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273: Go ahead, don't give your face

Looking at them walking out of the inn, Tang Yun suddenly asked: "Aren't you angry?"

"What's there to be angry about?" Tang Yanyue drank the remaining porridge in the bowl and looked up at him in surprise.

"Oh, let's go."

Tang Yun smiled slightly, ignored the topic, picked up his sword, picked up the baggage, turned around and walked out.

The two of them were on their way, not in a hurry. Tang Yanyue finally regained her freedom, dragging him around every day, staying for a while at every place she went, and having a great time.

Tang Yun spent every day pondering the copy and martial arts techniques whenever he had time, with some relaxation and relaxation.

There has not been any progress in strength. During this period, he mainly recuperated and rested, but his skills were even better, rising from level 27 to level 28.

We walked, stopped, and went in circles all the way. The journey was not long in the first place, but it took us more than two months to get there.

Tang Yanyue's eyes widened and she looked at the crowds of people on the street in surprise. She couldn't help but ask, "Is there any activity going on here?"

A cat-eared girl next to her heard her words, raised her head and showed a big smile, and replied: "Yes, sister, there is a gathering of hundreds of tribes this year."

"A grand gathering of hundreds of tribes?" Tang Yun chewed on the word and slightly remembered some information about this matter.

To put it simply, under the management of Longxiao Pavilion, this place has become a paradise for many little monsters. Many monsters who don’t like to fight will move here with their families. Over time, there will be more, and everyone will discuss it.

for such a grand event.

Much like a temple fair or a market, everyone takes out the accumulated and unused things at this time and sells them for money or exchanges for useful ones.

Tang Yanyue tugged on his sleeve and asked pitifully: "Can we join in the fun?"

"Do business first."

Tang Yunchang raised his chin at the building in the distance. No matter what he did in the future, his main purpose of coming here this time was to get back the other parts of the Youyun Armor.

This set of protective gear is indeed powerful. Even a sixth-grade warrior will not leave many marks, and even minor scratches will be repaired by itself.

Finish things one day early, calm down one day early, and leave directly after playing.

Walking through the streets, you can see everywhere with human bodies and dog heads, three-eyed beauties, six-armed men, and even guys who are too lazy to transform and just speak human words.

It really fits that sentence, there are all kinds of monsters and monsters.

In comparison, Tang Yun and Tang Yanyue seemed a little strange.

If we talk about the serious human race here, they are really not that many.

After wandering to the other side, it was like a paradise. The silence here formed a strong contrast with the noisy outside.

But when the guard at the door saw Tang Yun, his face showed surprise, and he asked respectfully: "Are you a good friend of the Pavilion Master?"

Tang Yun shook his head, flicked out a name card, and said, "No, I came to see your Pavilion Master for something to retrieve something I had lent."

"Your Excellency, please wait a moment. This is the call." The guard took a cursory glance at the words "dragon and phoenix dance" on the name post, made an apology, and hurried in to report.

He couldn't understand it and the writing was a bit sloppy.

It's really not ugly.

Tang Yun has been practicing for such a long time and has occasionally worked hard to practice. Although his calligraphy cannot be called a silver hook and iron painting, which is strong enough to penetrate the back of the paper, it can still be called orderly and precise.

Tang Yanyue helped make these famous posters. Although she doesn't want to admit it, her handwriting is indeed a little bit better than Tang Yun... That's all.

But the guard came to the courtyard and handed the name card in his hand to the pavilion master Long Feiming.

"Zhenwu Pavilion, Tang Yun?"

Long Feiming smiled apologetically at the guest, took a closer look at the name card, and couldn't help but feel a touch of astonishment on his face: "Tang Yun? Why are you here? Isn't he over there in Xianghuo County?"

Hearing this, the burly man standing opposite could not help but ask the young man next to him: "Tang Yun? Do you know who Tang Yun is?"

The corner of the young man's mouth twitched, and he sighed helplessly: "Grandpa, you have been in seclusion for too long, and you don't even know about Tang Yun? He is the most popular genius in recent years."

"Oh? Tell me in detail." The big man's curiosity aroused.

The young man thought for a moment and organized his explanation: "He only entered the first rank when he was twenty years old, but he keeps making breakthroughs every year. I heard that he reached the ninth rank a few years ago, and now he is definitely better. And the most terrifying thing is that he

The proposed martial arts academy..."

The big man scratched his chin, and then said with a tone of relief: "I am indeed worthy of the name of Tianjiao, but what if I am a monster with monstrous qualifications? It is still too late to enter the first rank. Even if I reach the eighth rank now, I will be no more than the same as you."

Looking horizontally and vertically, my own baby is the prettiest.

Long Feiming apologized, lifted his hem, and asked the guard to lead the way. He walked a little faster: "Old friend, wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

The big man looked at his back and murmured: "There seems to be something wrong with Old Long."

The young man sighed and reminded: "Grandpa, those who come are not kind and kind. Tang Yun is not an easy person to get along with. There must be something important when he comes this time. The imperial court is standing behind him now, and Jane is in the heart of the emperor.

Don’t underestimate it because of its strength.”

"I understand." The big man laughed and comforted: "Don't worry, because of my face, Lao Long will definitely not refuse."

"I hope so." The young man smiled bitterly, but there was always an ominous premonition in his heart.



