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As soon as Jun Mo said this, Xu Shi's face was particularly ugly, that is to say, Huo Qiu's strength has far surpassed Jun Mo's. The rules of the academy have always been that the fist is big, so Huo Qiu can ignore Jun Mo.

This matter is a bit difficult to handle!

Chapter 115 Little Pony

"Mr. Twelve didn't come?"

General Xu Shi didn't know that Huo Qiu didn't come, but he was still doing something in secret, which affected the duel. No one would be optimistic about Ning Que. Dongxuan would definitely lose if he fought at the pinnacle of martial arts.

"The mountain is in Yanming Lake, so he will definitely come."

Mr. Er has a full understanding of the temper of his twelfth junior brother. For three months, Huo Qiu and Mo Shanshan were inseparable, living a happy little life.

But why does Muyou always look at him with resentment? Junmo asked Huo Qiu, and Huo Qiu told him that his spring is here, and the cycads should be blooming.

Jun Mo couldn't understand that spring and winter are the laws of nature, and his spring and winter will come as scheduled, so how can the iron tree bloom unless there are great practitioners intervening.

If you can't figure it out, you don't want to. Ever since Mo Shanshan came to the back of the academy, Huo Qiu didn't like to play with them anymore. He didn't fight or eat together. Jun Mo didn't understand what he was thinking.

"Mr. Twelve's coming here may not be a good thing."

General Xu Shi grumbled quietly, Master was not in the Tang Dynasty, no one could control the disciples of the Academy, Xia Hou was no longer the Great General of Zhenbei, the interference of the disciples of the Academy in this competition was not considered interference in the government.

Xu Shi is surrounded by Wang Jinglue, who is invincible below his fate, and it is not enough for Mister Twelve to get between his teeth. It would be great if he can stop Mr. Twelve. Mr. Twelve will let other practitioners deal with it.

"General Xu Shi, don't worry, Xiao Twelve is the most protective person."

Jun Mo took the opportunity to make up the knife, what is it to respect the old and love the young, his seniority is higher than General Xu Shi, Jun Mo didn't plan to do anything, just stand here to suppress Xiaoxiao's generation.

"he came."

General Xu Shi stared into the distance. When he met Mr. Twelve for the first time, his understanding of Huo Qiu was completely refreshed. How could a saint like Mr. Twelve abuse a pony.

Huo Qiu was riding a little pony. The little pony stepped on the snow without leaving any traces. The pony was only about 1.5 meters high. Huo Qiu sat on it, which was very strange.

The pony's snow-like mane is shining like stars, and as it walks and falls, its eyes are very agile, as if thinking alone, how to choose a better way to walk.

Holding a blue spear in his hand, Huo Qiu looked like a general in white robes, walking out of the painting with a heroic posture, except that the horse was a bit small.

"Little Twelve, when will you get a good horse?"

Jun Mo glanced at the pony under Huo Qiu's crotch, giving him a special feeling, as if the pony didn't exist, but it was actually standing there.

Ning Que's big black horse is also quite spiritual, but compared to Huo Qiu's horse, it is more than one level behind. Jun Mo sensed a threat from the pony.

"There's something queer about this horse."

General Xu Shi has seen so many BMWs, but this little white horse under Huo Qiu's crotch is unheard of. A horse can actually make him feel scared. He is General Xu Shi.

"Xiao Shanshan, do you miss me?"

Huo Qiu rode the pony to Mo Shanshan, threw the thousand machine gun casually, inserted it into the ice and snow, jumped off the pony, and blinked his left eye at Mo Shanshan.

"Brother Huo, where did you find the little pony?"

Mo Shanshan stroked the pony's mane curiously. The feel of this horse was different from that of ordinary horses. It had no hair texture, but was as smooth as running water.

"This is a war horse that I have raised for a long time. I will show you its style later. Today I have to rely on it for strength."

Huo Qiu grabbed Mo Shanshan's palm, what's so good about the little pony, he came so early, of course he wanted to stay with Mo Shanshan for a while, the battle at Yanming Lake was about to begin.

"Husband, just tell me!"

The bookworm girl hugged Huo Qiu's arm, staring at him with watery eyes, Mo Shanshan acted coquettishly, how could Huo Qiu resist, there are too many people in Yanming Lake, it is not suitable for doing bad things.

"Okay, I'll tell you."

Huo Qiu pinched Mo Shanshan's cheek, this little goblin acted coquettishly, more powerful than Nine-Tailed Fox.

"Shanshan, remember what I told you about my other way of cultivation?"

"Grudge."

"That's right, fighting qigong and fighting skills are divided into four grades of Tiandi Xuanhuang, and they are divided into high, middle and low grades."

"Three Thousand Thunders that Big Brother Huo taught me is a ground-level primary fighting skill."

In the past three months, the bookworm girl has been bored with Huo Qiu every day, and she has never been lazy. She has already practiced the first stage of the Three Thousand Thunder Movements to a small degree, and self-protection is no problem.

"That's right, I once obtained a high-level heaven-level fighting technique called Dou Qi Transformation Horse. After a long period of dou qi breeding, I finally hatched it yesterday."

Huo Qiu pointed to the little pony. This thing is a fighting spirit horse, a magic horse that can make the strong fighters unable to catch up. Although this horse is still small, its speed is comparable to Wudi.

It seems that he doesn't need to cultivate Wudi any more, with this divine horse around, who can surpass him in speed, when will he compare with his elder brother to see who is faster.

"No wonder I don't feel it when I touch it."

Mo Shanshan just said, this horse is made up of energy, how could it have the texture of a horse, the advanced fighting skills of heaven rank, it sounds very powerful, she also wants to sit on it.

"You girl, what's mine is yours. After Ning Que and Xiahou's duel is over, I'll take you for a ride."

Huo Qiu pampered the bookworm girl's hair. Ning Que and Xiahou had already entered the arena. The duel was about to begin. There were two extremely powerful auras in the distance, approaching Yanming Lake at high speed.

"Brother Huo, go first, I'm here."

Mo Shanshan suppressed the warmth in her eyes, and her cultivation of knowing fate completely exploded at this moment. In less than a year, she went from breaking into knowing fate to ascending to knowing fate.

This terrifying speed of cultivation was ridiculously fast. Compared with this idiot Ning Que, he was completely scum. Huo Qiu picked up the blue spear and rode slowly towards the forest.