Chapter 78 Empty-handed Scroll

"Remember that if you can't break through the third level a year later, then you should understand that the whole college will not offend the god-like Vatican for thinking that there is a waste!" Han Fuzi gently took a sip of Nisos' flame, and his face instantly climbed a very intoxicated look. His drooping eyes narrowed slightly, and Atre's eyes inadvertently swept over his delicate hands. A strange feeling came naturally. It was a pair of moist hands like agar, like the wrinkled skin on his face. It became a sharp contrast. With one hand holding the yellowed sheepskin roll and the other hand holding the silver-white wine glass, Atre observed this skillful hand in detail for the first time...

It was a pair of slender hands. Those two hands are rarely beautiful. I can't imagine that the owner of these hands is a sloppy old man, narrow and slender, but rich and white. His nails are blue, and the nails are soft and round with beads. Atre's eyes have been staring at these hands, as if it were the only hand in the world. Atre was stunned.

"My life, my fate is in my life, and there is no self-prouding and arrogant Holy See or this Holy Law School," Atre's excited eyes moved from Han Fuzi's hands to his face, and then swept around. Looking at the many messy sheepskin rolls on display, he asked curiously, "Since you said not before Tutor of the college, can you tell me what you do?

Han Fuzi didn't say anything, but just squeezed his mouth and smiled slightly. With a wave of his left hand, the sheepskin roll that was originally held in his hand was spread out on the surface in front of Atre at this moment. Atre did not see how he did it. In the blink of an eye, his hand was finished. He opened the sheepskin roll and unfolded it. The speed of the movement is breathtaking and shocking.

Han Fuzi's eyes were no longer empty. At this moment, his eyes showed the madness of love in the city. His drooping eyes exuded a deep essence, staring at the table with a flat sheepskin roll. In his eyes, it seemed that it was not a simple sheepskin roll. From his eyes, Art Ray felt a kind of madness, a state of mind.

He moved, and his eyes suddenly bloomed. His hands spread out naturally, and a strong breath emanated from Han Fuzi. Atre was shocked. He did not feel the lethal pressure, but a kind of fear from the depths of his soul, a feeling of helplessness, and an incredible look did not emanate. Han Fuzi with a trace of energy, only his focused look can achieve this horrible effect. What kind of strong man is the old man in front of him? Atre doesn't know.

Atre looked at the ** shown by Han Fuzi in horror, which was that kind of fanatical feeling, so that he twitched and twisted each other. Atre realized that there was an emotional person here who was driving all his ** to his fingers at once, so as not to keep his heart apart.

There was a light transparent gas ball on the tip of his right fore, like a crystal soap bubble, surrounded by a silver halo. At that second, the hands suddenly untied, as if two beasts were hit by a bullet at the same time. The two hands collapsed together, but there was no feeling of relaxation. The hands were paralyzed at both ends of the sheepskin roll like a sculpture, showing a deep sleep, a cold silence, an electric shock, and an eternal death. Atre sent to describe this feeling, and could only quietly watch on one side.

He has never seen such infinite hands before. Every muscle is pouring out, and almost all the pores are seeping. These two hands lay flat on the table for a while like jellyfish on the beach by the tide. Then, one of them, the one on the left, slowly lifted it weakly from the fingertips. It trembled, flashed, turned, trembled, groping and groping around. Finally, he grabbed the sheepskin roll nervously, pinched it with his thumb and forefinger, and hesitantly twisted it up. The sheep The scroll was magically fixed in a balanced position with his old cheek, and it floated out of thin air. Suddenly, his right hand was moved, and the index finger around the transparent gas, like a pen, quickly stroked on the scroll like clouds and flowing water...

The raised left hand was like an alarm at this time, and it was immediately panicked. It stood up and slowly slid, also on the sheepskin roll floating in front of him...

His movements were getting faster and faster. The unique silver strange symbols fluttered out of his fingertips and sheepskin rolls. Atre could not see the movements of his hands clearly, but just an illusory shadow, and his eyes could not catch his whereabouts.

Looking at the trembling and gasping hands, and looking at its chilling and frightened expression, Atre suddenly felt that everything else in the whole store was dead and stiff. Although there will be some hawker hawking and noisy voices outside the door, people flowed back and forth. Finally, they went up and down, and the silver light flashed. The sheepskin roll returned to the table. The tired sheepskin roll lay there quietly, as if nothing had happened. If you don't look carefully, it's difficult. I saw a faint silver light around this sheepskin roll...

Han Fuzi slowly turned his head and looked at Atre with a blank face and said, "Enter a trace of mental strength. After opening it, you will know what I am doing. Continue to come here tomorrow and start your first lesson!"

Atre had no unnecessary nonsense. He couldn't wait for a long time. He hurriedly picked up the sheepskin roll and entered a little spiritual power. Suddenly, a strange feeling spread all over his body. Before he could react at the moment he opened the sheepskin roll, a strange space pulled out from the sheepskin roll, as if it had bursting the dike. The flood surged wildly, uncontrollable, the intuitive spirit was in a trance, and the dazzling silver light and the huge six-pointed star appeared in his vision...

"Space Transmission Scroll!" The word immediately flashed in Atre's brain. When he experienced a burst of empty gravity and his body regained its dominant control ability again, he looked at everything in front of him and couldn't help blurted out:

"I'll do it! It's back again!"

(Xiao Lei was lucky enough to appear in the live news room of CCTV news channel yesterday. Hey hey, I'm happy. Let's go and have a look. This is the link address: http://www.56.com/u74/v_NTMyMjE4NDc.html)

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