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Youhu Suisui Thirty-seven, Dragon Apostle

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    Xiao Jianseng pushed open the door, but saw Hu Huan also pushed open the door, both of them were in high spirits, each with a pair of eye-catching dark circles.

    Xiao Jianseng smiled slightly, and Hu Huan also smiled, but the smile was so embarrassing.

    "Let's wash our faces quickly and get ready to go."

    Hu Huan nodded again and again, and it was too late to catch up on sleep, so he could only wash his face and have breakfast.

    Hu Huan and Xiao Jianseng went back to their rooms, washed up, and went to the cafeteria together after trying to refresh themselves.

    Today they are going to take a plane from the military region and go to the capital to participate in training, so there is no training task.

    When the two passed by the playground, Luo Sihai didn't say anything, and their comrades yelled together: "Hu Huan, Xiao Hu, squad leader of No. 7, Lao Xiao, Brother Xiao"

    "Bon trip!"

    "Go early and come back early."

    "Although the capital is beautiful, it is not as good as my hometown."

    "Bah, you're not from the province"

    Hu Huan waved to these soldiers. He was in a very special mood. He was actually a little bit reluctant, but anyway, it was only two months. In fact, it didn’t take long before he could come back. There is really no need to be too sad.

    This is not a secret, but a small difference.

    Linghuyin and a few people from the capital had been waiting in the car for a long time. Seeing them coming out, Linghuyin said lightly: "Get in the car!"

    Xiao Jianseng and Hu Huan got into Linghuyin's jeep, Xiao Jianseng sat in the co-pilot seat consciously, and Hu Huan could only sit in the back row with Linghuyin.

    This time, Linghuyin was not alone when he came down to work. He also brought a small team with him. These people were responsible for Linghuyin's daily life, transportation, and various preparations to assist in the battle.

    The driver was a soldier next to Linghuyin. He looked very shy, but his driving skills were quite good.

    A group of people left the city soon, Xiao Jianseng was slightly taken aback, and asked: "Why don't you go to the airport?"

    Linghuyin replied lightly: "Before leaving, I will go to the closed area on the 17th for the last time. I don't want my mission to go wrong."

    Xiao Jianseng immediately stopped talking.

    Hu Huan felt a little admiration in his heart, and Linghuyin was cold and indifferent, but he didn't expect that he would be so responsible.

    A group of people drove out of the city and stopped at the abandoned family building area. Linghuyin didn't intend to go in. Awakened people and professionals entering the Shadow of Everything would activate the Shadow of Everything, so he just watched outside for a while.

    Hu Huan has been on several missions, knowing the taboo of monitoring the closed area, he did not dare to get too close, squatting next to him, he read the love letter all night yesterday, and now his mind is still a little confused.

    The closed area on the 17th was quite large, and Linghuyin didn't go to inspect it all. He just asked the soldiers stationed there to make sure there was nothing wrong, so he got back into the car and went straight to the airport.

    Before Hu Huan left, he glanced at the closed area on the 17th, and suddenly had a feeling that something was waiting for him inside.

    He immediately suppressed this thought, sat in the car obediently, and didn't want to make any troubles.

    The last time he entered the No. 2 Chemical Plant, he almost got into trouble and learned a lesson.

    Two hours later, the convoy arrived at the military airport. Naturally, someone would drive a few cars back. Linghuyin took his own people, Xiao Jianseng, and Hu Huan, and boarded a Y-8 transport plane.

    This plane is quite old, nearly 20 years old, but it is still in good condition. This thing is different from a car. A 20-year-old car is already a classic car, but 20-year-old planes are all over the sky.  Both are.

    The cabin was loaded with a batch of supplies, leaving only part of the space for Hu Huan and the others.

    It was the first time for Hu Huan to fly on a plane. Although it was a transport plane, he was very excited. He didn't care about the lack of seats, so he could only sit on the ground of the cabin. The only pity was that there was no porthole nearby, so he couldn't look out.

    With the roar of the engine, Hu Huan had never heard such a loud noise in his life. His ears were shaken, and he hurriedly stretched out his hands to cover it.

    Linghuyin and Xiao Jianseng were used to seeing each other. Xiao Jianseng even made a mocking grimace, making fun of Hu Huan for being too immature.

    Hu Huan pressed his ears and didn't dare to respond. It wasn't until the plane shook and started taxiing that he felt better.

    Just as he was about to speak, the plane trembled suddenly and flew into the air. Because the plane was in the air, Hu Huan was tilted at an angle, and flew out in a somersault.

    Thanks to Xiao Jianseng's quick eyesight and quick hands, he caught him and couldn't help but said: "I told you to be careful, why are you still so dazed?"

    Hu Huan was very wronged, where is he?You know, the transport plane is so bumpy?

    After being put down by Jianseng Xiao, he hurriedly grabbed a fixed handle next to him, not daring to take it lightly anymore.

    Soon the transport plane flew into the clouds and resumed its level flight. Although it was still bumpy like a runaway horse, Hu Huan was able to stabilize his body anyway.

    Linghuyin is the old god, and he is not in a hurry. On the transport plane, he is as stable as Mount Tai, sitting like a small Buddha.

    Hu Huan has always been curious about this third-tier master, but he has no chance to get in touch with him, but now he is not in the mood to strike up a conversation.

    Including Xiao Jianseng, everyone kept silent as the plane took off.

    After flying for about an hour and a half, Hu Huan was slightly sleepy. He didn't sleep well yesterday, and today he got up early again, and fell asleep. Although he forced himself to wake up a few times, he gradually couldn't resist the sleepiness.

    Between half-dream and half-awake, Hu Huan suddenly heard a high-pitched dragon chant. He thought he was dreaming, and he didn't pay attention to it at all. But then, his body shook, and he was woken up by Xiao Jianseng.

    On the plane, almost everyone looked solemn.

    Hu Huan wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, and hurried to Linghuyin's side. There was a small porthole here.

    He looked out through the porthole, and among the curling white clouds, a western dragon was soaring, as if mocking them for flying too slowly.

    Hu Huan has never seen this thing before, including in film and television works. There are too few film and television works to watch in this era, and even fewer magic genres. He can only judge this flying lizard from the novels he has read.  Possibly a Western conception of a dragon.

    "How can there be such a thing in the airspace of our country?"

    "Is it an enemy?"

    Hu Huan clenched his fists, and his whole body was a little nervous. After all, they were on the transport plane. Once a fight broke out and they were hit by this monster, everyone might die.

    Xiao Jianseng muttered: "It's a pity, I only know how to land, but I can't fly, otherwise I really have to fight this monster."

    Linghuyin said angrily, "What are you fighting for?"

    "This is Lingse!"

    "Is Lingse the leader?"

    Only then did Xiao Jianseng realize that although the soldiers around Linghuyin were surprised, they were not panicked. Knowing that they had made a mistake, they smiled awkwardly, caught Hu Huan, who was still more disheveled than himself, and explained:  "Senior Colonel Lingse is one of the three masters of our Qianlong Army, a fourth-level professional of the life family - the dragon apostle! ?
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