Four, thirteen years of clear dreams, seven hundred years of elegance
Hu Huan did not hesitate to replace the flying scales with blood-sucking vines, and changed the posture of preparing to take off to burrowing into the ground.
Now that he has been promoted to a thug, his spiritual power has increased by more than twenty times. Hu Huan still doesn't know that this is not a serious thug. He has the spiritual power data that he should have. The warrior clan is among the professionals, and his spiritual power is usually at the bottom. With the food
The swarm of air insects can control the earth magic with ease.
Hu Huan hugged Ling Xiao tightly, performed more than ten magic tricks, and drilled out for more than three kilometers in one breath. Then he used the brute force of a thug to squeeze out a space underground.
He has earth magic and the A-level vitality provided by the blood-sucking vine, so he can survive underground, but Ling Xiao cannot, so Hu Huan had to open up a small space and leave a breathing hole leading to the ground.
Ling Xiao was very surprised by Hu Huan's operation and asked, "You are a thug, how do you know how to do it?"
Hu Huan hesitated for a moment. It wasn't that he didn't want to tell the truth, but he had no truth to tell. He could only grab a scapegoat at random and said in a low voice: "I went out for a walk a few days ago and met an old man named Heqi who asked me what I learned.
Don’t learn the wealth code.”
"I think he is a liar, but he gave me a small thing..."
"Sister Ling Xiao, I also think this is ridiculous. Even if I write this in a novel, no one would believe it. But you have to know that life is illogical. I really didn't make up such a person to lie to you."
Hu Huan really didn't make up a harmonious person. Of course people really exist. He just made up specific things.
Hu Huan thought that Ling Xiao must not believe it, but he did not expect that Ling Xiao was surprised and said: "You actually encountered Heqi?"
"He comes from a family of financial experts. He has the ability to collect gold and detect treasures. He never misses anything valuable. He is known as the person who knows how to invest best."
Hu Huan almost changed his name to He Huan now.
He asked in surprise: "Surely there is such a thing as a wealthy family?"
Ling Xiao lay in the underground cave created by Hu Huan and gave his brother some popular science: "The financial family is extremely mysterious. They are a group of people who only care about money. Their super powers are also very weird, all related to money and wealth."
"It's just that they move strangely and wander in the darkness. Most professionals don't even know they exist."
"Our Tianmo Ling family is also an ancient family, so we can know some of the secrets of the financial family."
"These people are extremely difficult to mess with."
Hu Huan breathed a sigh of relief, he finally got over this matter.
To be honest, he has been an honest child since he was a child and is not very good at lying. That is to say, after memory fragments keep appearing in his mind, he is inexplicably made to become less pure sometimes.
Ling Hu, Ling Su, and Ling Xiao's little cousin Ling Lingling, the three of them were chasing each other all the way, and they almost went crazy.
Ling Su couldn't help shouting: "How can this kid run so fast?"
"Isn't he a thug?"
"According to the data, Hu Huan just made a breakthrough today. He was an awakened person before today. Where did he get such a fast speed?"
Ling Hu was also speechless. She had been shot six times by Hu Huan. Although professionals were physically strong, they could easily recover even if they were not physically inclined. Moreover, she was also considered an awakened person with a physical body, but her path was rather special.
The bullet was forced out, and the injury was almost healed now, but Ling Hu was still angry and secretly gritted his teeth: "Even for Ling Xiao's sake, when I catch this little guy, I have to teach him a lesson."
According to the plan of the head of the Ling family, they had to capture Hu Huan and Ling Xiao alive several times, and deliberately let them escape in dangerous circumstances without any difficulties. They would create difficulties so that they could have the opportunity to enjoy life and freedom to the fullest.
of beauty.
The thing about life is that if you die a few times, you won't be able to figure it out.
The same goes for freedom. If you don't lose it, you will feel that it is worthless. After you lose it, you will feel that as long as you are free, you will be happy even if you eat cornbread.
However, the Ling family trio did not expect that Hu Huan was so slippery. He not only lurked underground and snatched Ling Xiao away in one fell swoop, but also used speed that the thugs simply could not do to escape everyone.
Ling Hu and the others were able to continue tracking because of Ling Lingling's special ability, which allowed her to distinguish the spiritual power in the air.
