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Chapter 12 An Identity

Wei Huan stood in front of a group of angry roars, squirting at him with flames, and was stunned and a little dazed.

He brought her to the Demon Realm for the first time and encountered a group of thunderbirds. She was eager to try it, shouting that she wanted to make one to try it.

Wei Huan smiled and walked straight through the flames of the group of angry and terrified thunderbirds, walking for miles, looking around, mountains, woods, grasslands, swamps, and flame lands... still thousands of years ago.

In the distance, a huge, tall, dark city, like a dozing ancient beast.

Wei Huan stopped, narrowed his eyes slightly at the city in the distance, and for a moment, his tone was a little lazy, "Brother Moro, don't be fine."

The clouds and mist above the city in the distance suddenly rolled violently.

Wei Huan held his hands behind his back, staring at the rolling clouds and fog, leisurely and with full vigilance.

An extremely tall and strong, handsome man as a god suddenly appeared ten steps away, looking at Wei Huan with surprise on his face, laughing for a moment, "It's you, I knew you must be safe. In a blink of an eye, I haven't seen you for two or three thousand years."

"After the disaster, Brother Moro's Heavenly Demon City seems even more spectacular." Wei Huan relaxed slightly and pointed to the city in the distance and smiled.

"You are kind to say that the demon world has not been peaceful for the past two thousand years. If something happens to you, you will say that you are dead. The evil spirit in the north has become a kinship with the Shura King again... If you don't talk about this, you're good. Let's meet again. This is a great joy. Let's go and let's have fun."

Moro waved his hand and waved away those worries.

"I'm still alive, Brother Moro knows it. I still haven't finished dealing with anything." Wei Huan walked forward with Moro while talking.

"Well~~Yeah." Moro went from doubt to understanding, "Then go to the back mountain, let's talk well."

"I can't delay too much here. I'm here to find you because I have something to ask for. More than two thousand years ago, a casual cultivator named Yixin went to the Demon Realm to experience his experience. Have you heard of this person?" Wei Huan looked at Moro and asked.

Before Moro could speak, his eyebrows raised first, and Wei Huan also raised his eyebrows, "You?"

"I killed him, and I extracted my soul and refined it into a weapon spirit. Do you know him? Is it useful to find him?"

"Oh." Wei Huan laughed, "It's a little useful, but that's even better. What magic weapon has he made? He has a bad temper."

"It's so hateful. He doesn't deserve any of my magic weapons. He refined a copper bell and hung it at the door of my bedroom as a doorbell." Moro laughed.

Wei Huan laughed, "Brother Moro, you really...it's amazing to hang him at the door of your bedroom. Since that's the case, I'm not polite. Can you lend this doorbell to me for a while?"

"What are you borrowing? If you want to use it, take it away and give it to you." Moro was extremely happy.

"Then I won't go into the city." Wei Huan stretched out his hand to Moro.

"So urgent." Moro was a little surprised, "By the way, you..."

"Let's talk about it later." Wei Huan quickly interrupted Moro's words.

Moro looked at Wei Huan clearly, raised his hand and patted him on his shoulder, "Don't be too anxious." As he said that, he stretched out his hand, and a copper bell with a faint pattern appeared on Moro's hand.

Moro pressed his other hand on the copper bell, and silently recited a few words, signaling Wei Huan. Wei Huan reached out to hold the copper bell, paused for a moment, then put away the copper bell, "Thank you."

"Brothers, what do you want to thank? I'll say the same thing. Don't worry, you have time to speak." Moro was very refreshing and bowed to Wei Huan.

Wei Huan smiled and bowed to Moro and disappeared from the spot.

Outside the Huanmao Building and Wei Huan's slightly large office, Li Lin held his hands behind his back and raised his head, looking at the rows of magnified photos on the wall with great interest.

Qu Ling sat upright behind the huge office, facing the computer, typing the keyboard loudly and urgently, and looked very busy.

The phone on Qu Ling's desk suddenly rang, and Qu Ling grabbed the microphone, "Boss. Yes!"

"Boss, please come in." Qu Ling put down the phone, looked at Li Lin who was slightly tilting his head and smiling at her, said with a stern face, stood up, and pushed open the two opposite doors in half.

"Thank you." Li Lin thanked Qu Ling slightly, and leisurely and a little curious, he entered Wei Huan's office.

Wei Huan was wearing only a white shirt, without a tie, loosened his neckline, and held a high heeled cup with one hand, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, siping wine, and looking out the window.

Li Lin walked about ten steps away from Wei Huan, stood up, looked at Wei Huan, who was emitting a cold air all over, and smiled cautiously and politely: "Hello Mr. Wei, my surname is Li, Li Lin. Mr. Wei, Zhao Minggang reported to Wunuo Mountain, and the head of the sect told me to come and visit Mr. Wei."

"Come and find the bottom." Wei Huan turned his head and looked at Li Lin, turned around, and raised his cup to Li Lin, "Long time no see."

Li Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, but there were no surprises.

According to what Zhao Minggang said, he could avoid the way of heaven and use magical powers in the human world. Such a master of cultivation should have met at least one time, but he could not recognize who Wei Huan was in front of him, which made him feel confused and a slight uneasy.

Li Lin stretched out a hand over Wei Huan and smiled politely: "Forgive me for being a clumsy."

"Yixin." Wei Huan walked to the bar next to him, poured a glass of wine, and handed it to Li Lin.

"Oh." Li Lin took the wine and smiled, "It turned out to be you. I haven't heard from you for a long time, saying that you are in the Demon Realm?"

"Yes." Wei Huan raised his cup to Li Lin.

Li Lin also raised his glass and took a sip of the wine, "The wine is good. I really didn't expect it to be you. Is there something wrong with this trip, or?"

"Cultivation." Wei Huan replied in a very concise manner.

Li Lin said oh and pointed outside the office door, "Zhao Minggang said you have taken over this company for almost a year. I saw the photos on the wall outside, and they were all from the former chairman. Are you not your long-term plan for this practice?"

"I have no plans to practice. I will deal with the company's affairs, that amount of money..."

"You'd better find a way to find a way for the money. I'll help you, and you'll also find someone to help you. Find a capable accounting firm and law firm. Just give it enough money and give it to them. The human world today is very different from before."

Li Lin interrupted Wei Huan and said with a smile.

Wei Huan had no expression on his face, and he said utterly for a moment, "I don't want anyone or something to bother me, you know my temper."

"Yeah." Li Lin was very sure of the word "hmm". "Don't use magical powers in the human world. There are some rules. You should respect them."

"Yes." Wei Huan tilted Li Lin, and after a moment, he nodded.

Li Lin breathed a sigh of relief and put down his cup, "Then I'm leaving, by the way." Li Lin took out a business card from his arms and put it on the table next to him, "This is my identity phone number in the human world."

Li Lin put down his business card and turned around and went out.

Wei Huan raised his hand to summon the business card, looked at the title of doctoral in paleontology on the word Li Lin on the business card, narrowing his eyes slightly, having a name, a surname and identity. What did he do in the human world?

This matter is not urgent, nor is it urgent. He has to deal with what is in front of him first.
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