He turned around and walked towards the deepest tile house.

Ye Qingyu was a little confused, but after Wen Wan's smile, he followed the two of them and walked towards the tile house.

It seems that Wen Wan and the middle-aged man with long black beards have long been familiar with each other, and they should have mentioned themselves.

Entering the tile house, the light is slightly dimmed.

There were more than a dozen weapons racks in the room, all of which were placed on them.

At a glance, there were all kinds of weapons like swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, and the shape was quite good, with a thick and cold light, which was obviously several times more sophisticated than the weapons placed in the weapons pavilion outside.

"That's it, little guy, you can pick it up, just take it away."

The middle-aged man with long black beard pointed to a corner of the wall.

Ye Qingyu looked over his fingers, but saw a black weapon leaning against the corner of the wall, which looked like a spear, but was much longer than an ordinary spear, more than three meters long. The spear head was cut on both sides, and the blade was half a meter in foot, like a sword and a knife, which looked very strange.

What weapon is this?

Ye Qingyu walked in and reached out to hold the gun.

The tentacles were as gentle as jade, which made him slightly stunned, as if he had grasped a piece of warm jade. The seemingly rough surface was actually a carefully carved texture, which could increase the friction during grasping and prevent sweating.

Detailed design is very attentive.

He used a little force on his wrist and grabbed the weird spear.

The next moment, a look of excitement and satisfaction appeared on Ye Qingyu's face: "Okay, okay, haha, this weight is just right."

"However, the gun weighs 1,288 kilograms, three meters and four meters long, with blades at both ends, and the blade body is two feet, and the gun body is two meters..." The black-haired middle-aged man looked strange in his eyes and suddenly said: "This gun is made of Hanshan concentrate, and the weight is far greater than that of ordinary weapons. Unfortunately, the person who cast this gun has passed away before he could even carve the sealing energy formation, so it can only be regarded as a semi-finished product..."

Ye Qingyu heard this and observed it carefully.

Only then did I realize that it turned out to be a double-pointed spear with spear tips on both sides.

He held the gun and came to the open space outside the tile house. When his wrists shook, a low thunderous buzzing sound came out. The gun body trembled, and the tips of the gun on both sides shook out the gun flowers as big as the mouth of the bowl, like black flames blooming!

"Good gun!"

Ye Qingyu only felt that this amount was just right, it was the most comfortable one among all the weapons I had seen today, and couldn't help but laugh excitedly.

At this time, the young people practicing martial arts in the yard surrounded him. When they saw this scene, they were frightened and their mouths grew up in surprise.

"Someone actually relies on pure physical strength to move this gun!"

"Born of divine power, where did this little guy come from?"

"It's horrible. I tried it last time. Not to mention dancing it, it's hard to pick up this gun!"

"According to the master, the last time someone danced this gun with physical strength was ten years ago!"

"What a pity. If this gun is a finished product, it will definitely attract the masters of the Lingquan Realm to compete for it. Unfortunately, it is only a semi-finished product and is not attractive to the powerful people of the Lingquan Realm. Ordinary martial artists cannot move. Are you going to meet its owner today?"

The shirtless young people gathered around and all exclaimed.

Ye Qingyu couldn't do gun tricks, so he danced randomly for a while. He stopped, his face remained unchanged, and his breath was not messy. He looked back at the middle-aged man with long beards and said, "Is this [Nahe Gun] also a free weapon?"

"No." The black-bearded middle-aged man shook his head.

Ye Qingyu suffocated.

"But since you can use it, I'll give it to you." The middle-aged man with long black beard smiled, raised his hand, and a light blue booklet floated over and fell into Ye Qingyu's hand.

"This is a superficial shooting. You can go back and practice and play." The middle-aged man smiled.

"Thank you." Ye Qingyu bowed sincerely.

"What are you thanking, these are all what he should do." Wen Wan, a burly teacher, said with a smile without seeing her.

In this regard, the middle-aged man with long black beards was obviously used to Wen Wan's "rogue face" and could only roll his eyes.

"But this gun is too long, it's inconvenient to hold it..." Ye Qingyu was a little worried. Could it be that he would buy a treasure bag for the Yuanqi Space to load a gun? He doesn't have that much money.

It seemed to be seeing Ye Qingyu's thoughts. The middle-aged man with long black beard smiled and said, "The Hanshan concentrate is too heavy, and ordinary treasure bags cannot be accepted. However, if you observe it yourself, in fact, the middle of this gun can be disassembled..."

Ye Qingyu was stunned. When he observed carefully, he found some mystery.

The middle part of the spear body was slightly thicker than the two sides. When you twist it hard, a crackling sound came out, and the spear was divided into two pieces, with a grip in the middle.

"It's actually like this design, so good!"

Ye Qingyu held a piece of gun body with both hands, two feet long gun blades, which looked like two strange giant swords, each of which hit 644 kilograms, and it seemed even more comfortable when waving.

