"Thousand Umbrellas?"

The bookworm girl thought it was a spear, but now that the "Horse Thief Leader" used it to shoot telekinesis cannons, she didn't naively think that it would be an umbrella.

Ning Que suddenly told her that this thing turned out to be an umbrella, what kind of strange weapon was this, and she had never seen any relevant records in the classics of Ink Pond Garden.

"Mr. Fourteen, you said that strange weapon is the same as Mr. Twelve's oil-paper umbrella?"

The bookworm girl has seen Huo Yun's oil-paper umbrella, which seems to rot when touched, but it feels very solid to the touch, and even has strong toughness, and it is not very difficult to cut the skin of the human body.

"Yes, this Thousand Machine Umbrella is also the property of the Twelve Senior Brothers, and it can be transformed into a variety of forms."

"The thousand machine guns and the thousand machine guns you just saw are two of them."

"The twelfth senior brother was kidnapped by the horse thieves before, and this will become the leader of the horse thieves instead, and all those horse thieves will be subdued."

Ning Que is envious of such strength, if he can cultivate since he was a child, can he be as powerful as Huo Huan, he will not be overwhelmed by hundreds of horse thieves.

"Mr. Twelve!"

The bookworm girl was too far away, even if she was blessed by telekinesis, she could only see Huo Yun's vague figure, and the form of the Qianji umbrella was still described by Ning Que for her.

In the past, the bookworm girl was only obsessed with books, and she didn't care much about her eyes, and even practiced writing blindfolded in advance, and she was ready to be invisible, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that it was a very happy and luxurious thing to be able to see clearly.

Mr. Twelve's disguise is a horse thief, but he still can't hide his temperament, how high Mr. Twelve's hat is, how straight Mr. Twelve's waist is.

"Lord Moshan, the twelve senior brothers of my family are good, their family background is innocent, there is no one they like so far, they are handsome, they treat people very gently, but occasionally they have a little black belly."

"He is the only person behind our academy who can help us fight against the evil forces."

The evil force that Ning Que said is naturally the second gentleman Jun Mo, who usually has a stinky face, he likes to pit his junior brother, and he also likes to train his junior brother, before he came to the wasteland to practice, he had suffered a lot.

"Black-bellied?"

The bookworm girl listened very carefully to what Ning Que said about Huo Huan, she could understand every word, but what did it mean to be black, it had never heard this word, it didn't sound like a good word.

"It's a secret yin person, the twelfth senior brother quietly helped Chen Pipi to give the second senior brother a war letter, Chen Pipi said that he fought with the second senior brother for three days and three nights, and finally lost the battle."

"I'll tell you secretly, I don't believe a word of what the dead fat man said, he probably won't be able to hold up a single move in the hands of the second senior brother."

Ning Que secretly exposed Chen Pipi's old background, and in order to maintain his image as a genius, Chen Pipi made up stories for Ning Que in a colorful way, and Ning Que laughed.

When Chen Pipi got started, he didn't survive a single move in the hands of the twelfth senior brother, don't think that after a few years of entry, he will be able to fight with the second senior brother, he is not the twelfth senior brother, Chen Pipi can fight with Jun Mo, how can his status be so low.

The mountain behind the academy is not limited by ranking, only Huo Yun is alone, even Jun Mo does not provoke him easily, no matter how bad Chen Pipi blows, it is a fact that he has not even killed anyone.

"From Mr. Fourteen's mouth, I know many different second-story disciples."

The bookworm girl listened with relish, but her eyes kept staring at Huo Huan, the situation had been reversed, the Xiling cavalry that Huo Huan beat was scattered in all directions, and the horse thieves chased the Xiling cavalry to the death.

Under Huo Yun's telekinetic cannon, even if they did not die directly, the Xiling cavalry had to be injured, and they watched the horse thieves chase murderously and chose to retreat strategically temporarily.

"Stand down."