Hu Huan and Ling Xiao's spiritual power left very faint fluctuations in the air. Ordinary professionals could not detect it at all, but Ling Lingling could sense it and find the target through the spiritual waves.
If Ling Lingling didn't have this power, the three of them could have gone home now.
Even if the Hidden Dragon Army acquiesces, the Demon Ling family cannot act recklessly in the capital city.
Ling Lingling's expression suddenly changed and she whispered: "Their spiritual waves have disappeared!"
Ling Su exclaimed: "How can the spiritual waves disappear? Can they still fly to the sky and escape to the earth? Or have they escaped from this closed area and escaped from the shadow of all things?"
Ling Hu said angrily: "How is it possible? That little guy is a thug. He typically only has muscles and all his superpowers are in his body. How can he get the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth?"
Ling Lingling couldn't help but say: "He rescued cousin Ling Xiao from underground."
Ling Hu suddenly became a little unsure. The three of them spread out and searched the area, but of course found nothing.
Linghuyin, who was not far away, almost couldn't hold back when she saw the Ling family trio like this, and wanted to tell them: "Hu Huan is underground!"
Linghuyin kept watching as Hu Huan hugged Ling Xiao and walked away.
He belongs to the Five Elements clan, is proficient in the art of walking in the Five Elements, and can even find the direction where Hu Huan is hiding.
Linghuyin endured it again and again, took a cold steamed bun from her arms and crushed it, and then she stopped the urge.
He is a serious Hidden Dragon Army, and he cannot help outsiders deal with his own people, although everyone is angry about this incident.
Linghuyin also wanted to end it as soon as possible and watch Hu Huan eat and drink every day while eating cold steamed buns by herself, but she still couldn't do it.
"I really want to uncover this matter and make everything public. Then Hu Huan won't always go to Ling Xiao for dinner, and I can calm down a bit. I can also live a normal life."
Linghuyin sighed and watched the three people of the Ling family busy for a while, and finally could only leave in anger, leaving the Shadow of All Things.
After the three people from the Ling family left, Linghuyin couldn't help but reach out in the direction where Hu Huan was hiding.
Hu Huan was having a private conversation with Ling Xiao when he suddenly felt the ground shaking. He was afraid that something might happen to the Shadow of All Things, so he hurriedly brought Ling Xiao to break through the ground.
Hu Huan took Ling Xiao out and found that no one from the Ling family was around. He asked in a low voice: "Sister Ling Xiao, where did those people come from? Why did they kidnap you?"
Ling Xiao hesitated for a moment and replied in a low voice: "Maybe, it has the same origin as the people you met."
Hu Huan really didn't know the origins of Hercules and Anna Sui, so he could only keep this account in his heart after hearing this.
Hu Huan was worried that the kidnappers would come back, so he took Ling Xiao with him and wanted to break out of the Shadow of All Things as soon as possible. Ling Xiao wanted to delay his family's time, but he really had no excuse.
The two of them cautiously explored all the way. Linghuyin, who was following closely behind, suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart, screamed something bad, and hurriedly accelerated forward.
Just when he was still some distance away from Hu Huan and the others, a figure dressed in black leather suddenly appeared, as if emerging from the void.
The black figure reached out and grabbed Hu Huan's chest and squeezed it hard.
Even though Hu Huan was surrounded by a swarm of air-eating insects, he was unable to react. He watched helplessly as he watched the grab, unable to dodge.
In an instant, Hu Huan felt severe pain in his chest. His chest muscles reacted naturally and suddenly swelled to resist the grab. However, his chest was torn open by a black figure. The five bloody wounds were very shocking.
"Huh!"
"The little thing has actually awakened his control muscles."
"But let's bring the heart!"
Only then did Hu Huan realize that the opponent's grasp was intended to dig out his heart, but it was only blocked by the swelling muscles.
Without hesitation, he stretched out all ten fingers and fired ten spiritual bullets.
At such a close distance, Hu Huan expected to hit two or three bullets, if not seven out of ten, but unexpectedly, the black figure swayed, and without even seeing what movement technique was used, all his spiritual bullets were fired.
Hide away.
