Ningfengtianxia

Chapter 165: Future Sword ([-])

Yin Die'er was playing with the amber comb in her hand, smiling sweetly in the tent. It took a long time before she said: "If you saw Huangfu Zhui Ri's face, you would really die laughing. Hahaha—— .”

An hour ago, Tang Ningfeng took out his hair from the comb.

In the wind, the fragrant hair pierced Huangfu's mood so strongly.

For many days, I have been fighting for my own sake.

This battle is really coming; and it’s coming faster than planned.

He was excited, as if a dream had come true; however, it was completed faster, ending without even a nod.

Yin Dieer could see his expression very clearly.

Because it was so funny, so funny that I had at least 37 ways to kill the Taoist priest immediately, but I didn't do it.

At that moment, she seemed to understand Yagyu's future.

If Yagyu lives in the future, he will be killed in a royal way; if he does not take his life, he will take his life.

Huangfu Zhui Ri's depression at that moment was simply uglier than when his martial arts was disabled.

"However, Soldier King Zhui Ri will definitely come back——"

Yin Die'er suddenly stopped laughing, stared at Leng Tie, Yang Shen and Gu Chui Qing in front of her, and said, "Because Liu Potian can not only save the body, but also the heart!"

Her face turned serious, and murderous intent began to attack the three people in front of her. She said in a cold voice: "How could those two old ghosts get my comb?!"

This matter is definitely a big or small matter. If Yang Shen and the three of them neglect their duties, they can be beheaded.

The comb, in Yin Dieer's hand, is like a knife!

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"Yin Dieer is a woman who is free and uninhibited." Our Tang eldest son explained to a group of heroes: "It is common to comb your hair and give orders at the same time."

So of course Qian and Kun have seen the comb used by Yin Guiren, and even found one somewhere to modify the decoration, so that they can have a nine-point image.

A few days ago, the Tang Dynasty's top scholar asked them to do this. "So this old boy has already thought of a trick to duel with that old Taoist priest?!" Yu Huan couldn't help but praise, but still asked: "Aren't you afraid that Yin Die'er won't recognize you?!"

"How could you deny it?"

Our top pick in the Tang Dynasty laughed so proudly: "If we can rescue the hostages, even if it's just a wooden comb or a white hair, she will recognize it!"

"What an amazing art of war!"

The great beauty Ashikaga Becky sighed in praise: "Both sides don't need to explain it, but they can match each other perfectly. Tang Zhuangyuan is really brilliant!"

On the side, the three great martial arts masters and Xuan Renyun looked at each other and nodded.

"When doing things in the martial arts world, there is more than just the word '武' -"

Mr. Zangda chuckled and said: "Tang Zhuangyuan outsmarted us today, coupled with his thorough understanding of the enemy's psychology, it is true that a hero emerges from his youth."

"Ha! Don't praise me, Mr. Big!"

Our Mr. Tang is actually a little embarrassed.

"The number one scholar in the Tang Dynasty would also be polite?!"

The beauty Ashikaga Becky chuckled, and said as if thinking back: "Young Master Tang just used one hand to ride the wind, it was really amazing!"

Next to her, the heroine Yan Ling sincerely praised: "No, she stretched out her hand to take the comb handed over by the two elders Qian and Kun, and immediately used it to coil a dragon and ascend to the sky! If Grandpa Su was here to see it, he would inevitably have to praise it... .”

In the battle of Exploration, Tang Ningfeng received the amber treasure comb sent by Qiankun and Qiankun from the heads of thousands of Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers. Without using any force or stepping on anything, he bent over and turned straight up. With his fingertips holding his hair in the wind, he went up to the high platform and offered his sacrifice. beauty.

Yin Dieer smiled sweetly, took the comb with a thousand kinds of charm, and said with a smile to Tang Ningfeng: "Young Master Zhuangyuan——, I will leave my black hair to you as a souvenir!"

The two of them performed this scene so well that thousands of eyes could only see Huangfu Zhui Ri's pale face falling rapidly.

It was like the sword in his hand was thrust straight into the ground!

(End of this chapter)