Hu Huan is a good fox who can mend a situation before it is too late.
He immediately asked: "What is your name?"
The girl blinked her bright eyes, smiled, and whispered: "White clothes!"
Then the girl added in a low voice: "You can call me Changshang!"
Hu Huan smiled back and said, "Hu Huan, you can also call me Huanhuan."
Speaking of his name, Hu Huan actually had a very dark history.
This moment suddenly brought back memories, and the old fox couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
When he was just born, his owner named him Xiaobai. Later, when his hair turned green, he was called Xiaoqing, and later he was renamed Xiaoqing.
The names commonly used by owners include little fox, little raccoon dog, little fox, fluffy, fluffy, ball-shaped, fat, warm-footed, masturbable, little slut, one who pees on the bed, one ear, black front legs, chrysanthemum
pollen……
After Hu Huan transformed, the master officially gave him the name Hu Yidao!
At the same time, I got about eighty nicknames: Hu Hu, Daodao, Yidao, Xiaodao, Jincuodao, Dahuandao, Ganjiang, Xiaoganjiang, Zhanma, Yingjisha...
Later, the master ascended and Hu Huan came down from the mountain. At that time, he was quite silly and cute. When communicating with his colleagues, he also realized that these names were a bit shameful, so he called himself Mrs. Hu!
Because he had been with his master for too long and had never met any outsiders, it was probably a few years later that Hu Huan realized that as a male fox, he could not be called Mrs. Hu.
Later, my husband Fox gave himself a "formal" name, Hu Huan!
Hu Shan lost his hat for thousands of years, human relations and current events are half joyous and sad!
He actually hates people calling him Huanhuan, and he hates it even more when old friends mention the old story about him calling himself Mrs. Hu.
If the old fox is exposed, he will really kill someone.
Hu Huan patted Velasquez and said, "This is Bai Nishang, from now on you will call me..."
The old bone demon answered obediently: "I know, my name is Mrs. Bai!"
He saw Hu Huan's expression was a little strange and whispered: "Or Aunt Bai?"
Velazquez is also a person who has lived for some time, and is not a new professional, but he is not as old as the old antiques of the Soul Sect. Otherwise, he would have followed the Nether God method a long time ago.
Velasquez was born during the Republic of China. Although he was not Chinese, he still knew the name Auntie.
Hu Huan said: "You should call me by your name. I'm not that old-school."
Bone Demon Velasquez had already guessed that Hu Huan's identity was a little weird at this moment, and that he might have something to do with Mostema's group, and he thought to himself: "Are you not that old-school? You are not that group of old antiques.
,How can normal modern people be so bad?"
"You can think of letting me, a dignified fourth-level person, be the housekeeper for your little mistress."
"How can you do such a shameless thing without decades of aging?"
Velasquez only dared to complain. He was not afraid of Hu Huan. Although Hu Huan had friendship with Zhou Qiusheng and Mostima, he was only a second-level person after all, but he was really afraid of Bai Nishang!
This little girl is a proper fifth-level boss. When she crushed him, she might have thought that his bones were not brittle enough.
When I think of the time when Mostima single-handedly found the headquarters of the Immortal Cult, I thought that the fourth-level Velasquez wanted to give this senior a face, but he never thought...
Are you unhappy with your own face?
In fact, the three Dharma Kings of the Immortal God Sect are all extremely talented people. They can create new methods based on the Twelve New Methods of Taiping, and can directly reach the fourth level.
How talented is this?
What's more, Velasquez can even master the power of spiritual imprisonment, which shows that his intelligence and talent are the best choice.
No way!
Decades of hard work will not last for hundreds of years...
Bone demon Velasquez can't understand now, how could he end up like a little beast in his life?
Hu Huan arranged the white clothes and hurried back to the terrace. At this moment, the old fox couldn't figure out what level of nonsense he could use to explain these things clearly to Ling Xiao.
Mostima's willfulness and the appearance of Bai Nishang made it difficult for Hu Huan to use his seven hundred years of accumulated wisdom. Now he really wants to go to the bookstore to buy a practical textbook on picking up girls, or the Thirty-Six Strategies for Love.
Two hundred examples of classic love stories...
For the first time, the old fox felt that some of his knowledge should be updated, and his old experience was no longer enough to cope with the situation.
I think back to those days when the old fox’s few close friends were scattered all over the world. The pace of that era was very slow, and a passionate transoceanic letter could often deal with a lady for a long time.
Even if time is too tight and there is no time to write a letter, sending a telegram with dozens of words can still keep the old fox fresh.
When Hu Huan stepped onto the terrace, he emptied all the negative emotions and decided to play hard. He said to Ling Xiao: "I originally wanted to invite Sister Ling Xiao alone. The two of us slowly looked at the scenery and drank slowly.
Tea, slowly spend the day."
"But I never thought there would be so many light bulbs."
"Finally they were all sent away, and only the two of us were left."
The old wizard complained in the bone flute: "Have you forgotten me? Don't I count as a light bulb?"
As soon as the old wizard complained, he saw Hu Huan take out a small metal box and grab the bone flute. Then the old wizard's vision went dark. Sure enough, the light bulb didn't light up either.
The old wizard cursed angrily, but there was really nothing he could do.
Ling Xiao smiled and didn't ask Hu Huan, which made the old fox who didn't know how to explain feel much more relaxed. He chatted all kinds of things, trying his best to hope that Ling Xiao wouldn't remember what happened just now, so Ling Xiao really didn't mention it.
A truck drove into the mining area, but soon the road was too dilapidated to penetrate deep.
Hexel got out of the car, took a deep breath, and walked bravely deeper into the city until he reached the castle. Then he straightened up his appearance and even applied some powder to make himself look his best.
state, and then stepped into the castle.
It was already quite late when she received the news that something had happened in the castle, and the person who sent the information had their equipment destroyed just after saying a few words, so she was not very clear about what happened specifically.
Hexel also wants to rescue Max. After all, third-level professionals are the backbone of any country.
There were intelligence officers everywhere in the castle. Hu Huan asked them to clean up, but he did it casually, but these intelligence officers were the best of the people. This move also gave these people an excuse, and they all repositioned themselves as
I asked the cleaning staff, so they all stayed.
Hu Huan's new home is now a large marketplace for intelligence personnel from various countries' organizations and transnational groups.
Hexel looked at the very capable intelligence officers coming and going in the castle, and he was suddenly confused.