Because of too much bloodshed, Wang Hanjun's face turned pale.

As an old man, Sun Tianshi took the initiative to go over, holding Wang Hanjun's shoulder with his right hand, holding a wine glass in his left hand, and letting Wang Hanjun take a sip of celebration wine.

As soon as the golden boy saw the left hand of Sun Tianshi holding the wine glass, he immediately thought that this hand was the donkey hoof that he grafted to Sun Tianshi by using the allogeneic grafting immortal technique!

After a few months of care and evolution, Sun Tianshi's left hand, the donkey's hoof, didn't have much of a donkey's hoof, and it was basically the same as a human hand.

Jin Tong lamented that Wang Hanjun lost his right arm, and not only could he no longer fire the cannon with his own hands, but also left a lifelong disability.

Then he thought, the immortal Sun Tianshi lost a hand and could be cross-grafted, and the mortal Wang Hanjun lost an arm, could he be allogeneically grafted?

Whether it's okay or not, Golden Boy decided to give it a try!

However, as soon as the golden boy said his thoughts, the village doctor Wang Xiuzhi said: "At that time in the village, Sun Tianshi's left hand was grafted with the hoof of my big black donkey, and now, the fleet is adrift in the underwater world, what is used to graft Wang Hanjun?"

This is indeed a practical problem.

The big frog standing next to him understood the golden boy's intentions, looked at his right arm, made up his mind, and said, "Use my right arm to graft, okay?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked!

As the commander-in-chief of the three armies of the Underwater Empire, you want to contribute a right arm to a mortal boy?!

In everyone's astonished gaze, the eyes of the big frog looked at the golden boy and said, "Commander-in-chief Jin, our president of the crab, didn't he give you a cockroach last year?"

The beetle is the crab pliers.

When the golden boy heard this, he couldn't help but look at the arm of the big green beetle, at this time, the big green beetle appeared in the form of a human being, so his arm was in the shape of a human arm, and in fact, his two arms were two frogs.

The golden boy already knew that the big green beetle was an eighth-level elf, and this level of elf, even if a front crow was cut off, would regenerate on its own.

Of course, even if it can be regenerated, it is quite painful to cut off a front crow.

Da Qing Yan did this, firstly, because of his selfless dedication, and secondly, he felt that Wang Hanjun was a sharpshooter who was very useful in rescuing the danger of the underwater empire.

Jin Tong said with some emotion: "Then I will represent Wang Hanjun and all the personnel of the Invincible Armada, thank you Commander Qing!"

Wang Hanjun, who was lying on the bed, was stunned - they were going to graft an elf's arm to me?!

If Wang Hanjun knew that it was not an arm that was grafted to him, but a frog, I am afraid it would not be just a stunned situation.

During the whole process of the golden boy's allomorphic grafting immortal technique, Wang Hanjun was so frightened that he didn't dare to open his eyes.

However, Wang Hanjun thought about it, if the allogeneic grafting was successful, not only would he no longer be disabled, but he would also have an elf arm!

The big green beetle and Wang Hanjun lay next to each other, but the big green frog was lying on his stomach, and in such a posture, he could put his right arm against the broken stubble on Wang Hanjun's shoulder.

The golden boy began to perform the allogeneic grafting immortal technique, and the index finger of his right hand was lightly swiped on the shoulder of the big green beetle, and everyone saw that the right arm of the big green beetle was separated from his shoulder, and there was no bloodshed, because the golden boy used the fairy magic to seal the blood.

Immortals and elves, seeing this situation, it is nothing, at most, they are admiring the golden boy allogeneic grafting immortal art is becoming more and more sophisticated.

Xiuzhi, the last time I witnessed the golden boy grafting the donkey's hooves to Sun Tianshi, she was mentally prepared at the moment, but she didn't make much fuss.

And the three girls Shuping, Rongrong, and Zhang Jianhua are very different.

The three of them were all stunned, and the three pairs of eyes widened wider than usual.

Shuping, who was the least courageous, subconsciously bit her finger in her mouth!

In front of everyone's eyes, the golden boy was engrossed in the allogeneic grafting immortal technique.

Because Wang Hanjun is a mortal, he is not as good as the immortal Sun Tianshi, so the allogeneic grafting must be carried out more carefully.

In this way, the grafting speed is much slower than grafting the donkey's hooves for Sun Tianshi.

Even if it was an eighth-level elf, when the golden boy used immortal magic to cut off the right arm of the big green beetle, the big green beetle was grinning in pain, but the big green beetle never screamed.

Wang Hanjun, who had been closing his eyes, first felt that his right shoulder was numb and crispy, and then felt that there was something more under his originally empty shoulder.

It seems that his right arm is back, Wang Hanjun will be united again, but it is not, that thing, heavy, you are an arm, but you don't listen to your own domination.

At this time, the golden boy observed something unusual, raised his eyes and said to everyone: "When we are in trouble, we have ignored a problem, Commander Qing's arm is different from the donkey hoof that the senior brother grafted at the beginning, people and donkeys, although they are not the same race, but they are a big category, the blood and musculature are basically the same, and the blood and musculature of the Frog clan are completely different from those of humans!"

"That is to say, after working for a long time, Bai let Commander Qing lose an arm?!" Huanhuan was anxious again.

"Now, there is only one way, and that is to convert the gene of this right arm into human blood and musculature!"

"What's the change?" Huanhuan asked anxiously, "Can I help?"

The golden boy shook his head lightly and said, "You can't, you need a human race to help." ”

Next to them, there were five human races, Yuwan, Sun Tianshi, Shuping, Rong Rong and Zhang Jianhua, who all stepped forward one after another when they heard the words of the golden boy, scrambling to help.

The golden boy lowered his head and asked Wang Hanjun, who was still closing his eyes, "Wang Hanjun, how old are you this year?"

Wang Hanjun replied softly: "I am nineteen years old this year. ”

The golden boy turned his head, looked at the girls, and asked, "Do you have any nineteen-year-olds?"

Sun Tianshi is already over 100 years old, so he is naturally excluded.

When the golden boy asked, Zhang Jianhua's face immediately changed, because, among the girls, it was precisely she who was nineteen years old this year!

Just now, although Zhang Jianhua also stepped forward and said that he wanted to help, but it was just a gesture, and he said in his heart, such a large group of human races, there are immortals, mortals, women, men, young people, and old people, where will I talk about me?

But I didn't expect that those who needed to help Wang Hanjun would have to be the same age as Wang Hanjun!

What kind of help is this help, could it be to cut off half of his arm to transform Wang Hanjun's new arm?

My mother, I tremble all over my body, and I don't have half an arm, how can I get married!

Zhang Jianhua was secretly afraid, and at this time, Xiuzhi, Shuping and Rongrong, the eyes of the three girls, all looked at Zhang Jianhua.