After studying the situation of the Ice Giant, Yang Muyun suddenly felt indescribable.
These guys are protected by Han Bing, and they also have the blood of ice, and they have the rules of Han Bing, but they believe in the God of Wind - the God of North Wind.
It's really his scumbag.
The ability to call the storm through the eyes of the storm is the gift from the God of North Wind to the ancestors of the Ice Giant, and has been integrated into their bloodline.
There are many creatures who believe in the God of North Wind, but few people get the ability to call the Storm. Almost all the ice giants are solidified into their bloodlines and passed on to their descendants.
If Dongfeng Express wants to open a business, it can only recruit Hanbing Giant as a salesperson.
But the problem is that no matter how much the giant cub calls, there is no way to discuss recruiting.
Yang Muyun thought to himself: If I had known this, I wouldn't have let them leave.
But then I thought about it, if the ice giant was not allowed to leave, it would probably lead to misunderstandings, which would lead to the giants' desperate resistance and cause unnecessary trouble.
Well, in a few days, the situation will stabilize and let me talk about it when I go to the Blue Peak.
The next day, the sky cleared up rare.
Yang Muyun sat on the Turtle Spirit Saint Son and headed south to Tielu City.
Yang Muyun has been to Tielu City twice in total.
The first time, his strength was mediocre. Although he won the favor of the dwarves with the illustrations of his ancestors on the cards, he was just a favor. In the battle between Yang Muyun and humans, Tielu City was outside the matter and became a fence-bearer.
The second time, he brought Goblin cavalry, dragon warriors, elephant head men and others to Tielu City with his might and threw out his own weights and measures to Tielu City, as well as the design drawings marked with the new version of the weights and measures. The dwarves were respectful and obedient.
Today is the third time...
Yang Muyun drove here, and it was a car that was extremely cool.
The Turtle Spirit Son has been reborn and has just woken up from his deep sleep. He can't help but want to take a look at the long-lost world, and he has been looking at the ground curiously along the way.
In the past, I always climbed on the ground and swam in the water. At most, I stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance. This was the first time I really flew in the air, and the Turtle Spirit Son also felt novel.
Yang Muyun asked, "Are you tired of flying for a long time?"
The Turtle Spirit Son replied: "The consumption of crawling on land is the most expensive, swimming in the water is more labor-saving, and flying in the air is even easier and more relaxed than in the water. I am now more and more fond of floating in the sky."
Hearing this answer, Yang Muyun suddenly had a whim, "So, how about you stay in the sky every day?"
The Turtle Spirit Son did not hesitate and immediately replied: "Master, you don't need to ask for my thoughts. Your will is the meaning of my existence."
Yang Muyun did not speak, but gently patted the tortoise shell, then activated the wind ring to attract the strong wind.
"It's going to speed up!"
The Turtle Spirit Saint Son is not flying very fast, which gives Yang Muyun the feeling of riding a low-speed electric car, but it can be faster if you control the wind.
This speed is just right for sightseeing, but if you are rushing, you are really anxious.
However, Yang Muyun thought of the correct way to open the Turtle Spirit Holy Son - artificial satellite.
Let the Turtle Spirit Holy Son hover above the tribe and place a large base station on the back of the Turtle Spirit Holy Son, so that the communication coverage will be wider.
Perhaps it can establish a connection with Iron Lu City in the tribe.
Just as Yang Muyun was thinking about radio and radio, a row of densely packed small black dots appeared in front of him.
The Turtle Spirit Saint Son said, "Master, there is a group of griffins, who are dwarves."
The dragon warriors on the back of the Turtle Spirit Son stood up one after another and stroked their palms eagerly.
Yang Muyun said lightly: "We have entered the Iron Lu City area, and those griffins should welcome us."
At this time, Tielu City was in chaos.
The residents of the outer city rushed out of the door in panic and raised their heads to look into the sky.
A mysterious creature with no intention of coming was approaching quickly. His huge body, heavy momentum and mighty appearance were all bombarded heavily in the hearts of the residents of the outer city.
Who is it?
Is it an enemy or a friend?
Will the outer city be razed to the ground when the war lasts?
Oh, damn, hurry up and pack up and get ready to run away. Be sure to bring my most precious cards and lighter with me.
But at this time, some sharp-eyed creatures said, "There was no fight, the griffin knights set up a welcome array, and they came down."
While the residents of the outer city breathed a sigh of relief, they couldn't help but wonder: What kind of big shot is coming? It's such a big show.
Buzz!
The Turtle Spirit Son landed smoothly, without any collision of the earth and mountains. The surrounding trees just shook lightly, and even the leaves did not fall.
Seeing this scene, everyone was amazed as they watched. What a powerful creature, it would be fine if it was strong, but the control of power was so exquisite.
At this time, the Turtle Spirit Son lowered his head, and Yang Muyun walked step by step along its neck. In front, the Dwarf City Lord led dozens of heads of the family to line up to welcome him warmly.
Among them, most of the heads of the family are in a relaxed mood. After all, the stronger the barbarians, the more benefits the dwarves get.
Only the Dagu family was mixed with feelings.
In the beginning of spring, Chief Yun was still a poor and stupid boy, a standard mud-legged man. After only two or three months, he became an existence that needs to be looked up to.
The head of the Dagu family glanced at the son next to him. The boy suffered a loss in the hands of the barbarians. He has been working hard to connect with combat skills in the past few months in order to fight with the barbarians.
But now, the gap between the two sides is in heaven and underground, and it is simply incomparable.
So, the head of the Dagu family whispered: "Child, this is fate. Those favored by the gods are born to be the protagonist of this land. We cannot compete with it, otherwise we will be crushed by fate. From today on, put away your extra thoughts and strive to become a glorious griffin knight."
The young Dagu's nose felt sore, and he couldn't help but shed tears.
"Welcome to the most honorable guests of Tielu City and the most sincere friends of the Dwarves! Chief Yun, it's great that you can come. Tielu City is looking forward to your arrival all the time."
Yang Muyun nodded and immediately directed the Dragon Warrior to transport the goods.
"It suddenly rained heavily, the road was blocked, and the elephant head man couldn't go out, so I had to go there myself."
Seeing the many supplies that the dragon warrior unloaded, the dwarves finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the rice and tobacco finally arrived.
Before the dwarves could speak, Yang Muyun said, "How are my customized goods? How many sets have been made during this period?"
The city lord immediately replied: "Chief Yun, my tribe is becoming more and more skilled, and the speed and quality of forging have been greatly improved. I have saved enough five sets during this period."
Yang Muyun nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, count the number and deliver it."
The city lord nodded quickly and asked carefully: "Chief Yun, I'll hold a banquet in the inner city later to welcome you, I don't know..."
Yang Muyun waved his hand, "I'll have something else to do later."
The city lord quickly added: "Miss Valentina and Miss Cat will also invite you, as well as cards and lighters."
Hearing this, Yang Muyun pulled his hand and twisted his chin, and said, "It's good to go have a drink."