Iron Lu City became lively again, because the caravan of the flower-planting family came again, and the leader was not the elephant-headed man, but the troll beheader and the barbarian chief of the storm of the wind.

Yang Muyun looked at the streets and buildings in the outer city of Tielu City and felt a lot of emotion.

Last time I came, I was an ordinary barbarian. Maybe I was a little clever, but I had no backing or strength. Many people peeked at me with bad intentions, and even a sword caused a murder.

However, this time, Yang Muyun's strength soared and he also obtained rules to become a righteous god. Yang Muyun could destroy as much as he could with the likes of the Sword Saint of the Wind.

It is precisely because of this that Yang Muyun finally put down all the calculations and burdens and enjoyed the scenery of Tielu City from the perspective of a traveler.

The weather is warmer and even hotter than two months ago. The sun shines on the body for a long time like a fire. The ground is no longer wet and muddy, but dry and hard, and every step can bring about large areas of dust.

After walking into Tielu City for hundreds of steps, many tall, short, fat and thin trees appeared between the houses. People all hid under the shade of trees, laying a small table or laying a piece of animal skin to play the game of fighting the dragon.

The upper class is vigorously promoting, while the lower class is extremely passionate. In two months, the Dragon Fighting became a huge hit.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that there are no entertainment projects in Tielu City.

Before the Dragon Quest came out, the only project here was the brave girl.

But no matter how brave a man is, he cannot play the brave and evil girl every day.

The young boy always thinks that fighting evil girls every day is a kind of enjoyment, and even longs to fighting ten or eight of them a day, but people only realize that they cherish life and stay away from evil girls. They would rather fight ten evil dragons than raise one.

When Yang Muyun appeared on the street, many beast-headed men waved their hands to say hello.

"Hey, Barbarian Warrior, can you give me an exclusive card too?"

"Troll Beheader, I have a troll's head cut in half. Do you want to collect it? Just change two decks of cards."

"Chief Yun, what new products have you brought this time? You must tell me first. I am your best friend, big tongue. Suck..."

Yang Muyun waved to everyone, and then kept going to his own shop.

The building built with stone strips is solid. It has no one to take care of for two months and is still standing firmly.

Of course, this is related to the care of the Iron City Patrol, otherwise, someone would stolen the foundation in less than a day.

After cleaning it casually, setting up a table and making a pot of hot tea, Yang Muyun waited leisurely for the guests to come.

Sure enough, not long after, the lord of Tielu City came to hear the news.

The last time we met, the Lord of Tielu City sent someone to send an invitation to Yang Muyun and asked Yang Muyun to go to the Lord of the City Mansion to drink.

This time, the lord of Tielu City did not dare to be entrusted. When he learned about Yang Muyun's arrival, he came to visit him as soon as possible.

"Dear barbarian warriors, wise chief clouds, heroic troll beheaders, fearless storm of the wind, please accept the sincere greetings from Iron Lumber City to you."

After saying that, the Lord of Tielu City pressed his right hand on his chest and bowed his upper body with difficulty.

The dwarves are not tall, have thick waists and big belly, so it is inconvenient to bow.

Moreover, only others have ever bowed to the dwarves, and the dwarves rarely give great gifts to others. The city lord is particularly unfamiliar in doing this action.

When he went out, the city lord had already thought about the meeting and had also written down what he was about to say.

But the moment he arrived in front of the door, the city lord saw a strange creature guarding outside the house.

Although the other party's feet were not visible, the city lord could feel their strength, especially those creatures with golden hair, with substantial pressure emitting from their pupils. The moment they met with their eyes, the city lord's heartbeat was slapped.

It is conceivable that the strength and background of the barbarian chief can be possessed by such a powerful family.

It was precisely because of this that the city lord put down all his reserve and pride and put his posture very low, extremely low.

There is only a line between kneeling.

Yang Muyun nodded and did not say please sit down. The city lord didn't dare to sit down, so he could only stand awkwardly.

Fortunately, Yang Muyun did not let him stand for too long, but took out a stack of drawings.

"The weapon order can be finished. Next, you try to make these things. The price remains unchanged."

The city lord took the drawing and took a look.

After the two sides have worked together for so long, the dwarves have fully accepted the length units and weight units set by the barbarians, so there is no difficulty in looking at the design drawings.

"Chief Yun, there is no problem."

There are some large iron blocks on the design drawings, and there is no use for them. However, the city lord is too lazy to pay attention to it. He just makes it according to the order. The barbarians can do whatever they want.

In comparison, the large iron blocks this time are simpler to make and take up more weight. The rice and tobacco they can get are more exchanged.

Yang Muyun nodded with a smile, "Okay, then I'll wait for good news from the city lord."

The city lord glanced at the kettle and water cup on the table, but the barbarian did not mean to invite him to drink a drink, so the city lord had to retreat helplessly.

After a while, two guests arrived at the same time.

Valentina and Miss Cat squeezed into the door, left and right, and then sat down skillfully. Yang Muyun also smiled and picked up the teapot to pour water for the two of them.

"Try it, this is a drink I've developed. How does it feel."

Miss Cat took a big sip, and instantly frowned and vomited, "It's so bitter, what kind of drink is this? It's even harder than medicine."

Valentina hesitated for a moment, took a sip, and her brow suddenly rose, but then she stretched out again, then squinted her eyes and took a sip.

Yang Muyun laughed, "Miss Cat, this thing is called tea. When you drink it, you have to use a cup lid to push the tea leaves away. Look, like me."

Seeing Yang Muyun drink too, Miss Cat finally believed that the other party was not pranking her, so she tried again.

"Hmm? It was really bitter at first, but now it's a bit fragrant. Well, it tastes so good. Meow~"

Valentina glanced at the leaves in the cup and asked, "Chief Yun, is it going to sell us this time?"

Yang Muyun shook his head, "No, no, this is just a small gift of meeting. What I want to sell you today is this."

As he said that, Yang Muyun took out two exquisite lighters.

The appearance "references" to ZIPPO's classic design, the gold shell is more luxurious, and the surface also has the logo of the tree house tavern and the logo of the crypt carnival bar, and several broken diamonds are embedded.

Valentina and Miss Cat both looked at this golden thing in confusion.

Toys?

I am no longer a child, so there is no need to give this kind of toy again.

Yang Muyun laughed, then swung his hand, and with a crisp click, the lighter cap opened, revealing the frosted wheel and honeycomb-shaped fire outlet.

In the curious eyes of the two women, Yang Muyun's fingers turned, Mars burst out, and then orange flames appeared.

this……

Miss Cat took the lighter with the logo of the Crypt Carnival Bar, then shook the cover and fired it like Yang Muyun.

Seeing the flames coming out, Miss Cat's hands shivered and almost threw the lighter out.

Valentina was much more steady, holding the lighter in her hands and asked, "Is this a gift for me?"

Yang Muyun nodded, "How is it, do you like it?"

Valentina smiled softly and said meaningfully: "I like everything you give."

When Yang Muyun didn't know how to answer, Miss Cat muttered, "Is this a fire-driven stick made by a human magician? Strange, why doesn't the magic power flow?"

The smile on Yang Muyun's face instantly solidified, "Fire-induced rod? Are humans already selling this kind of thing?"
Chapter completed!