Hu Huan got Hexel's room number and boarded the elevator grandly. At the same time, he did not forget to switch the fetish card in his body to the air-eating insect swarm and shell 28.

When Hu Huan stepped out of the elevator, what he was thinking about was not what was about to happen, but he thought to himself with some regret: "I should prepare a few more sets of fetish cards, these few are really not enough.

"Where did I hide all the fetish cards for reincarnation?"

"It's...what kind of island."

Hu Huan understands well that you can't put all your eggs in one basket, so he has arranged many backup moves for himself, lest one of his backup moves fails and the entire army is wiped out.

He also created a lot of fetish cards back then. Even though he was limited to his cultivation level, the highest-grade fetish cards he produced were only Super Rare.

The statistics and abilities of those SR cards are much more powerful than those in Hu Huan's hand, and even with the right combination, they are enough to challenge the fourth level.

In addition to the fetish cards he made, Hu Huan also remembered that Sunyou, the demon, gave him two Superior Super Rare cards.

The foundation of the magic of physical objects is the magic technique of the demon Sun You, so in terms of attainments in the magical arts of objects, Sun You is better than Hu Huan.

These two SSR cards are also placed on a mysterious overseas desert island. They are treasures reserved by Hu Huan for himself.

Hu Huan majored in Yuanxu Dharma back then, so he had no need for the Feishen Card, nor did he need strong combat power. For her husband, Fox, his wisdom was enough to dominate the world.

But in this life, he suddenly felt that it would be good to have a few fetish cards by his side.

Hu Huan followed the house number and arrived at Hexel's room. He didn't knock on the door, and he knew that he couldn't knock the door because the original owner was not there.

Hu Huan used a little skill to break the door tongue and quietly stepped into the room.

Hexel's room is a suite, otherwise there would be no room to put such a big bronze box.

At first glance, Hu Huan saw the mechanical goddess placed vertically, which looked like a life-size figure, so beautiful.

The clothes she wore were from well-known luxury brands. It was obvious that the Mechanicus did not give these things to Zhou Qiusheng for farm work.

Hu Huan moved her back to the bronze box next to it and put it into Xiaowodongtian first.

Zhou Qiusheng was on his way to the airport. He was enthusiastically trying to connect to the Mechanical Goddess again, but found that he could only scan infrared, and the optical instrument could not receive images. He couldn't help but shout: "Has Hu Sheng discovered it? Or

What good thing is he doing, using the mechanical goddess as a clothes hanger?"

"It's broad daylight over there now, and he's acting so recklessly?"

"What a pity, the Golden Bird of the Red Sun Group..."

With a smile on his face, Zhou Qiusheng took a glass of rice wine and drank it while looking forward to meeting his old friends.

Hu Huan packed up his things, thought about it, and walked around the room again. Hexel's clothes, purses, shoes, various cosmetics, and some cash, including RMB and US dollars, were not of interest to him, but he was interested.

A pistol and two silver daggers were found in the room.

What's rare is that these three weapons are all spiritual objects.

Hu Huan thought that he should get some souvenirs, so he picked up a piece of short red cloth that was very elastic and had a strange look, wrapped the two daggers around them, and threw them into the small snail cave.

As for the pistol, he studied it and planned to give it to the seventh squad leader as a souvenir.

This was the second time that Hu Huan saw a firearm-like spiritual object, and he was slightly surprised. This kind of spiritual object appeared quite frequently.

Hu Huan didn't know that some ancient transnational organizations were particularly fond of mass-manufacturing spiritual weapons. They would send large quantities of firearms into closed areas, waiting to be corroded by the Shadow of All Things.

Even the Hidden Dragon Army has made similar attempts, but because it has only been established for a short period of time, it has not produced much yet.

Currently, there are more than a hundred spiritual firearms in the world, which are collectively called spiritual firearms, and there is even a ranking list.

Shell 28 is ranked in the 90s, and Hexel's Night Knight is ranked 54, which is much higher than Shell 28.

Ten minutes later, Hu Huan quietly left the room and closed the door thoughtfully. As for the messy things inside, the old fox thought to himself that he was not a waiter, so he simply didn't clean them up.

In fact, he did it on purpose. After all, he had taken everything, and there would definitely be traces left behind, so he should take it as a warning to Hexel not to take things he shouldn't take in the future.

Hu Huan's behavior has already regained the style of the past.

When he did this, he never thought that he was no longer one of the thirteen elders of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers who was a maverick and famous among all the monks in the world more than a hundred years ago.

Hu Huan...this name has expired long ago.

As soon as Hu Huan left the room, he ran into a man wearing an elegant handmade suit. The moment he saw Hu Huan, his expression changed from angry to surprised, and finally turned into panic, and he shouted: "Why are you here?"

Hu Huan replied: "Have you eaten?"

The exchanges between the two were very common, but their moods were not calm.

The man wearing an elegant handmade suit changed his mood at least three times in an instant.

The first time, he was surprised when someone came out of Hexel's room, and it was a man.

