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Text five, little aunt, please take me with you

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    Hu Huan stretched out his hand and pressed the round table. Although his Tianyanshu is a two-handed sword, he is also the person who founded this method together with the Three Saints of Taiping. It is not a big problem to modify the "meeting room" a little.

    Elizabeth Am¨¦lie Eugenie only felt that her eyes were slightly gray, and there was a huge round table in front of her.

    Hu Huan's "meeting room" has a huge round table with twenty high-back leather chairs, surrounded by tall bookshelves, very grand.

    Elizabeth's "meeting room" only has seven dilapidated chairs. Although they are of the same style as Hu Huan's "meeting room", they are extremely old.

    The one in the best condition, the one made by Elizabeth, needed padding on all three legs, and had a big hole in the back of the chair, which creaked all the time.

    Except for this chair, there is nothing in front of Elizabeth. It is said that the ancestral round table has long been sold by an uncle as an antique, and it is unknown where it is now.

    So when this round table appeared, the short-haired lady who claimed to be a modern independent woman opened her mouth slightly and let out an ah.

    Hu Huan's original image was just a black mass, and it was impossible to tell what was sitting on the chair.

    But when Hu Huan adjusted the meeting room, Elizabeth saw a handsome man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old sitting upright in the gloom.  There is a distant and mysterious temperament, and a trace of cynicism.

    The original virtual method created by Hu Huan is based on the Xuantian transformation technique passed down by the master.

    Now he is not only a thug of the first-order warrior family, but also a magician of the first-order mythical family. It is easy to create a false image.

    The image that Hu Huan showed to Elizabeth was one of his usual images as a veteran of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers and a seven-hundred-year-old monster.

    Hu Huan folded his hands on his chest, smiled softly, and said, "Miss Elizabeth, I can give you a suggestion."

    Elizabeth pretended to be calm and asked, "What suggestion?"

    Hu Huan smiled and said, "Take care of your conference room."

    "It now lacks a supporting round table, and it doesn't even have the most basic remote trading functions."

    "Even if we have any business dealings, do you want to use the human postal system?"

    Elizabeth let out a low cry and asked, "Can it still be traded directly?"

    Hu Huan nodded and said, "Of course!"

    This conference room is the culmination of Tianyanshu. At the beginning, a total of 20 sets were made, and they were in the hands of the thirteen elders, two executive officers, and six captains.

    In addition to Hu Huan, there were six other people staying at the round table, indicating that the "meeting room" in hand of the seven of them was well preserved.

    The rest of the chairs with no figures beside the round table represent that those who own the conference room failed to preserve them well. This set of creations of the heavenly performance technique caused damage to the conference room.

    Elizabeth's meeting room is also quite damaged, and many functions have been lost.

    After Hu Huan made a reminder, he withdrew the Tianyan technique.

    Elizabeth suddenly realized that the round table in front of her disappeared, and she could only see the surrounding chairs, several of which were dark lumps, and even the one representing Hu Huan had lost its vitality.

    Hu Huan has no interest in trading with Elizabeth, and he doesn't need any foreign objects for the time being.

    Even if there is a need, there are a lot of good things stored in Xiaosnail Cave. Hu Huan thinks that you have prepared countless supplies for reincarnation, so you can ask for them without asking.

    Hu Huan left the round table and walked to the last row of bookshelves.  The small snail cave is full of huge bookshelves, there are probably dozens of them, but not all of them visit notes and books.

    The last few rows of bookshelves are full of things that Hu Huan saved in his early years.

    For example, the last row is full of old rice wine, including Jiujiang Fengguan Wine, Shaoxing Zhuangyuan Red, Anhui Ancient Nanfeng, Hebi Yuhe Shuanghuang Each jar has a history of more than 20 years.

    Hu Huan casually picked up a jar of old Wu Gong wine, returned to the oak desk, slapped open the sealant, filled a glass for himself, found a pack of old matches, lit one, and kept it on the table  cigars on.

    At this moment, Hu Huan has the spirit of talking and laughing in front of countless big monsters and true cultivators from all walks of life.

    Elizabeth was just an accident, and Hu Huan didn't care much about the start of the meeting room.

    Except for Zhou Qiusheng, more than half of the old friends from the past are gone, so this conference room is meaningless.

    just as goodPeople who are willing to hang out in a certain forum are because they have enough acquaintances. When the acquaintances gradually leave one by one, they move to blogs, Weibo, and short video self-media.

    ? Even those who stick to it will gradually go up and become less, and gradually they will even forget that they were in the old place where they fought and pointed the country.

    The page opened by daily habits quietly turned into dancing with Miss Sister.

    After drinking a glass of rice wine and smoking half a cigar, Hu Huan put the cigar on the ashtray on the table, let it go out by itself, and exited with a buoyant air¡ªXiaosnail Cave.

    Hu Huan slept well all night.

    When he woke up in the morning, he could smell the aroma of food, and then there was a sound, which sounded in the corridor outside.

    "Mr. Hu Huan?"

    "I'm Ling Xiao's aunt. This child has something to do and left in the morning. She asked me to prepare some breakfast and bring it to you."

    Hu Huan was very surprised. He opened the door and saw three dining cars, and Ling Hu standing outside the door with a smile on his face, as well as Ling Hu who was about to be watched by his classmates. He could only politely say: "So it's little aunt,  Please come in quickly."

    Ling Hu came to deliver breakfast, but it wasn't Ling Xiao's request. Ling Xiao hadn't arrived yet, and she wanted to let the little aunt do this kind of thing. She wanted to get in touch with this magical boy.

    Hu Huan regained his memory, became a dissolute man, and was not polite to Ling Hu. He took the food from the dining car, and began to eat in an elegant and decent manner.

    Ling Hu circled around the room and secretly used fetishism seven times.

    Although Hu Huan noticed it, he deliberately pretended not to see it. Of course, Ling Hu's fetishism failed.

    Although Ling Hu failed, he still smiled and said: "I'm nearby at noon, and I've booked a restaurant. May I invite Mr. Hu Huan to honor me?"

    Hu Huan hesitated for a moment, and replied: "I'm not used to eating with strangers, especially strange women."

    "For lunch, I have to eat in the cafeteria, sorry."

    Ling Hu was very surprised by Hu Huan's refusal. The boy's performance was completely different from what she knew. She smiled decently and said, "I also invited some classmates who are familiar with Xiao Xiao."

    Hu Huan said without hesitation: "Little aunt, please bring me one."</div&gt
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