Huang Shang had the confidence in his heart and made a judgment: "This seems to be a trap. I am surrounding you to call for reinforcements and lure you into an ambush!"

Xu Feng doesn't like to use his brain, but that doesn't mean he's stupid. Thinking of Xu Yue's ability, he was not surprised but happy: "Yes, they can't do anything to my sister, hey, as long as she's fine!"

Huang Shang shook his head: "Rescuing people is like putting out fire. We can't delay it. Let's go to Wuyou Cave and act according to the opportunity."

Xu Feng was stunned.

He originally only wanted Huang Shang to help him with advice, because he knew that his heart was very clean and he was not one of those who played tactics.

Unexpectedly, Huang Shang knew that there was danger and was still so desperate. He was immediately moved and thought for a moment: "Those enemies are not something you can deal with, but I am not as familiar with Kaifeng as you are. We agreed that we can only fight on the periphery. The final battle

You don’t want to participate.”

After a pause, his expression changed again: "Wait a minute!"

After saying that, he straightened up and left the house.

In just a quarter of an hour, Xu Feng returned and took out a pen from his arms: "Here!"

Huang Shang's eyes lit up and he took it.

What Xu Feng took out was Zhuge's pen.

The barrel of the pen is made of Xiangfei bamboo, and the brush hair is made of two kinds of animal hair that are scattered and tied together. It is full and round, with moderate hardness and softness.

What makes Huang Shang even more delighted is that when the literary spirit is filled with it, there is no obstacle and it fits perfectly.

Xu Feng smiled and said: "I know you are looking for a usable writing brush. I asked a buddy to get it!"

"The charlatans robbed the rich and gave to the poor, well done!"
Chapter completed!