The black figure swayed and took action for the second time, but his lower body suddenly felt severe pain. Ten spiritual bullets were fired from his thighs to his lower abdomen, and none of them missed the target. The blast caused his legs to weaken and he knelt down on one knee.
The spiritual bullets in Hu Huan's hands were shot out, and the ten toes of both feet were not idle, emptying all the spiritual bullets at once.
The black figure dodged his ten fingers, but he didn't expect that Hu Huan still had ten toes. Unfortunately, he was severely injured by the spiritual bullet.
Hu Huan roared, his muscles all over his body swelled up, and he turned into a three-meter giant. He punched hard, using all his strength, and went straight to the black figure's head.
He didn't know who the visitor was or what he was doing, but there was no doubt that the other party wanted to kill him.
Moreover, there is no doubt about the strength of the opponent.
Facing such a powerful enemy, Hu Huan gained the upper hand with the psychic bullets in his toes. How could he miss such a good opportunity so easily?
This kind of fighting style that can easily sink a shrew would not be understood unless it had gone through countless life and death trials. However, Hu Huan used it as easily as eating, drinking, and breathing.
He pushed his own advantages to the limit with a snap of his fingers, and briefly gained the upper hand in the face of an enemy that was stronger than him.
Hu Huan's first thought was to kill him while he was sick!
Facing such a powerful punch, the black figure rubbed his hands together, and an invisible wave of force rippled out.
Hu Huan's fist hit the invisible force wave, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and 100% of his strength was consumed by 70% to 80%.
The black figure's eyes showed a cruel smile, he forced his legs to stand up, and he grabbed it casually, but it was still the same attack.
Just when the black figure thought that Hu Huan would no longer be able to hide, Hu Huan's body suddenly dwarfed and went directly into the ground, causing his fatal grab to fail again.
Hu Huan did not dare to stay underground. He got out from Ling Xiao, hugged Ling Xiao and sprinted with all his strength. At the same time, he also replaced the shell 28 and blood-sucking vines to accommodate his commonly used air-eating insect swarms and flying scales.
The former is temporarily unusable, and the latter is too weak to improve combat effectiveness, and its ground movement speed is not fast. The maximum speed is only 70 kilometers per hour, so it may not be able to escape pursuit.
The black figure was about to pounce forward when he heard a cold voice: "You want to kill someone, have you asked me yet?"
Linghuyin swooped down, his hands slightly emitting a cold light.
The black figure chuckled lightly and allowed Linghuyin to penetrate his chest without any resistance at all.
Linghuyin, however, was not at all pleased. His face was ashen, and the chest of the black figure that was penetrated by him turned into pieces of black cracked skin like pieces of silk. He obviously had some special powers, and his true body was either not there or had escaped.
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Hu Huan was about to fly into the sky when he saw Linghuyin appear and he breathed a sigh of relief. Today was really exciting. First Ling Xiao was kidnapped and then he met this inexplicable killer. He just took office and he felt like
There are not enough thugs at this level.
"Squad leader Linghuyin, thank you for coming here, otherwise Ling Xiao and I might not have survived."
Ling Huyin's face was still not good-looking. The Ling family knew it through the voice, but this killer obviously didn't, and his goal was very vicious, just to kill Hu Huan.
If he hadn't followed him all along, something big would have happened this time.
Linghuyin checked it out, reached out and grabbed the shoulders of Hu Huan and Ling Xiao, and said, "Let's leave first."
As a top level three professional, he can easily leave the Shadow of All Things and does not necessarily need to find a way out.
After leaving the closed area, Linghuyin first sent Hu Huan and Ling Xiao back to the Modern Literature Museum, and told them not to leave again before leaving in a hurry.
He must report what happened today.
Ling Xiao stayed with Hu Huan for a while and then returned to her room. Although she did not live here, the special training class still assigned her a dormitory.
Ling Xiao wanted to use special means to contact her little aunt to confirm what was going on. She could also see that the black figure later had nothing to do with the Ling family, but that another force had taken action.
Hu Huan was left alone. He took a shower first, changed into clean clothes, lay on the bed, and tossed and turned for a while. He couldn't help but recite a spell and entered the mysterious conch.
