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Youhu Suisui Thirty-six, Huan

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    Hu Huan looked at Xiao Jianseng who was playing more and more happily, yawned, and said, "Brother Xiao, keep playing, I'll go to your room to sleep for a while."

    Xiao Jianseng waved his hand, did not speak, and continued to fight in the game world.

    Hu Huanting pushed open the door and went to the next door. Xiao Jianseng also chose the fifth floor. The dormitory was next to Hu Huan. Hu Huan's number was 508 and he was 509.

    The things in the dormitory are all standardized and have been prepared a long time ago. There is no difference from Hu Huan's room except that it is a little smaller.

    Hu Huan fell headlong on the bed. He didn't expect that Xiao Jianseng's addiction to playing games was even greater than his. After playing with Xiao Jianseng for several hours, he was exhausted.

    Not really physically exhausted, but mentally¡ªphysically exhausted!

    Anyway, this is the first time for Hu Huan, and he feels tired of playing games.

    It's not that the game is not fun, it's just that the game is too involved, and the energy can't keep up with the consumption.

    Perhaps the excitement was a bit too much. Although he was sleepy and fell on the bed, Hu Huan couldn't fall asleep for a while. He tossed and turned for a while, couldn't help chanting a spell, and just disappeared on the bed.

    When he sat on the antique sofa again, he refreshed his mind slightly, stroked the table, and did not touch the four cards on the oak desk.

    Hu Huan looked at the desk in front of him, and suddenly felt a little strange. He had come in more than once. Although there were various reasons, including being attracted by the huge bookshelf on the opposite side, there was only one time when he wanted to open the drawer.

    This matter is not quite normal.

    "Why did I never think about opening all the drawers when I came in the first few times?"

    "At that time, I couldn't stay too far away from the desk, but I didn't think about searching the desk in front of me. What's the reason?"

    Countless thoughts popped up in Hu Huan's mind, but he couldn't help reaching out to a drawer.

    This oak desk, on the side facing the owner, has two drawers, one of which contains a black wooden box inlaid with silver threads, and now there are twenty-seven more gas-eating insect cards.

    There are two rows of drawers on both sides, and each side has ten drawers. This desk is the most old-fashioned design, which is different from the executive desks and boss desks that are popular in the West.

    Hu Huan pulled lightly, and one of the two drawers facing the owner was opened.  To Hu Huan's disappointment, there was no treasure inside, but it was filled with dense letters.

    In the entire drawer, there are about one or two hundred letters, which are neatly stacked and very regular.

    Hu Huan casually flipped through the letters. These letters were divided into two parts, one part came from many people, and the other part came from a single person. From the signature to the handwriting, it showed that the owner of this batch of letters was a woman.

    Hu Huan opened one casually. This letter is very short, only one page.

    It begins with¡ª¡ª

    Dear Huan:

    I listened to your suggestion, combined with the classical meditation technique, tried to condense the crown of snake devil successfully, and it is a big step forward to create a brand new spell system.

    If one day, I can restore the glory of the classical magic sect, I must have half of the credit.

    Recently, I obtained a Time Vapor, planning to build a magic academy away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

    Huan, I need your help, I long for you to come to my side, touch my body, kiss my lips

    The next large paragraph of nasty and indescribable words showed that this was a love letter, and the party who wrote the love letter was also a female magician.

    At the end of this letter, it was Melanie Rolland.

    Moreover, the inscription is in French and Chinese, and each signed their names. Of course, this letter is written in Chinese characters, otherwise Hu Huan would not be able to understand it at all with his level of education.

    He is not a genius who is proficient in several languages.

    "This joy"

    "It's pretty scumbag!"

    "He obviously deceived this French magician girl."

    Hu Huan grumbled, put the letter back in the drawer, and changed another one. This letter is still Melanie Laurent

    There are still endless lingering inside, only a few lines of keywords, which caught Hu Huan's attention.

    At the end of the letter, the female magician said earnestly: "I don't know why you trust that person, but the fetishism he created has great flaws. You must not indulge in it."

    "If you are willing, I can teach you all the classical magic. With the wisdom of the two of you and me, I will definitely be able to revitalize the classical magic and become the world's largest magic power."?The most dazzling existence, standing at the apex of all power.  "

    This time, the signature at the end of the letter is Little Roland who loves you, and left a fragrant red lip print. Although I don't know how many years have passed, there is still a faint fragrance on the letter.

    Hu Huan was like reading a novel with a great start written by an amphibian who is known as the top of unfinished online literature, and he just read a letter, and the more he read it, the more he enjoyed it.

    It's just that the more he looked at the back, the more frightened Hu Huan became. This lady named Melanie Roland is not a gentle lamb. According to the information revealed in the letter, she is in charge of the wind and rain in Europe, and her power is almost incredible.

    The magic academy built by himself has produced many capable people, and even fought against the secret organization in his memory fragments in full swing, turning the world upside down.

    Regarding this lady's letter, the last one was in January 1978, and there were only two short lines in it.

    "farewell!"

    "joyous."

    The signature is still in Chinese and French, the Chinese uses the little rose that longs for your hug, and the French

    All right!

    Hu Huan didn't know French, so he didn't know what the string of letters meant.

    Although he only read letters from the woman, he seemed to have experienced the ups and downs of a relationship between two lovers who love but can't be together.

    Although that Huan seemed a bit "abnormal scum", as an audience, he still held the idea that maybe the two could be together in the end.

    ? Of course, reading the last letter is like reading a certain amphibian who is known as the top of unfinished online literature, and then unfinished a novel with a wonderful beginning.

    "If there is a chance, I will go to France, visit this lady, and return these letters to her."

    "never mind!"

    "Going abroad these days is not something people from my family can handle."

    Hu Huan was a little disappointed. In fact, he had a not-so-good guess, that is, the lady had probably passed away.

    As a boy who is not very meticulous, Hu Huan unexpectedly did not realize that this lady's letters began in 1719 and wrote her last letter in 1978, spanning a full 259 years.

    Putting down the stack of letters, Hu Huan suddenly felt bad. He has been here for several hours, and it might be dawn by now.
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