The second time, he was horrified. This person was actually Hu Huan, and he thought he was surrounded by the Qianlong Army.

The third time, he wanted to know how the other party found him.

There were other miscellaneous little thoughts, which this man couldn't take care of.

Hu Huan was surprised that he knew this guy well and had a grudge against him.

Back in the closed area of ​​the Toad Spirit Folklore Research Association in Beiping City, three people from the Ling family kidnapped Ling Xiao, and the black figure who finally appeared to kill him was the man in front of him wearing an elegant handmade suit.

Hu Huan's second thought was...

"Damn it, I can't beat him."

Although this man retreated immediately when faced with Linghuyin, he was still able to prove his strength.

Hu Huan had no awakened memory at that time, so although he relied on his fighting instinct to escape the opponent's poisonous hands, he was completely at a disadvantage.

Hu Huan moved his feet slightly, as if he was about to shoot. The man in the elegant handmade suit swayed, and a black figure appeared.

This black figure is extremely fast, faster than Hu Huan who has controlled the swarm of air-eating insects.

In that battle, he relied on his extremely fast speed to plot against Hu Huan and then escaped under Ling Huyin's hands.

If Hu Huan was still an ordinary young man, he would only think that this person was really difficult and terrifying, but now that he has recovered his memory, he can immediately find out the opponent's weaknesses.

Hu Huan thought to himself: "I am just a first-level thug. I can block the black shadow's blow by manipulating my muscles. Although this guy is fast, his attack power is not worth mentioning."

"At this point, design a little trap and give him some pain."

Hu Huan had already quietly switched Shell 28 and replaced it with flying scales. Whether they were air-eating insect swarms or flying scales, they all had one thing in common, which was that they contained highly toxic spiritual power.

Among the air-eating insects, Hu Huan used the mutated one. The spiritual power of the red blood poison mutated and became more toxic. The flying scales were golden and extremely toxic.

Hu Huan activated his control muscles and deliberately revealed a flaw in his chest. The black figure almost without thinking, without any hesitation, grabbed the young man's chest with his claws.

Hu Huan's chest was full of blood and flesh, with deep wounds, but his opponent was not having a hard time either. There was a hint of light gold all over his body, which was caused by the poisonous spiritual power of Jincai. Then there was a hint of dark red, which was mutation.

of red blood poison.

Two layers of poisonous spiritual power exploded, and the aura of the black figure suddenly faded.

The man in the elegant handmade suit was horrified and hurriedly dispersed the black figures. When the black figures turned into pieces of ashes, Hu Huan had already replaced the blood-sucking vine, got to the next floor, then changed to the elevator, and walked away calmly.

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The two fought against each other for the second time. Although Hu Huan was still defeated by his opponent. He was still a first-level thug, but the opponent might be a third-level master with the ability to control black figures. However, compared with the first battle,

The situation is reversed.

Hu Huan relied on seven hundred years of wisdom to play with the other party and leave at will, with ease and ease.

The man in the suit punched the wall with a manly punch, but then he felt a little scared.

"Last time I met this kid, he was still a lamb that could be slaughtered. Why has he become so powerful this time? Although his combat power has not been improved very much, his cunning fighting wisdom and weird methods are all

Where did it come from?"

"I heard that the Stark Group also wanted to kill him, but they killed an entire team because of him."

"If in a few years, he grows up and already knows my identity, will he..."

Thinking of this, the man in the suit suddenly shuddered.

Hu Huan left the hotel in a good mood. Although he still knew the location of Hexel and the effect of the "Crazy Disco" spell, which lasted longer than expected, the young man had no intention of "encountering" him by chance.

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Although the man in the suit is also a third-level man with strange abilities, he is obviously more similar to an assassin. The black figure appears and appears strangely, and his speed is extremely fast. He can assassinate people unawares.

But in a head-on battle, he had great weaknesses, so he was plotted against Hu Huan.

Of course, because the black figure of the man in the suit is just a special existence separated from the main body, even if the two poisonous spiritual powers are effective, they cannot affect the man in the suit himself, so Hu Huan defeated his opponent and left calmly.

.

If you want to kill someone, just wait for him to advance again and kill safely, there is no rush.

But Hexel is different. This guy is a professional from the life family. The biggest advantage of this professional family is that he is thick-skinned and has fierce fighting power. He is a standard hand-to-hand fighter.

The life family, the giant family and the warrior family are all melee-type professions. However, the warrior family is not as physically strong as these two families, and its abilities are also weak. It only has the advantage of controlling weapons. Among the three major melee-type professions,

Here, sitting in the last seat is the most discriminated against.

Hu Huan thought to himself: "I am still young now. When I grow up, I will take your lives one by one."

He still had Yan Lingse's ban on him, and he didn't want to be too ostentatious, so he performed a ground technique and went back to the Modern Literature Museum.

About half an hour later, the man in the suit tried his best to contact Hexel, and Hexel also rushed back. When she saw her room, it was like seven or eight strong men driving past the ladder. Not only had she snatched it yesterday
To be continued...