As soon as Hu Huan sat down on the antique sofa, he felt that his connection with this mysterious conch became even closer.
He tried walking and found that he could move around the entire room without any hindrance.
Hu Huan has always been very curious about other bookshelves. The first bookshelf is full of notes from the Three Saints of Taiping. He believes that the other bookshelves are also filled with extremely precious materials.
Hu Huan opened the "desktop" and was about to open the bookshelf when he saw the Ruyizi placed in drawer D. He reached out his hand by some mistake and grasped the seed.
The Void Fire Ring, which had no moves at all, suddenly burst into colorless flames, rushing up along the Dantian and spreading to both hands.
This strange plant seed that Heqi claimed was cultivated by a wealthy family and could grow anything the owner needed as long as enough spiritual power was input, melted in the palm of Hu Huan's hand in the next second.
The melting of Ruyizi is neither liquid nor gaseous, but a mysterious sensation that directly merges with the colorless flame, causing the virtual fire ring to suddenly expand in a circle.
Hu Huan's eyes were full of disbelief, because Ruyizi not only merged into the Xuming Fire Ring, but was also equivalent to a "key" that opened a certain door that had been closed for thirteen years.
Hu Huan saw himself as a child, playing with a litter of brothers and sisters.
Hu Huan saw himself being caressed by his master's jade hands, all over his body, and poked here and there with his fingers.
Hu Huan saw it and transformed into a handsome young man for the first time.
Hu Huan saw it, and was forced by his master to transform into a simple and honest boy, like a jade master, who could change his appearance seven or eight times a day, and was despised by his master for not being fresh enough... himself.
Hu Huan saw that he had learned the Xuantian Transformation Technique and went to find his master excitedly. However, he saw his master endured waves of thunder disasters and left in a graceful way. He was reluctant to leave and cried bitterly.
Hu Huan saw it and quietly became a fox at home, practicing diligently and never wanting to go out.
Hu Huan also saw himself suffering from various changes in his body due to the changes in the world.
Hu Huan also saw himself in various countries, from ancient China, to the exotic European continent, to the United States, which was full of opportunities and devoured countless lives and money, as well as the ancient African continent and South American countries.
Hu Huan even saw that he was discussing the new method with the elders and rising stars of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers, and he was also comforting his colleagues who were worried because their cultivation had regressed and they could no longer maintain the dignity of practitioners.
Hu Huan also saw that within the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers, due to the regression of their cultivation and the discovery of the Netherworld Technique, the old friends were starting to lose their bottom line and were no longer scrupulous in doing things.
He left sadly, gave up using the Youshen method to extend his life, and just wanted to wait quietly for the end of his life.
Hu Huan also saw the days when the vitality of heaven and earth revived and spiritual power exploded. Although the path of cultivation was restored, the physical body could no longer support it and had to consider reincarnation.
Hu Huan's final gaze was fixed on the young man who wanted to seize the boy who only scored 31 points in mathematics in the high school entrance examination, but was determined to make a lot of money and make a fortune so that workers all over the world could lead a happy life.
That reincarnation failed!
Hu Huan sighed quietly. He now knew that Ruyizi was nothing but a strange plant seed cultivated by a wealthy family. As long as enough spiritual power was input, it could grow anything the owner needed.
That was a back-up move he left behind because he was worried that his reincarnation would fail.
At that time, Hu Huan's situation was already extremely bad due to the failure of his first reincarnation. He had no idea whether he could survive this disaster.
Nor can he know whether he will be reincarnated successfully.
So Hu Huan arranged a lot of things for himself according to his life habits.
Hu Huan stretched out his hand to grab it, and a hammered glass appeared, with his favorite Shaoxing rice wine in his previous life appearing in the cup.
Hu Huan swayed, took a sip, suddenly smiled, and said to himself: "Although there was a small problem that caused my memory to not recover at the scheduled time, fortunately I have the foreshadowing of Ruyizi.
It’s quite satisfactory.”
The originally complicated memory fragments were no longer chaotic but became orderly after Ruyizi opened the door.
He now also knew why he knew that the owner of this mysterious conch was Hu Huan, but he had never considered this issue and even guessed that its owner was the Three Saints of Taiping.
