Divine-grade Evolution: God! My Gold Fish Is A Dragon!

Ye Haoran threw down the razor, clapped his hands and looked at the big bald head in front of him with satisfaction, nodded with a smile on his face and said:

That's right. How comfortable it looks. Leaving a killer is like touching a switch. Doesn't it look like what young people of my generation should look like?

youth:(?_?)

He looked at the short hair scattered on the ground with tears in his eyes, a bit unable to accept this reality.

That's the hairstyle he got after growing his hair for more than two years! That's it!

He will really thank you!

Ye Haoran stretched out his hand to tear off the black tape wrapped around his mouth, and asked slowly:

Tell me, what is the origin?

Suddenly, Ye Haoran seemed to think of something, took out an imitation military dagger from his backpack, and held a gorgeous knife flower in his hand.

Well, this is more deterrent!

Nodding in satisfaction, Ye Haoran returned to the side of the young man, and asked fiercely:

Say, what's your situation? Where did you come from?

As he spoke, he turned the dagger in his hand again.

However, this time there was an accident, the iron ring behind the dagger suddenly broke, and the dagger flew out while spinning,

The tip of the knife pierced directly into the flesh, and blood gushed out instantly.

hiss--

Ye Haoran let out an exclamation, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, then he patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief and said:

It scared me to death, but luckily it didn't hit me.

Young man: Are you polite?

He looked at the dagger stuck in his leg and shivered with pain in his calf.

This is a real knife, are you kidding me?

It's not you who hurts, hey!

Looking at the resentful eyes of the young man, Ye Haoran let out a dry smile to ease the embarrassment,

He reached out and pulled the dagger out of the young man's leg, pulled a piece of paper to wipe off the blood on the dagger, and explained leisurely:

It's okay, it's just a small injury, it's okay.

The young man lowered his head and looked at the blood bubbling on his legs, his face turned green.

You call this a minor injury? The blood is pouring out like a fountain, so I'm afraid it's stuck in an artery!

May I sue you for murder?

Seeing that there was indeed a lot of blood, Ye Haoran scratched his head, turned and walked into the bedroom.

He remembered that when he synthesized the invisibility potion, there was still a small half bottle of healing potion left, which should be used to save the emergency.

After pouring the remaining medicine into the mineral water bottle, Ye Haoran returned to the young man, put the mineral water bottle to his mouth and said:

Hey, take some medicine and you'll be fine.

The young man glanced at the tumbling blue-white liquid, and swallowed with difficulty.

Can this thing be drunk? You don't want to poison me to death, do you...

Will you drink or not? Why are there so many things!

Ye Haoran frowned, pinched the young man's chin and forced him down.

The young man smacked his lips, um, it tastes a bit like sparkling water, with a little sweetness of ginseng!

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt a heat surge in his body, and all the cells in his body became active.

There were a few itches on his legs, and when he looked down, he found that the wound caused by the dagger was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wow, so amazing?

This kind of thing should be very precious!

He had never met the other party before, and the other party was willing to treat him with that kind of thing. To be honest, he was a little touched.

Although he seems to have forgotten who caused the wound...

Seeing the gratitude in the young man's eyes, Ye Haoran curled his lips and said seriously:

My evaluation is that you think too much, and you will be charged, dear.

The young man was stunned, collecting money? How can I collect money!

If he was rich, how could he come to steal things in the middle of the night, and after a search, he would like to pry all the floors away!

He is really poor! The poor who can't afford to eat!

To collect his money is to starve him to death!

Just as he was about to ask for forgiveness,

He suddenly felt something strange in his body!

I just felt some churning in his stomach, and a strong gas swelled wildly in his body!

The young man's eyes widened, his lips were pursed, and sweat began to flow from his forehead.

It can't work here, there are outsiders looking at him, at least he should go to the toilet!

Brain: Can't release, hold back!

Large intestine: OK.

A certain organ: Is there a possibility, I can't hold it anymore...

Pfft~~

The long fart sounded slowly, with a hint of the beauty of non-mainstream music...

Ye Haoran: ???

What kind of plane are you kidding?

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he remembered a bad memory in the inpatient department of the hospital!

How could he forget the side effects of the healing potion!

Ye Haoran's face turned green when he saw the yellowish translucent mist slowly drifting up from under the young man.

Quickly holding his breath, he looked at the young man with horror and pity in his eyes.

The young man was a little embarrassed. He recalled that he hadn't eaten for a day, so there shouldn't be any gastrointestinal problems!

While thinking about it, he took a sharp breath, trying to suck the gas he exhaled back into his stomach, pretending nothing happened.

It is undeniable that some people in the world are always so naive...

Ye Haoran: !!!

Seeing a large piece of pale yellow gas being sucked into the stomach by the young man, Ye Haoran was shocked!

Warrior!

Say nothing, I admire you!

It's a man!

Ok?!

The pupils of the young man suddenly dilated, and all the muscles in his body stiffened in an instant.

This, this sour taste, what exactly is he inhaling?

This smell is like the stinky socks that haven't been washed for ten days have been soaked in the sewer for a few days, rushing straight into the brain!

vomit……

The young man lay on the ground and kept spitting out balls of mosaics, feeling like he was about to vomit out bile.

At the same time, his head was also in a daze, did he really let out such a stinky fart?

Ye Haoran was on the side with quick eyesight, held his breath, picked up the young man, threw him into the toilet, and locked the door directly.

Looking at the mess in the room, Ye Haoran patted his forehead helplessly.

I'm afraid there is no way to live in this house, so it's better to sneak away first!

Holding a blanket and a pillow, Ye Haoran quickly ran to a nearby rooftop.

He is now covered in black like a ghost. He is afraid of scaring people in the middle of the night, so he can only spend the night on the rooftop first.

The night was quiet and the stars were shining, Ye Haoran looked at the deep stars and fell asleep quietly.

It's just that in the presidential suite of a certain hotel, the dull sound of booming was heard continuously from the locked toilet, which startled the falling birds...

The next day, the sun was shining brightly. When Ye Haoran woke up, the first thing he did was to look at himself in the mirror.

Fortunately, the self in the mirror has returned to its former appearance, and is no longer the big black ghost from last night.

Taking out his mobile phone and looking at the time, Ye Haoran probably knew the details of the side effects:

It just turns black, from the inside out, and lasts for about nine hours!

Went to the supermarket downstairs of the hotel and bought a few gas masks, Ye Haoran put them on and went back to the presidential suite to rescue the young man.

Looking at the young man's haggard eyes, Ye Haoran felt apologetic.

Just about to open his mouth to say something, the young man spoke first:

Brother, I was wrong, I will say whatever you ask, don't torture me (?_?)

Ye Haoran scratched his head in embarrassment, the poor child seemed to be psychologically shadowed by him

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