Ningfengtianxia

Chapter 24 Sword Edge ([-])

Huangfu Zhui Ri had a look of disdain on his face, coughing and saying, "Mr. Yu Mo has never asked us, mother and son, to go to Mongolia, let alone shoulder the great cause of prosperity with him..."

The soldier king Zhui Ri in front of him seemed to be extremely tired. He shook his head and raised his head and sighed: "How do you know how we, mother and son, spent those years in the Central Plains? Hahaha──, in my heart, the Mongolians are better than the Central Plains people. People value love and justice, at least they treat people as human beings regardless of rich or poor!"

The people on the prairie are inherently unruly and unruly, and people who often pass by are treated like guests.

Tang Ningfeng did not deny this, but sighed softly and stretched out his hand to pat Bing Wang Zhui Ri's chest twice, saying: "Every fate in life has its own destiny. You can't die, so you can go back to Mongolia to support yourself until the end of your life, right?"

His two gentle taps seemed to calm Huangfu Zhui Ri's swaying anger. He took a long breath and exhaled, saying coldly: "Tang Ningfeng──, you are a hero, don't use sympathy. Treat me with the same attitude. Hahaha──, my mother passed away three years ago. I can only repay Mr. Yu Mo's life-saving grace in my life. Since I can't do anything today, the so-called scholar will die for his confidant..."

Huangfu Zhui Ri said this, as if he was about to commit suicide; suddenly he heard a deep cry: "Brother Zhui Ri, don't commit suicide!"

The figure was like an illusion, and in an instant Yu Mo had floated over, and with the help of his arms, he forced out the poison hidden in Huangfu Zhui Ri Ya's roots.At that moment, Huangfu Zhui Ri shouted "Ah──!" and spit out a dark pill.

"Mr. Yumo...," Huangfu Zhuiri gasped, as if he wanted to express his apology with death.

"Brother Zhui Ri, don't blame yourself──." Soldier King Yu Mo picked up Huangfu Zhui Ri, raised his eyebrows and looked at Tang Ningfeng, and said calmly with a calm demeanor: "The number one scholar in Tang Dynasty is very accomplished. Use formations to form formations, use troops to defeat troops, When the enemy is unprepared, he plans a surprise attack. It can be called the style of a martial arts master──.

The eldest son of the Tang Dynasty hugged his fists and replied seriously: "Mr. Yu Mo, you are too polite. Please let Mr. Huangfu... support you in his old age so that he will have a worry-free life──"

The Soldier King Yu Mo sighed, glanced at Huangfu Zhui Ri on his arm with a downcast look, and then said calmly to Tang Ningfeng: "Tang Zhuangyuan's temperament is really different. Brother Zhui Ri can just be the teacher for one of my children. I will know it on my own I will always care for you like a brother..."

After Mr. Yumo finished speaking, he turned around and strode out of the Qimen Garden. At the same time, he left a message with the inner power of a thousand-mile sound transmission: "Religion mainly heals wounds for three consecutive days! Tang Zhuangyuan──, I will see you again tomorrow night... ." Following this secret voice, a red shadow passed through the garden like the sun, and with Jie Jie's weird laughter, he said: "Gong Tianxia, ​​let's fight to the death tomorrow!"

The eldest son of the Tang Dynasty sighed and walked out of the Qimen Courtyard. He saw the back of Pang Dongzhan's tall body and the "Fighting Dragon and Tyrant Tiger", both walking towards the back hill of Zhengming Temple.

Even from his back, he still had the domineering look of a king. Pang Dongzhan laughed deeply and said, "Zong Wuwei, I'll wait until you regain some strength tomorrow night to do something about it."

The aura with which he said this completely lacked the fear and cowardice of being alone against the enemy.

"What a tyrant of the East China Sea!" Tang Zhuangyuan couldn't help but admire him. He turned to look at Gong Tianxia and saw that this strange man was staring at not a human being, but the tyrant tiger.

In the vestibule, the most conspicuous thing now is the large cylindrical bone where Liu Potian is standing, glowing with a mysterious and strange blue light.Liu Potian, whose head was only visible, was flushed, almost as if he was about to bleed.

"What is this old boy doing?" Mr. Tang walked to the steps and asked the hidden beauty.

Zang Xueer frowned lightly and replied softly: "Yi Liu, the second master of the village, seems to be treating a physical disability as mentioned in the preface."

Before he finished speaking, someone suddenly jumped up and struck the big bone with an unknown weapon at such a fast speed.

Boom!There was such a loud noise, and at the same time Liu Potian's screams of shock and anger were heard.

Ding Lengshi!
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(End of this chapter)