That's all because the reincarnation program he set is too old and slightly imperfect.
Hu Huan is Hu Huan, there is no second Hu Huan in the world.
The old fox who once stood at the pinnacle of a cultivator, commanding wind and rain, experienced seven hundred years of spring and autumn, and was one of the thirteen elders of the Taiping Taibing, has returned completely.
Hu Huan slowly realized, the shackles in his heart were removed one after another, and his eyes became a little bit evil.
He slowly drank up the rice wine from the hammered glass, placed the glass on the oak desk, and softly recited a poem he wrote in his early years: "Thirteen years of clear dreams, seven hundred years of glory!"
"Things are the same and people are not the same, which is good news."
Hu Huan casually patted the oak desk, and a document appeared. He took a look at it and burst out laughing. It was a real estate document for the former site of the Toad Spirit Folklore Research Association in Beiping.
"That place has become a closed area, and after so many years, there should be no way to get it back."
Hu Huan casually threw the documents back into the drawer. He actually didn't care. After all, these old wealth were not worth mentioning to those who practice Buddhism.
Hu Huan casually clicked on the "desktop" and another icon lit up.
The icon quickly expanded and became a circle of colorful rings. In the center of the ring, the pentagon representing the awakened person disappeared and was replaced by a numerical reminder of 100% awakening.
Outside the first circle, two professions have been lit up, namely thugs from the warrior family, and... magicians from the mythical family.
The Void Fire Ring has nothing to do with the warrior family, it is the foundation of the mythical family.
This icon is the periodic table of professions. The periodic table of professions in Hu Huan's hand is too old and many emerging professions do not have it, but it is still the most complete one in the world.
Hu Huan sighed and said to himself: "Old Zhou is right, we should just rest assured about our own basic method."
"Back then, Lao Sun and I exchanged what we had learned throughout our lives. I created the original virtual method and opened up the lineage of the mythical family. He created the magic of physical objects and opened up the system of supernatural powers of heavenly demons and foreign objects."
"Now that the Demon Ling family and the Demon Organization are still there, I just don't know if he is still there."
Hu Huan got up and walked around the small snail cave. The familiar feeling made him feel particularly comfortable. Hu Huan walked to the round table and sat down in his seat. To his great surprise, he sat down
Someone has an extra chair.
On the high-back leather chair is a young woman with cold eyes, short blond hair, and a handmade suit. Although the style is very old-school, it incorporates modern fashion concepts and is definitely expensive.
Zhou Qiusheng didn't move at all, and he didn't know what he was busy with.
The remaining five people were still motionless, their eyes were dull, and they were no longer alive.
Hu Huan now knows who they are, and there is no need to look through notes or letters.
Because they are originally comrades in the same camp and fellow soldiers.
But this new woman appeared, which surprised Hu Huan. He pondered for a while, and then he saw this young woman with short blond hair, her eyes moved slightly, and she began to liven up.
Before getting Ruyizi, Hu Huan had not completely recovered to be himself, or was still a little nervous, but now he was watching with interest as this young woman tried to enter the conference room.
Not everyone can come in here. Only those who hold the tokens of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers can enter the conference room.
Hu Huan remembered this seat. It was not the seat of any of the thirteen Taiping veterans.
The thirteen elders of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers are all founders. They joined early and have high status, but many of them have no actual positions and do not manage the specific affairs of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers.
Those who are really in charge of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers are the Three Taiping Sages, two executive officers who are considered direct descendants of the Three Taiping Sages, and six military commanders who are supported by different elders.
This seat belonged to one of the soldiers. Hu Huan knocked on his head. Before he could remember the identity and name of the soldier, the short-haired lady opposite had already coldly said: "Whose heir are you?"
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Hu Huan was slightly surprised and asked: "Why don't you just decide that I am the heir?"
The young woman with short blond hair tried again to get out of her stiff state. She said calmly: "If no one has logged in to an electronic account for decades, and suddenly someone comes up, do you think it is the original owner?"
Are you back? Or has your account been hacked?"
Hu Huan hesitated and asked: "Electronic account? Are you talking about email? It seems that it has only been around for a few decades."
Email was born in the autumn of 1971. At that time, Hu Huan no longer had the energy to understand new things, and all his energy was focused on reincarnation.
