My Eyes Are Mutated

Since I decided to confuse some people, of course there is no way to cultivate anymore.

Ye Huan came out of the secret room.

To be on the safe side, Ye Huan sucked up the entire single-family villa with the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot.

Ye Huan even went outside the single-family villa and sucked all the way to the outside of the Eastern Han Dynasty Star Residence.

Along the way, Ye Huan saw many figures who were still waiting outside.

Either they are waiting for their sons, or they are waiting for their husbands.

Ye Huan's heart sank suddenly. At this time, those people hadn't come back yet, so it's probably because of the bad luck.

Among those waiting, many were white-haired couples.

Ye Huan wanted to persuade those people to go back, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back.

He didn't know how to speak at all.

Or those old people who have lived for decades actually know very well in their hearts that the hope of their son returning is actually very slim.

The reason why they are still waiting is just for the hope in their hearts that is still holding on.

After all, the death notices, which symbolize the deaths of their son and husband, haven't been given, so anything is possible, isn't it?

Ye Huan couldn't bear to break their last glimmer of hope.

That kind of hope that lasts one more day is one day.

Ye Huan hurried back to the single-family villa, he really couldn't face the people who were waiting to return.

...

night.

Without training, Ye Huan really slept well.

But some people can't sleep.

...

The Holy Land of the Demon Tiger Clan.

Hu Datian woke up from his wounds, and after a day passed, he still hadn't seen the person he was looking forward to seeing.

Hu Datian's eyes are faint,

Perform the arcane method as usual to sense the location of the holy relic.

Whether it was in East Hancheng or was taken to other places by Huchen.

The operation of the secret method affected his injuries, but Hu Datian ignored it.

No matter what the price is, the relic must be obtained.

Sensing a hollow piece, the holy relic disappeared.

Hu Datian's pair of tiger eyes were full of confusion, what happened, how could the holy relic disappear in the induction.

Could it be that Hu Chen ran away with the holy relic?

Hu Datian had murderous intent in his eyes, looking for death.

Hu Datian pushed the secret technique to the limit.

Hu Datian's tiger face was flushed with a large flush, puff, puff, and three mouthfuls of dark blood spurted out in a row.

The ultimate urging secret technique affected Hu Datian's injuries, and even made Hu Datian's injuries even worse.

But Hu Datian didn't care about that at all.

Sacred things must not be lost.

There was still an empty piece in the induction, and there was no trace of the sacred object.

impossible.

Hu Datian's face was gloomy, even if Hu Chen ran away with the holy relic, he would never run out of his sensing range in a day.

The sacred object should still be in Donghan City, and there should be something blocking the induction of the secret method to the sacred object.

"Come to the Demon Tiger Palace."

Hu Datian took out the sound transmission and said that he was transmitting the sound to the patriarch of the demon tiger clan, and he must find out as soon as possible what happened to Hu Chen and the others in the East Han City City Lord's Mansion.

"Big elder."

Soon a tiger-headed, burly middle-aged man came to the ninth floor of the Demon Tiger Hall, respectfully facing the Tiger Heavenly Dao.

"Hu San, send someone to sneak into East Seoul, I want to know the lives of Hu Chen and their lives and what happened in East Seoul."

Hu Datian glanced at Hu Sandao.

"Elder, we have suffered heavy losses in this war. The war has just passed, and Donghan City must be heavily guarded at this time. Sending clansmen over at this time will probably kill a lot of clansmen."

Hu San looked at Hu Da Tiandao.

"I didn't understand what I said, I want to know the life and death of Hu Chen and the others and what happened."

Hu Datian walked to Hu San, taller than the burly Hu San, overlooking Hu San.

"Elder, I want to know why you launched this war to cover up Huchen and their entry into East Hancheng."

Hu San looked at Hu Datian without fear. He was the patriarch of the Demon Tiger Clan, and he had to think about his people.

The people in Hu Chen are elites, and he doesn't know what the Great Elder sent those people into East Han City to do, but since they haven't come back at this time, then Hu Chen and the others must be more fortunate.

For the sake of Hu Chen and others, who are likely to have died, he sent his clan to take risks in Donghan City. Hu San thought it was unnecessary.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't know, you'll know when you become the Great Elder of the Demon Tiger Clan."

Hu Datian looked at Hu San with cold eyes.

"Yes, Great Elder, I will arrange for someone to enter Donghan City to investigate, and I will also show the tribe that this is your order, Great Elder."

After Hu San finished speaking, he bowed to Hu Datian and strode away from the Demon Tiger Hall.

The clansmen were originally dissatisfied with this defeat, but at this time the elders still insisted on going their own way, I really don't know what they were thinking.

Hu Datian looked at the back of Hu San leaving, his eyes widened, and it seemed that many of the clan members were very dissatisfied with him.

Hu Datian doesn't care about this at all. As long as he can get the sacred object, even if those people are dissatisfied with him, what can he do? With the help of the sacred object to break through to the stardust realm, the position of the big elder of the Yaohu clan is still the same. No one can shake him.

...

Early the next morning, Ye Huan was informed by the head of the palace that the post-war commendation and pension conference in East Hancheng would be held today, so Ye Huan should prepare it.

East Seoul still invited Lan Ling and Wang Xiaolan, two alchemists.

The two refused.

...

At eight o'clock on December 20, 359, the starry sky calendar, the square in front of the East Hancheng City Lord's Mansion was solemn.

The post-war commendation and pension conference was held in the square.

Teams of soldiers on the square were uniformly dressed in black and lined up neatly.

In addition to the soldiers, there were also the ranks of retired soldiers and free warriors, all of whom spontaneously wore solemn black clothes.

In addition to soldiers and free warriors, there were also many city citizens who came to watch the ceremony in front of the square.

Those people also spontaneously wore black.

At first glance, it was all solemn black, and Ye Huan was deeply shocked when he arrived.

At eight o'clock, the city owner Dong Yangtian and Wang Fuchang walked to the square with solemn expressions.

"Three days ago, a war broke out in East Hancheng. With your heroic resistance, we won, but some heroes left us. We lost a total of 112,500 comrades in arms. The heroes of the city who defended this city with their blood, let us remember these heroes."

Dongyangtian looked solemn, and after speaking, he began to observe a moment of silence. The soldiers, warriors, and the city people who came to watch the ceremony all bowed their heads in silence.

112,500 people.

Just like that, 112,500 fresh lives were lost.

Ye Huan, who bowed his head in silence, suddenly trembled in his heart. War would kill people. Ye Huan was already mentally prepared for this, but Ye Huan did not expect that so many people would die in a short war.

Ye Huan couldn't help thinking of his guess that this war might have been promoted by someone secretly, the purpose was to kill him.

At this moment, Ye Huan's heart was full of murderous intent. If the guess is true, the person who planned all this behind the scenes is really damn!

This is a city.

Donghancheng is victorious. If Donghancheng is defeated, more people will die.

How can the man behind the scenes get his hands on it?

If all this speculation is true, no matter who is behind the scenes, I will kill you.

Strong murderous intent filled his chest, Ye Huan made up his mind.

(Ask for a monthly ticket, a recommended ticket.)