"The word?"

Huo Huan helped the bookworm girl perfect, her little caution, she wanted to deceive the world of the academy, how could it be so easy, he Huo Huan would never be easy to deceive.

"What?"

The bookworm girl was slightly stunned, she finally said this sentence, but in exchange for this reply, Huo Yun at least replied, whether she liked her or not!

Mr. Twelve, I like you...... of words.

The bookworm girl is so angry, how to confess well, she was made by Huo Yun to like his words, the bookworm girl's cheeks were crimson, at first because of shyness, and now because of anger.

"Shanshan, what else do you want to write?"

Huo Yun has already seen through everything, don't think about the routine My expression, the bookworm girl's little routine, how could he deceive Mr. Twelve in the academy, but why was he a little excited.

At least the bookworm liked his words, and he had a bad attitude towards him before, because he felt irrelevant? This is very Mo Shanshan, isn't she this kind of character?

Unlike, is an indifferent life, only cares about the people and flowers she cares about, and other people's lives are as humble as grass mustard, and they die when they die, and they can't afford to be shocked.

The character of the bookworm is also very cold, but the heart is very hot, and he will regret and feel sad when he sees life passing, and he lives with flesh and blood, which Huo Yu admires very much about the bookworm girl.

"Moshan Mountain."

The bookworm girl took a deep breath, calmed down the resentment in her heart, stood in front of the desk and did not move, did not hand the pen to Huo Huan, but waited for something.

"Write your name."

"Well, you taught me to write."

This is the trick of the senior sister to teach the bookworm girl, let Huo Yun teach the bookworm girl to write, and she is sure to have intimate contact, and the senior sister is heartbroken for their mountain master.

"Okay."

Huo Yun paused for two seconds, and found that the bookworm girl had no intention of getting out of the way, since she liked Huo Yun's words, then meet her last request and thank the bookworm girl for her hospitality.

The bookworm girl held a brush, and Huo Yun gently held her hand, soft as if there were no bones, and it was comfortable to pinch softly.

"Shanshan, you carefully feel every stroke of mine, as well as the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth."

After settling down, Huo Yun drove the bookworm girl to drop the ink, one horizontal and one vertical wanton and chic, all rich in supreme symbols, and natural.

The bookworm girl and Huo Yun stuck together, her heartbeat accelerated, she seemed to be able to hear Huo Yun's heartbeat quite fast, and Mr. Twelve was not as calm as he appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the bookworm girl and Huo Huan merged into the world together, and the distribution of the vitality of heaven and earth suddenly became extremely clear, and each stroke of their pen would drive the circulation of vitality.

Is this the rune that Mr. Twelve has comprehended? With a gesture, it can resonate with the vitality of heaven and earth, and even have a sense of blazing heat, flowing with the tip of her pen.

The bookworm girl is a genius of the rune, from Huo Yun's rune, you can feel a deeper level of rune, Huo Yun's teaching method, can make her understand the true meaning of the rune.

For the first time, the bookworm girl knew that there were still people who could comprehend the control of the vitality of heaven and earth, and I am afraid that only the second floor of the academy had such a means.

"Every horizontal, skimming, and pinching all resonate with the vitality of heaven and earth, and the runes are formed in this way."

"You feel it carefully, this feeling of manipulating mental power and resonating with the vitality of heaven and earth."

“......”

Huo Yu knew that the bookworm girl was a genius, and she could already draw half of the indefinite talismans, although the indefinite talisman was not a powerful rune, but it was also among the best in the runes, but it couldn't be compared with his fire character and Yan Se's well character.

Even Master Yan Se, when he taught Ning Que Fu Dao, he couldn't portray a template for him and let Ning Que draw a scoop with a gourd, because he didn't have such a strong soul power.

Huo Yun is an alchemist, and his own soul power is very strong, so he can drive the bookworm girl to comprehend the fire character and give her an extraordinary understanding, but Huo Yun's soul power consumption is also obvious.

"Hmph."

Huo Yun freed his left hand and pressed it gently, and Ning Que, who was playing with the spinning swing in the air, fell down in an instant, smashing out a huge snow pit.

"Ning Que, go and dispose of the cats and dogs."

A sound entered Ning Que's ears, Ning Que got up and shook a few times, as if he couldn't stop, his stomach was churning wildly, and he had the urge to vomit.

After receiving Huo Huan's transmission, Ning Que hurriedly searched around, and soon found the person who provoked the trouble, who was still a monk, and the second senior brother said that the bald donkey should die.

Zhihua clashed with the Lynx Girl and the Moon Wheel Monk, and is currently at a disadvantage, the Lynx Girl was repulsed, and the Moon Wheel Monk did not spare and seriously injured the Lynx Girl, without any compassion.

"Huh."

Ning Que pulled out the Pu knife, rushed up with an arrow step, and cut the tin staff of the Yuelun monk with one sword, and skillfully exerted force on his feet, and the speed was a few points faster, and the Pu knife was already on the neck of the Yuelun monk.

When he left the mountain behind the academy, in addition to giving him food, Chen Pipi also taught him a few skills, which could make his speed skyrocket, which could be regarded as using his mental power to urge skill.

With Ning Que's current strength, he can only use it once in a short period of time, as for why he didn't use it for Huo Yun, of course, it was useless.

Chen Pipi's 3,000 thunder movements were still learned from Huo Huan, he learned from Chen Pipi, could he have done Huo Huan? What are you kidding, the second senior brother can't do Huo Yun.

"You sneak attack."

The monk of the moon wheel was extremely angry, if Ning Que fought with him openly, he was confident that he would not be easily defeated, and the monks of the White Pagoda Temple of the Moon Wheel Country would be defeated by the unknown.

"If I stab, you die."

"No matter what kind of move, as long as it can kill the enemy, it is a good knife technique."

"Gross...."

It's okay that Ning Que didn't speak, but he was sick to his stomach as soon as he spoke, and now he couldn't help it, Ning Que grabbed the clothes of the moon wheel monk, and the acid water was about to be spit out.

All the filthy things, in order not to pollute the surrounding environment of the camp of the ink pond garden, Ning Que spit all into the clothes of the Yuelun monk, and the Pu knife was on the neck of the Yuelun monk, and he did not dare to act rashly.

"Hey, that's ......"

Tmall screamed, and felt the rich taste from a distance, and Zhihua covered Tmall Girl's mouth without letting her roar.

"Who the hell are you, do you dare to report your name?"

The monk of the moon wheel was furious, after all, he still didn't dare to move, it was better to die than to live, and he had to go back to tell Aunt Yuelun Guoqu Ni to teach this group of people who didn't know the height of the sky.

"If you don't accept it, then I'll cut it down."

"I'll take it, I'll take it."

The moon wheel monk saw that Ning was lacking a pressure knife, how could he care about any face, and hurriedly called convinced, did he dare not be convinced? If you don't accept it, you have to die, and only when you go back alive can you have a chance to take revenge.

"Can you tell me your name, I want to know who will lose."

"I don't even know me, I'm a disciple of the academy, Zhong Dajun."

Ning Que immediately opened a trumpet, and Zhi Zhihua called Senior Brother Zhong very cooperatively, the Yuelun monk knew that Zhong Dajun, Zhong Dajun of Qinghe County, had a great relationship with the royal family of the Tang Kingdom.

His little monk of Baita Temple really couldn't afford to offend Zhong Dajun, so he could only swallow this breath and leave the camp of Mochi Garden.