Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Fang Lang turned the alloy grid aside, and then put his hands in a rectangular metal box. The charcoal evenly placed in the box is cut to one side, exposing the bottom of the metal box with fine holes. I don't care about black charcoal on my fingers. Keep hands and fingers close to the bottom of the charcoal. It looked mysterious, and the look on my face turned cold.

Zheng Hailing, who was standing nearby, was attracted by Song Xiaoshuang's actions. Qi Qi side is tied to the grill. The three of them were staring at Fang Lang's hand, but he had to see how he got it.

The three are quickly bewildered by what they see in front of them. They wondered if Fang Lang had learned a trick and a half of magic. How could his fingers turn into blue and white arcs?

I saw for a moment, Fang Lang's hands and fingers released a flickering arc, hitting the charcoal a few centimeters away. The arcs on the fingers seem to fire continuously. Zheng Hailing blinked to make sure she didn't look at it. Wrong, the arc was emitted from the tip of Fang Lang's palm. It didn't stop. Seconds later, I see green smoke on the charcoal, and then a few flashes, if not everyone's head. They are all clustered together, blocking the strong direct sunlight, forming a shadow area that cannot be seen at all.

After half a minute, many small pieces of charcoal have been burned, and a faint smoke comes out, giving a unique smell of grass and burning ash. The arc in Fang Lang's hand suddenly disappeared, as if he couldn't find a trace of search.

Fang Lang, with a pair of black hands covered with charcoal ashes, carefully piled the charcoal on top of the charcoal that had already started to burn. Flip the alloy grill grid over to one side and put it back in place. No more glancing at the grill. Walk to the edge of the grass, lean on your body, put the sand on the water's edge on your hands and repeat, then dip your palms into the water and clean your hands as quickly as possible.

For Zheng Hailing, who was confused by Song Xiaoshuang's behavior, Fang Lang didn't explain how the arc in his hand came about. This is not enough. Xiaojie learned how Fang Lang looked on the grill that was already on fire. The palms of both hands are stretched like a pose. Shaking his head, looking at Zheng Hailing, the meaning is very obvious. I hope she can pull Fang Lang back and let everyone solve it. Zhao Lingyi also nodded in agreement with her brother's thoughts.

Zheng Hailing bit her lower lip, and she was also curious about how Fang Lang got it. The arcs on the fingers appear in the book. This seems to be the ability of some special functional talents. Actually, this is the first time I've seen it!

Zheng Hailing thinks it is farther. If she has this ability, she can learn how good it is, and she will not hesitate to sit beside Fang Lang on the grass, sit on his shoulders and take care of herself, the grass by the reservoir. The grass is dry and nice to sit on after a long day in the sun. "Fang Lang, can you tell me how to arc your palms with both hands? This ability is useful and useful. If you go out with a lighter in the future, you don't need to leave. Can you tell me?"

Zheng Hailing didn't care about Uncle Liu's eyes and the barbecue brothers and sisters next to Zhao Lingqi. Opportunity is self-sufficient. She has an impulse. This ability is very useful. I don't know if Fang Lang will agree, and the voice will be full of heroism, because she relies on her intuition and thinks that Fang Lang doesn't like girls who are too delicate. ..