Huo Yun rode his horse and turned around, and pointed at the other horse thieves who had not been suited with a thousand machine cannons, and the horse thieves were shocked, and immediately rode to Huo Huan, willing to submit to Huo Huan.

There are also some horse thieves who recognize that Huo Yun is not the previous leader, but under the absolute strength, they still choose to obey, instead of being killed by random artillery like the Xiling cavalry.

"Chief, he's that cultivator."

The leader of the horse thieves pointed at Lin Ling, Lin Ling looked at the rebellious horse thief, and held the Tang knife in his hand tightly, in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks were in vain.

"Who are you?"

Lin Ling's face turned dark, the leader of the horse thieves who conspired with him did not know whether he was alive or dead, hundreds of horse thieves saw the wind and the rudder, he was now alone against Huo Huan, it was impossible to say that he was not weak-hearted.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

"The important thing is that I promised someone that I would help him kill Xiahou's lieutenant general, Lin Ling."

Huo Yun looked at Lin Ling coldly, this person was not a Tang man, but a spy in Xiling, who was sent to Xiahou's side to monitor Xiahou's every move every day.

It is as disgraceful as the apprentice of the national teacher Li Qingshan, the one named He Mingchi, since he is from Xiling, there is no need to keep it.

"You know me?"

"I am General Xiahou's person, the general sent me on a mission, if I can't go back, you will all die."

Lin Ling knew that he was not Huo Yun's opponent, such a strong strength, at least in the realm of knowing fate, plus strange weapons, the strength was unfathomable.

In addition to threatening General Xiahou of the Tang Kingdom, he couldn't think of a better way to keep himself alive, and the other party did not chase the Xiling cavalry, obviously to kill him.

"General Xiahou?"

"He, I don't care about it yet, if he becomes the pinnacle of martial arts, he will have the qualifications for me to face it."

Huo Yun didn't say hello, the thousand machine guns were converted into thousands of machine guns, only to see a thunderbolt flying by, and the thousand machine guns instantly pierced Lin Ling's heart, Lin Ling whimpered and wanted to say something, but after all, he could never speak.

"Xiling spy must die."

Huo Yun shook off the blood beads on the thousand machine guns, and threw out a cluster of flames casually, burning Lin Ling's corpse.

After solving the culprit, Huo Yun slowly walked down, and the horse thieves behind him immediately followed when they saw their leader walking towards Mochiyuan and the others.

The speed of the horse thieves is not fast, even if they are riding horses, they always stay behind Huo Yun, no one dares to exceed half a point, the great cultivator can't hold a single face in the hands of this master, how dare they have other ideas.

Huo Yun came to the garrison not far away, Yan Qi vigilantly picked up the weapon, and the disciples of Mochi Yuan waited one after another, protecting the people behind him.

As a practitioner, in the face of danger, decent people will protect ordinary people, while non-decent people will abandon them and run away, no matter which one you choose, there is nothing wrong with that.

It can only be said that it can be seen that a person's virtue is a hero who hoes and helps the weak, or an ordinary person who protects himself wisely, or a villain who uses others as a meat shield.

The disciples of Ink Pond Yuan have a chivalrous heart, and even in the face of strong enemies, they must protect the people, as well as the bookworm girl and Mr. Fourteen behind them.

"Are you the disciples of Ink Pond Garden, are you a world-famous bookworm?"

"Let her come out and show her."

Huo Yun stepped on the box, his sharp eyes swept over everyone, and some timid Yan Qi couldn't help but retreat and hide behind Brother Mochi Yuan.

Ning Que looked at Huo Huan, and then at the bookworm girl, what kind of plane are you two doing, if it weren't for Ning Que knowing that the Thousand Machine Umbrella was unique to Huo Huan, he would have used Yuan Thirteen arrows to shoot this "horse thief leader".

"I'm a bookworm Mo Shanshan."

The bookworm girl resolutely stood up, and the disciples of Mochi Yuan gave way in turn, as if she had walked out of the painting and came to Huo Yun step by step.