Long Feiming walked down the steps quickly, smiled and raised his hands and asked: "I dare to ask, but in person to Mr. Tang Yuntang?"

"Tang Yun." Tang Yun nodded with a smile and went in side by side: "I have often heard that Longxiao Pavilion is famous. Today I saw it. It's true that being famous is not as good as meeting."

Long Feiming waved his hand humbly: "No matter where you are, Mr. Tang is famous for his reputation. I only have a small reputation in this three-acre land. I don't deserve it."

After Tang Yun was admitted to the hospital, he stated his intention straightforwardly: "There is nothing important in coming here this time. I am just here to retrieve the other parts of the Youyun Armor that were lent to Longxiao Pavilion by Leiyin Temple."

Eh?

Long Feiming didn't expect that the other party was actually coming for Youyun Armor. He didn't pay much attention to it before, but now he looked at it and found that the style of the armor on Tang Yun's body was quite similar to Youyun Armor.

However, isn't Youyun Jia from Leiyin Temple? Why is it Tang Yun's turn to come and ask for it?

He felt there was something wrong here.

But Tang Yun soon gave a reply - a handwritten letter from Leiyin Temple.

The content is very small, but the amount of information that can be revealed is huge.

So Long Feiming was stunned for a long time before he put away the secret letter in surprise.

He led Tang Yun toward the guest with a sense of loss. Anyway, the other party was also for Youyun Jia, so it was probably a good time to end it in one fell swoop.

Thinking of this, Long Feiming said as he walked: "My lord, please forgive me, my ancestor did go to Leiyin Temple to borrow the Youyun Armor back then, but it was not for himself, but for his sworn brothers."

"Tell me carefully." Tang Yun hummed in disbelief.

Long Feiming continued: "Back then, our ancestor's brothers were trapped in a bottleneck and were not allowed to break through. Our ancestor inquired about the existence of Youyun Armor. It was said that this set of armor was made of special materials.

So there are some...I don’t know the specifics, but it will be better if they wear it to practice, so our ancestors traveled across mountains and rivers to Leiyin Temple and borrowed shoulder armor and wrist guards."

Tang Yun frowned: "What then?"

Long Feiming smiled bitterly: "This time the other party came to me again, just to see if I could help them match up and lend them the remaining parts of the Youyun Armor. A set of armor should be more effective."

"Oh." Tang Yun nodded clearly.

oh?

Then what?

Long Feiming observed Tang Yun's reaction out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but feel a little unhappy. Now that we're talking about this, why don't you show your stance.

When the armor is on you, it is just a piece of protective gear at most, but when it is with others, it can help them practice, so it is obviously more important to them.

As long as you open your mouth and I spend a little more money, let them directly pay for the armor. Wouldn't it be a win-win outcome for all three parties?

The last part of Tang Yun's words slowly reached his ears: "Whether he practices is of no use to me is none of my business? Does it mean that because his wife is good-looking, I can just play around with her?"

"..." Long Feiming almost spit out blood. What a bullshit example he gave.

Tang Yun stopped in front of the courtyard, looked at him seriously and asked: "Master Long Pavilion, your ancestor borrowed this thing from Leiyin Temple, right?"

"Yes." Long Feiming was so stared at that his scalp went numb.

Tang Yun continued to ask: "Leiyin Temple has now given me the Youyun Armor and written a handwritten letter to you. As the owner of the Youyun Armor, I am here to get back what belongs to me. Is there anything wrong with this?"

"Yes." Long Feiming nodded with a sullen face.

Tang Yun understood and patted him on the shoulder: "Is it natural to pay back debts? So do you want to return the things to me?"

The corner of Long Feiming's mouth twitched: "Yes, but..."

Tang Yun smiled meaningfully: "It is not easy for Longxiao Pavilion to develop to the present. You must keep the foundation and don't be ashamed of your ancestors' ardent expectations for you."

"My lord said, come with me." Long Feiming laughed a few times, opened the door and walked in.

Youyunjia?

Suddenly, the two people in the courtyard suddenly stood up and looked at the armor on Tang Yun's body in surprise, with a somewhat eager look on their faces.

Long Feiming's expression returned to normal and he said: "Well, old friend Hu, let me introduce to you. This is the famous Lord Tang Yuntang."

"Master Tang, you are such a talented young man. I have admired your name for a long time." Old Hu coughed and hurriedly came up to him. His eyes couldn't help but glance at his armor.

"That's ridiculous." Tang Yun sat down with a smile.

Long Feiming is also an old fox. He knows that since Tang Yun has said that, he will definitely not give up. And Youyun Jia's importance to Lao Hu and the others is self-evident, and the other party will definitely not give up.

So no matter what happens in this matter, it's best to stay out of it and let the two parties fight it. Whoever wins or loses has nothing to do with him.

After not bringing the topic to Youyun Jia for a long time, Tang Yun was not in a hurry. On the contrary, Lao Hu and the others were a little impatient. Lao Hu was not even as steady as that young man, and the anxious look was clearly written on his face.

After half an hour, after drinking tea again and again, Lao Hu finally couldn't help it. He ignored the young man's frequent glances and looked at Tang Yundao: "Master Tang, the armor on his body, could it be the legendary Youyun Armor?"

"Don't you also have parts at home?" Tang Yun smiled half-heartedly.

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