So he really doesn't know much about the recent advances in electronic technology.
ICQ didn't exist until 1996, and OICQ didn't exist until 1999, so electronic accounts at this time must have nothing to do with instant messaging software.
The short-haired woman was slightly surprised and replied: "Do you think those hundreds of years old antiques can know emails?"
"This sentence reveals your identity."
Hu Huan touched his nose and felt that what the other party said made sense. How could an old winter melon know the latest cutting-edge science and technology?
He must be outdated, decrepit, declining, with limited information, and super stubborn!
Hu Huan nodded and said, "You are quite awesome, I admire you very much."
The short-haired lady raised her delicate chin proudly.
This action made Hu Huan have a very funny thought. He secretly thought: "This lady seems to be very easy to treat."
He asked casually: "How about we introduce ourselves."
"I am... the son-in-law of the Demon Ling family. I won't mention my specific name. I want to keep a little bit of personal privacy."
"A lady can also introduce her own information in a hidden way, I don't mind."
The short-haired woman asked: "How do you prove that you are the son-in-law of the Demon Ling family?"
Hu Huan casually threw a blood-sucking vine and said in a low voice: "It's not the Demon Ling family. There are probably not many people in the world who can come up with an unused fetish card."
The short-haired woman agreed with this explanation and whispered: "I believe you are telling the truth. There is no way to fake the Fetish Card of the Demon Ling family, and there is no way for anyone to get it."
"Especially, those who have invested heavily in purchasing the Fetish Card will quickly merge into their own abilities and will not stay at all."
"Your identity is recognized by me."
"I am Elizabeth Amélie Eugenie! You can call me Elizabeth, or Sissi!"
"I inherited my great-grandfather's legacy and founded a small sect, but it is in urgent need of manpower and materials to train professionals."
"If you have anything to trade or any help you can provide, I'm willing to pay an equivalent price."
Hu Huan smiled softly and said: "Elizabeth Amélie Eugenie? This has the same name as a famous beauty in ancient times!"
He recalled in a daze that back then, he seemed to have had an affair with this beautiful princess who left a mark on history. Unfortunately, there was Melanie Laurent by his side at the time, so he was not able to have a romantic relationship with this princess.
, there was further communication, and there was no special friendship.
Although Hu Huan has opened all his memories, he still feels a little uncomfortable and often falls into memories, which is one of the negative effects.
Elizabeth didn't care. Hu Huan was a little rude, but her situation was not as good as he said.
Now the small sect she inherited is being surrounded and suppressed by multiple enemies. Whether it can survive this summer is still unknown.
Elizabeth fled back to the castle left by her great-grandfather to avoid the enemy.
This is better in foreign countries. Houses can be inherited for dozens of generations, unlike the real estate Hu Huan left for himself, which is almost impossible to get back.
Elizabeth found this token while looking through her great-grandfather's belongings, and boarded the ancient conference room with some doubts.
She came here several times but never met anyone. It was not until this time that she met Hu Huan.
Although Elizabeth's words were sharp, in fact, she just didn't want to show weakness to avoid being seen through her dilemma, and it was not to show arrogance.
After a while, Hu Huan came back to his senses and said with a smile: "What can you provide? What do you need me to provide?"
"As long as the price is right, the fetish card is also negotiable."
Elizabeth's eyes suddenly lit up and she whispered: "With ten fetish cards, I will give you a European castle with eight hundred years of style."
Hu Huan smiled, and he casually took out the fetish card sent by Sun You with the letter and placed it on the round table.
"Devil's Palace (Gold Rare)!"
"I'm a little sorry, I don't lack castles."
Elizabeth's pretty face blushed slightly and she whispered: "Damn your son-in-law!"
Hu Huan pretended not to hear it. He was not a son-in-law anyway. It was like someone hitting a toad with a banana. What does this have to do with him being an old fox?
Elizabeth calmed down and asked in a very sincere tone: "I am a second-level top professional. If I am willing to do things for you, how many times can I exchange for a fetish card?"
"Let me declare in advance, this does not include that kind of thing, it is absolutely not allowed..."
Hu Huan looked embarrassed, but he was a serious person.