Hu Huan returned to his "home" and saw Peilinge. When he saw the old fox, he whispered: "You had a good time. I have been explaining to you for the past few days why you disappeared.
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Hu Huan smiled slightly and said: "I went to the Shadow of All Things and advanced to the third level. Now I am a warrior general."
Pei Linge's face froze, and then he was so surprised that he asked, "Have you really been promoted?"
Hu Huan grasped it in vain, and a ball of spiritual light urgently rotated in his palm, and said: "Do you need to verify it?"
Peilinger took a look at the aura ball in Hu Huan's palm and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. He could feel the strong energy contained in the aura. If it exploded, it would be enough to destroy half of the courtyard.
He hurriedly said: "Don't try this thing. You should go and explain to the old man why it has been missing for so many days."
Hu Huan patted his shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work these days."
Peilinger shook his head and said, "It's not hard, these are all things we should do."
"If it's convenient, go and write a report to Chief Yan."
Peilinger didn't ask, what did Hu Huan do after being promoted to Shadow of All Things for so long, and how did he get promoted?
He had been instructed long ago that Hu Huan was different from ordinary Qianlong Army soldiers and that he should not interfere with many things.
Of course, Peilinge would abide by the rules. He really pretended that he didn't know anything, just reminded and exchanged words, and reported it to Yan Lingse.
When Hu Huan left the room, he first saw the very haggard face of Mr. Shang. His grandson's identity was fake, just to facilitate him to avoid the trouble of his original identity, and to give the old man some comfort.
Hu Huan never thought that he would still cause some trouble to the old man.
He took out a bottle of water from the spiritual spring and slowly poured it on the old man's forehead. The water from the spiritual spring has endless uses. This method of pouring water on the body is the most wasteful, but has the least negative effects.
After all, not everyone can withstand the water of the spiritual spring.
The old man woke up suddenly and saw that his "grandson" was actually watering himself. He couldn't help being furious and shouted: "You bastard, you are actually watering me? Do you still think your grandpa can bloom?"
"Where have you been these past few days?"
"Believe it or not, I'll spank you and make you bloom?"
Hu Huan said slowly and leisurely in the most soothing tone: "I went back to my hometown to visit my parents. These days are the days of their sacrifice."
The old man suddenly burst into tears, hugged his grandson, and never spoke again, nor did he mention punishing him.
Hu Huan was also a little sad. Of course, it was not such a coincidence. These days were not the days when Mr. Shang's children died, but under the power of mind-catching, the old man ignored the date. He hugged his grandson and kept saying: "Grandpa is here!
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"do not be afraid!"
"Those bastards, if they die, they will die. If they die for the country, they deserve to die."
"Don't cry, don't cry."
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Shang burst into tears. The originally strong old man could no longer hide the weakness in his heart.
Hu Huan hugged the old man and waited patiently for Mr. Shang to feel tired and fall asleep before sending the old man to the bedroom.
He quickly closed the door and came out.
Although this level has been passed, there are still countless hurdles. He disappeared this time and took Bai Nishang with him. This matter will definitely attract the attention of people from all walks of life.
The first person who needs to explain is Bai Di Shu, but Hu Huan doesn't have to do it. After all, Bai Nishang can handle this uncle.
Then there is Yan Lingse...
Hu Huan has always had respect for this class teacher.
Although Yan Lingse was not a qualified leader, he did everything he could. He always protected his students and faced the enemy. There was never a time when he did not stand in front of everyone.
Although Teacher Yan is really at the bottom of level four combat power.
Then, there are some less important people.
For example, for people like Margaret, Xiao Fei, and Li Tong, Hu Huan really had a headache on how to deal with Margaret. If Seymour hadn't told her, her husband Fox would have really wanted to kill her.
Clean and tidy, no side effects.
Hu Huan returned to his room and entered Xiaowodongtian. He sat at the round table in the conference room.
Not long after, Mostema's shadow lit up. He saw Hu Huan's expression and asked, "Why don't you seem unhappy?"
Hu Huan grabbed hold of the void and used the zero-level Tianyan technique in the void printing room. On one side were Seymour's notes and on the other were countless A4 papers. When all the information was copied, he pushed it gently and took out the printed information.
, and passed it on to Mostema.
Mostema flipped through it briefly and said in surprise: "Why did you change your research direction? This...research is interesting!"
"Is it because I have the Lingquan Eye in my hand that you gave me the information?"
Hu Huan whispered: "It's Seymour's notes!"
"He left this world and went to the other world."
Mostima was silent for a long time. After a while, he sighed and said, "Does he really believe in his research?"
Hu Huan said: "You have a lot of people in the Soul Sect, so find a few old guys and explore the eyes of Lingquan."
Mostima smiled softly, tapped the table lightly, and agreed: "Okay, I will do this."
Hu Huan said calmly: "If Seymour can't come back, old friend..."
"Just one less."
The two of them sighed quietly together.
There were not many old friends left, so Seymour's recovery was a surprise to them, but no one expected that Seymour would be so courageous and leave this world to explore the other world.
Both of them knew how dangerous this matter was.
If it were Hu Huan, or Mostima, they would definitely let cannon fodder explore the way, or members of the Soul Sect, or the Demon Ling family, or newly cultivated forces.
In short, no one would take risks personally.
After a while, Elizabeth's figure also lit up.
The leader of this new sect looks very good, and it is obvious that the sect has been developing well recently.
When she came up, she said excitedly: "I have mastered a trade route, and I can reliably sell God Cards and Spiritual Spring Water. I need a new batch of supply sources."
Mostema smiled slightly and said, "I will give you a new batch of spiritual spring water."
Hu Huan thought for a moment and said, "I'll give you a small gift."
He casually flew out an SR card, flew across the illusory tabletop, and landed in front of Elizabeth.
Elizabeth picked it up and couldn't help but hold her breath. Hu Huan had not used this card since he got it, but after all, it was also an SR card, equivalent to a third-level professional.