In this way, the two gun bodies are one meter seven in length, and if they are carried behind their backs, they will not be particularly conspicuous.

...

After coming out of the free weapon pavilion, behind Ye Qingyu, there was a black animal skin holster, and the [Naihe Gun] was rolled up in two pieces, making him look even more heroic.

Although he was fourteen years old, he was nearly 1.8 meters tall and strong. This outfit added a bit of toughness to him.

"Thank you, Lao Wen, for your trouble." Ye Qingyu patted Wen Wan's shoulder and said.

The two of them are already too familiar with each other these days, and the relationship between the teaching students is almost becoming a relationship between friends and the words seem even more casual.

"Haha, I'm just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, and I'm just using it to do it." Wen Wan was proud.

Ye Qingyu smiled and didn't say anything.

But he knew that Wen Wan should have considered the problem of actual combat in the wilderness. This gun was clearly the weapon he had been looking for for himself. Otherwise, in the backyard today, the black-haired middle-aged man would not have been so readily using this gun himself.

And Ye Qingyu also saw that Wen Wan and the middle-aged man with the black long bearded surnamed Cao had a close relationship.

I just don’t know what the identity of a middle-aged man surnamed Cao was, who was able to stay in Bailu Academy and live.

But Wen Wan didn't say it, and Ye Qingyu didn't ask.

On the way, he said goodbye to Wen Wan and Ye Qingyu returned to the dormitory.

When he arrived at the gate of the dormitory, the old golf supervisor who was sleeping on the recliner most of the time, suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Ye Qingyu?"

Ye Qingyu was stunned.

This guardian of the doorman has a weird temper and never talks to the students. He is extremely strict. Everyone always thinks he is a mute, but today he actually calls his name for the first time?

Ye Qingyu was surprised and nodded quickly: "I am."

"There is your stuff, which is sent by that little loli. I have been waiting for you for a long time. If you don't see you, please give it to you." The old paramedics sent a small and exquisite pink treasure bag, then ignored Ye Qingyu and continued to squint his eyes and doze off.

Ye Qingyu took the treasure bag with a faint fragrance and recognized that it was something Song Xiaojun usually carried with him.

This little girl.

He opened and looked at it. The things contained in it were messy, including delicious snacks, braised pork, and other delicious foods, two jars of [Piaoxiangju] spirits, two or three pieces of changing clothes, a pair of tiger-headed battle boots, camping tents, fire brokers, spices for bathing, and several signal flares for warning and requesting...

Ye Qingyu was really amused and crying.

This little girl is thinking very well, but this is clearly a trend of letting herself go camping. Where are she going to take a risk and trial?

However, looking at this treasure bag, Ye Qingyu could already imagine that the little loli should buy something for her by her fingers. These things seem to be worth the [Arctic Soft Armor] given by Li Jin, but in Ye Qingyu's heart, the weight is as heavy!

This represents a girl's heart.

The care of true friends.

"Huh? There is another note..." Ye Qingyu saw a carefully folded letter in the treasure bag.

He opened it and looked at it-

"Brother Qingyu, I can't wait for you, I'm dragged away by my sister... There is one very important thing. You must be careful when you go out for practical training this time. That bad guy Liu Lei has returned from injury. He threatened to deal with you secretly..."

The writing was very hasty, and it was obviously the one left by the little loli before she was forced to be taken away by her sister.

After Ye Qingyu read it, he felt thoughtful.

Liu Lei?

That madman...If he comes to cause trouble for himself again, don't blame himself for being ruthless!

Ye Qingyu sneered.

When he returned to the dormitory, the three roommates were discussing something happily in the living room. When he heard Ye Qingyu come back, the discussion suddenly ended.

Ye Qingyu ignored these three people and went back to his single room, started practicing and adjusting his state.

Time passes by rapidly.

In the middle of the night, he opened the gun.

After roughly reading it, Ye Qingyu couldn't help laughing.

"When the middle-aged man with a black beard today, he said it was a shallow shot. I thought it was his modest words, but I didn't expect that what he said was a good one. It was really a shallow shot! It was quite shallow!"

The blue booklet, some of the simplest and ordinary long spear moves recorded on it, and the well-known simple techniques for practicing gun techniques, are not a supporting gun execution designed specifically for [Naihe Gun].

"It's good. The so-called great way is simple. Any martial arts must start with the most basic practice. Lao Wen said that there are indeed mythological martial arts scriptures in this world, but if the warrior's attack is unstable and not solid, even if the mythological martial arts scriptures are placed in front of you, you cannot practice them!"

Ye Qingyu was not disappointed.

...

...

The second day.

Ye Qingyu still practiced as before.

After he practiced in the martial arts field dozens of times, he went to the cafeteria to have breakfast, returned to the dormitory to take a shower and change his clothes. The east horizon was just revealed.

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Chapter completed!