression depressed in his chest dissipated.

After looking up at the sky and taking a long breath, Han Fei took a firm step towards the dark sea - only the dark sea is most suitable for repairing the injury of mud pill palace in a very short time.

Over the dark sea, the cold wind is like a knife, taking the earth as a cutting board and seeing all sentient beings as fish. In the black air, Han Fei roared up to the sky, endured the unbearable pain of ordinary people, and moved forward

"I want to be strong!" A soaring obsession gradually turns into stubbornness, that kind of stubbornness burst from the bones, waiting for the black air wave to roll over, float, fly far, far away

"Like me!" The statue seemed to raise its head, and a deep sigh came from it. It was far away and thought-provoking.