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Chapter 125 What kind of knife is a knife?(2/2)

Tang Ning looked at Tian Fuling in the voice.

"Yes, sir, you read it out loud!" Tian Fuling's eyes were bright: "Sir, please be sure to read the rest of this poem!"

Unfortunately, Tang Ning waved his hand a little embarrassedly and replied: "Don't worry, the time has not come. I will talk about the details of this poem later."

It’s not that Tang Ning kept it a secret, but that he couldn’t remember the rest of the poem clearly.

Furthermore, the objects that were caught after a long time were seriously inconsistent with expectations, which also made Tang Ning not very interested in talking about literature.

This answer disappointed Tian Fuling. She really liked this poem and intuitively believed that the artistic and ideological nature of the whole poem must be even higher.

Tang Ning was unwilling to say it for the time being, and Tian Fuling had no choice but to answer: "Sir, I understand."

After saying that, Tian Fuling asked someone to bring paper and pen, and recorded the two sentences of Xiaolou listening to Chunyu overnight on the paper. After recording, he took them to let Tang Ning pass the exam and confirmed that there were no typos.

"This knife is interesting."

Wu Youling, who had been playing with the full moon scimitar, entered the scabbard and handed the knife to Tang Ning.

"It's strange that what I caught is meaningless."

Tang Ning responded casually, and while speaking, he also took the full moon scimitar.

It was cold and there was a strange feeling that made people feel uncomfortable and passed along the curved hilt.

Could this knife be the same as Neon's village master, and it is also a demon sword that will bring misfortune to the owner?

It's strange. Have you never heard of such a demon sword called "Little Building One Night's Spring Rain" engraved with "Little Building One Night"?

Tang Ning, who was not knowledgeable enough, did a move to pull the knife out of the sheath, and only pulled out one inch of the blade, so he quickly put the knife back on the sheath.

Wu Youling is a real person who can shake the scene. Dare to draw the sword at will. It does not mean that if she has only 5 real combat power, we can also draw the sword at will. What if this thing is really a demon sword like the village that is like the one that needs to be shedded and drink blood, and if she can't drink the enemy's blood, she will kill her master?

"So you weren't here to fish today?"

Looking at Tang Ning who was scabbard, Wu Youling understood a little.

"Um."

Tang Ning admitted it openly. After all, it can be said to be an accident when fishing for one magic weapon. Who would believe that it is a discerning person who catches two?

And it’s nothing to admit it. After all, no one else can imitate or copy this matter. I only think that I am very mysterious and powerful.

Hearing this, the girls gathered behind Mr. Tang all realized it suddenly - no wonder the old man was so happy if he couldn't catch fish! He was actually here to catch magic weapons! The old man is so awesome!

"This knife... Youling, please take it and play with it first, only you can suppress it."

Tang Ning threw the full moon scimitar back to Wu Youling. He didn't dare to stay with him anyway, so he was even more worried about keeping the other people. It would be better to sell it to Wu Youling, who was obviously interested in the sword, to contain it first.

If you want to use it in the future, just come back, because what we are talking about is "You can play with it first".

"You really saw it." Wu Youling raised his sleeve and rolled up his full moon scimitar and lost his trace: "If I expected it was right, there was a ray of moon demon yin energy sealed in this knife. The seal had penetrated the moon demon yin energy, and the knife became like this. I will re-enforce the seal as soon as possible, but I will accept the moon demon yin energy that overflowed during this period."

"Well, I'm here to help you."

Tang Ning nodded, as if everything was under control.

In fact, Old Master Tang’s real inner activities are actually...ah? Youling, what are you talking about? What is the yin energy of the moon demon? What do you want to do when collecting the yin energy of the overflowing yin energy of the moon demon?

It cannot collapse! The image cannot collapse!

So many people are watching!

Tang Ning "calmly" withdrew his gaze and then threw out the fishing rod.

Everyone's eyes were indeed attracted by the fish hook that sunk under the water. Since they already knew that Tang Ning was not fishing or loneliness, but when he would be left with the magic weapon under the water here, who could still remain calm?

Decoupling.

Decoupling—

Health value 1

Very good, I've settled down.

Decoupling.

Damn!

...

After a while, when Tang Ning finally returned to his normal fishing level, he suddenly put down his fishing rod and turned his head to look at Wu Youling who was staring at him without turning his eyes.

"Youling, do you have any way to spread my words around you? It's almost time to tell stories. Today I want the soldiers who have worked hard to protect me to hear my voice."

Tang Ning asked.

"Don't you do this yourself?"

Wu Youling was a little strange.

"Shame, I can only say one or two words, but it cannot last."

Tangning took out the lies he had prepared.

"I understand." Wu Youling nodded, then put his right hand into his left sleeve and groped for a while, took out the amber with a small bat sealed in the block and handed it to Tang Ning: "Hold it, your voice will cover three miles of radius."

Is there such a good thing?

This is a magic weapon version of the loud voice!

Tang Ning quickly took the bat amber and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Everyone is paying attention! I'm going to start pretending... Cough, telling a story! When I hear my voice, I raise my hand to signal!"

Tang Ning first made a test, not because he did not trust Wu Youling's magic weapon, but because he used ventrals rather than true voices.

From the closest Princess Tian Fuling to the farthest South Army soldiers, everyone raised their hands obediently.

Old Master Tang ordered, who dared not to obey?!

"Brother Tang, what should I raise without my hands?"
Chapter completed!
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