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Chapter 125: Crypt Carnival

After teaching these young ladies with long ears and long tails to play cards, Yang Muyun comfortably held a glass of juice, and then watched the three of them fight in groups of dragons, and answered the doubts they encountered when playing cards.

Very good, the basic rules have been popularized, and the first step of promotion has been achieved.

With the power of Tielu City promoted from top to bottom, the popularity of playing cards will definitely be promoted quickly.

Plus it is really fun, and for those wanderers, travelers, and adventurers in Iron Lu City who do not have entertainment, it is indeed a good project to pass the time.

The owner of the tavern was sitting next to Yang Muyun with a glass of fruit wine. There was no one around. The owner of the wife had a much less smile on her face, and a faint feeling of fatigue attached to the corners of her eyes like frost.

"Little Warriors, sisters are trying so hard to help you promote. Should we give some benefits?"

Yang Muyun was indeed thinking about this question in his mind, and letting others work without giving benefits. This is just a waste of time. It is immoral to have sex for free.

But, what are you giving?

"Big sister, what do you want?"

The owner of the tavern picked up the fruit wine and took a sip. "Of course I hope you will come here every day to sit and chat with your sister."

Yang Muyun was silent for a moment. Aren’t the elf very subtle? This is a bit unbearable.

"Okay, I'm teasing you." The owner of the tavern put down his wine glass and whispered: "My name is Valentina, the frost elf. It's a pity that my home was occupied by an ice dragon, and the tribe's people were killed and injured. Survivors of the tribe

I have been contacting the Warriors and Ice Dragons to fight. If I don’t work, I can only help the tribe raise supplies, contact people, and collect intelligence."

These are all public information. Yang Muyun has heard the story of the tavern owner from Ludan. Yang Muyun respects such a strong woman very much.

"Sister Valentina, is there anything that can help you?"

Valentina smiled and nodded, "I really hope to see you become a Dragon Slayer on the day you become a Dragon Slayer Warrior. If you can cut off the head of the Ice Dragon, our Frost Elf Clan will be your eternal companion and comrade-in-arms."

Yang Muyun also wants to be a dragon slaying warrior and also wants to become a dragon knight, but Yang Muyun knows how much he weighs.

A few days ago, I was so tired that I beat the nameless cerebral axe, not to mention the pure blood dragon clan with real names.

"Okay, okay, serious." Valentina picked up a 10-point card. "The illustrations on it are empty, it's a pity. Why not add some of our stuff."

Yang Muyun nodded. He used to cut corners to cut corners. He used flames and wine glasses instead. Only 11, 12 and 13 are flower cards with a portrait of a person.

"Sister Valentina, it's natural to add the frost elves. But isn't it a bit inappropriate to put the images of your sages under the dwarfs?"

Valentina smiled and took a sip of wine, then pressed the cup on the card, "I'm talking about wine. The Tree House Tavern has four series of fine wines, spring, summer, autumn and winter, especially our winter

The frozen years are unforgettable after drinking them once. Many people have traveled thousands of miles to the treehouse and tavern for decades to taste the frozen years and reminisce about the feeling of being a boy.”

Yang Muyun smiled, "No problem."

Valentina pointed to the 10-point card under the wine glass and said, "I agreed that this card belongs to me. In exchange, you can drink whatever you want in the Tree House Tavern in the future, come anytime, anytime

Drink for free!”

Yang Muyun drank the juice in the cup in one go, "It's a pity that I don't know what the frozen years smell like."

Valentina narrowed her eyes, "It's a coincidence that it's spring now. And you're too young. When you grow up, you will definitely let you drink enough."

After a while, Yang Muyun left the Tree House Tavern with a few pieces of parchment paper, then turned a few streets and came to the Tree House Tavern's biggest competitor, Crypt Carnival Bar.

A row of stairs winds down, like the entrance to the basement. Before you even walk in, you feel a mixed smell of stinking, smoke and bloody filth, accompanied by heavy blows and sharp howls

.

Yang Muyun pinched his nose and adapted for a while before he plucked up the courage to walk on.

The person guarding the door was a two-headed ogre. He saw him squatting on the ground, sleeping with his right head closed, his nose bubbles blowing, and his left head staring at Yang Muyun with one eye.

This is an ogre with a very distinctive appearance. Although it has two heads, each head has only one eye - born, not disabled.

"Little guy, there are wild beasts eating children inside. Go, go quickly..."

As he said that, the ogre raised his hands, opened his mouth and exposed two rows of black and yellow teeth, and made an act of eating people.

Yang Muyun raised his hand and stuffed the slime chewing gum that cleanses his teeth into the ogre's mouth.

The ogre chewed instinctively, then muttered: "Well, what's delicious? It tastes so strange, but it feels so comfortable..."

Seeing the ogre's throat move and swallowing the slag, Yang Muyun decisively dismissed the reminder of "spitting it out after chewing".

"Give me one more, I can pretend that I didn't see you."

Yang Muyun nodded, took out a handful of slime chewing gum and put it in the ogre's hand. The ogre immediately put it in his pocket.

The ogre thought about it and quickly took it out of the right pocket and put it in the left pocket. Then he thought about it again and pulled out one from the left pocket and put it on the right.

Yang Muyun laughed and then walked into the Crypt Carnival Bar.

There was a cathead on the bar, and he heard him screaming, "Hey, little guy, how did you come in? Damn it, he turned a blind eye and actually put a child in, if he let him go

The patrol team would be in trouble if they knew about it. It was not right. He had been sleeping all the time when he was working... Then he would be punished not to eat."

Yang Muyun knocked on the bar table, "I am the troll beheader."

The cathead screamed again, picked up a brass-made megaphone, and shouted in an almost climaxy voice: "Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Tonight's VIP Meow Meow Meow~~He is the barbarian from afar

Meow~~Brave @#¥~~Everyone calls him - the Troll Beheader!!!”

I don’t know if the real name has something to do with it. It doesn’t matter. Just know the nickname. In places like Tielu City, nicknames are much more useful than real name.

The name of the troll beheader instantly shocked the Crypt Carnival Bar, and all the guests who were tasting turned around curiously.

Yang Muyun put a packet of jerky on the bar, "Beautiful Miss Tiger, come some things that real men drink."

When the cathead heard this, he smiled happily. The title of Miss Tiger was only known by regular customers. It seems that this troll beheader is not a young man who doesn’t know anything.

As soon as he stretched out his paws, he put away the jerky, and the instant he passed his hand, he had already weighed the weight and quality of the jerky. Then Miss Cat stuck out her tongue and licked the tip of her fingers.

Well, fresh jerky lamb, salt, good stuff.

So Miss Cat put an oversized bone cup on the stage, a real bone cup, made of the leg bone of some large creature, and the surface of the quilt was carved with rough lines and painted with various colors.

Yang Muyun looked at it and found that the height of the cup was about the same as his calves, and the thickness was as good as his waist. Not to mention filling wine, even filling water could make him die.

Miss Cat turned around and picked up copper pots and poured them into the bone cup. A strong smell of blood spread, and various liquids mixed together, and a trace of red smoke appeared.

Fortunately, Miss Cat showed mercy and only fell half full. Then she saw her snapping her fingers, and a few sparks burst out from her fingers, and the red smoke at the mouth of the cup was burning.

"A real warrior should drink the strongest wine and tame the strongest woman~oh~~meow~~~~"

Yang Muyun: It’s a hasty thing, it’s different from what you said about braised eggs.

[Thanks to Bingfengxue Wu for rewarding 30,000 starting coins, special updates, 2/10]


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