Douluo's Yaoyao comes up

Luo Yao looked at the hands held by the two people. Although she was still a child, her face still turned red.

"Tang Xiaosan, where are you taking me?"

Hearing this familiar name again, Tang San held Luo Yao's hand unconsciously tighter. Feeling the pain, Luo Yao wrinkled her forehead. She always felt that Tang San had something important to tell her.

Sure enough, Tang San kept his head lowered. Holding Luo Yao with red eyes, the moment she saw Tang San's eyes, Luo Yao felt ripples in her heart.

"I'm sorry, Yao'er..."

Tang San hugged Luo Yao tightly in front of him, as if this was the only way he could feel that the person in front of him was not a figment of his imagination.

Facing Tang San's sudden apology, Luo Yao just bit her lip and said nothing. But his hands are hugging the other person's thin waist

Feeling Luo Yao's response, Tang San hugged the person in his arms even more tightly. It gave Luo Yao a feeling of suffocation. Fortunately, the other party let go of Luo Yao when she was about to suffocate to death.

"I don't know what happened before. If you feel ashamed of me, then treat me better. For example, there should be no less food and drink. Maybe when I think of it, I will think of you being kind to me. Then Sir, I have a lot to forgive you.”

Tang San looked at Luo Yao, whose face was still flushed with a seductive pink color because of his previous behavior. This made Tang San couldn't help but look at the other person's gushing lips. His eyes darkened as he suddenly thought of something. He frowned with hatred, and he would never give up on her in this life.

Luo Yao looked at herself and said a lot of words, but the other party didn't respond at all.

"what happened to you?"

"It's okay, okay, whatever is good to eat or drink is yours."

"Yao'er, will you go to the Wuhun Palace with me?"

Listening to Tang San's promise to him, Luo Yao didn't bother with him about the other party's trance.

On the Douluo Continent, whether it is the Tiandou Empire or the Star Luo Empire, the Wuhun Palace in any city will be the landmark building of the city. Tang San just asked a random passerby and successfully found the place where the Spirit Hall was.

He had already lost some time just now by helping the work-study students cope with the duel, and he had to go back to bring lunch to the teacher, so Tang San ran to the Spirit Hall as fast as he could, not wanting to waste time. As for Luo Yao, she was not willing to come to Wuhun Palace at all, even if there was money available.

In fact, Luo Yao was still afraid that she would be noticed. She naturally knew why Tang San went to the Spirit Hall. It's okay to know her martial arts, but Bai Feng is a once-in-a-millennium person, and she's afraid that some people will follow the clues and find out her and Xiao Wu's true identities.

Obviously, she didn't want Tang San to understand the reason. He no longer tried to persuade her, but came to Wuhun Hall alone.

"Stop. Children, this is the Spirit Hall, don't rush in." As soon as Tang San arrived at the Spirit Hall, he was stopped by the guard at the door.

The Wuhun Palace in Notting City is a huge domed building. The width of the front alone is over 100 meters and the height is 20 meters. It is divided into three floors.

The entire building is brown, and there is only a long sword on the Wuhun Palace logo on the front door. Through the master's original explanation, Tang San knew that there was only one pattern on the logo, which meant that the Spirit Hall in Notting City was the lowest level Spirit Hall.

After leaving the Spirit Hall, Tang San brought food to the master. After leaving the master's room, Tang San returned to the work-study students' dormitory. This time, the seventh dormitory was no longer empty. Most of the work-study students were there, talking happily.

The first thing he saw was Luo Yao, who was sitting on the bed seriously and listening to everyone talking.

"Xiao San, come back and pull me." Wang Sheng, with sharp eyes, looked at Tang San at the door and shouted happily. When he said this, everyone looked at Tang San at the door.

"Xiao Wu, take me to the place where we should clean. Keep your word. From today on, the cleaning task will be handed over to me." Keeping promises is the foundation of life. Tang San has always done this very well

Xiao Wu glanced at him and said, "Why are you still cleaning? I'm giving you an advantage. You don't have to clean anymore."

Tang San was taken aback, and said: "Why?"

Xiao Wu said with some pride: "Do you think that I, Sister Xiao Wu, am doing this for nothing? That guy Xiao Chenyu has arranged the work for all our work-study students. We won't have to do it anymore, and we will still get paid. You’ve also put in a lot of effort, so I’ll give you an advantage this time.”

Although Tang San kept his promise, he was by no means a pedantic person. He chuckled and said, "That's good. From now on, you will be the little dancing sister of the entire Notting Academy."

"Yes, our eldest sister is very happy now. She even said she would eat three bowls of rice tonight."

"Yao Yao!" Xiao Wu looked at Luo Yao who was teasing her, and was about to reach out and teach him a lesson.

Luo Yao was obviously prepared and ran behind Tang San cunningly.

Xiao Wu sat up and looked at the calm Tang San and Luo Yao who was still smiling evilly. Decide not to deal with the other party

"What was the result of your appraisal at the Wuhun Hall?"

Tang San turned to look at Luo Yao and said, "It's done. I'm a soul master now."

Xiao Wu finally couldn't help but asked curiously: "What are the benefits of becoming a soul master? It's not just a false name, right?"

Tang San chuckled and said: "There are still some benefits. At least you can eat better in the future. The soul master will have a gold soul coin as a subsidy every month."

"A gold soul coin? That's so much." Seeing Xiao Wu's excited face, Luo Yao couldn't help but feel that she had failed him.

Why did she feel that Xiao Wu was short of money? Xiao Wu jumped out of bed while talking and ran out happily.

"Xiao Wu, what are you doing? Put on my shoes first." Luo Yao looked at the excited little rabbit in front of her with a headache.

"I'm also going to register as a soul master. How much delicious food can I buy with a golden soul coin?"

"Then there's no need to be in such a hurry."

"How can you not be in a hurry, have you forgotten that today is the end of the month? Go now, even next month, maybe you can get two gold soul coins."

Tang San looked at Luo Yao with a funny look on his face, knowing that Xiao Wu Wuhun should be fine, so Luo Yao didn't stop her too much.

But looking at Xiao Wu's fierce look, Luo Yao secretly smiled in her heart, fearing that the person who identified him would be shocked again. After all, Xiao Wu's talent was much better than Tang San's.

Seeing Tang San slowly lift a casting hammer, Shi San next to him widened his eyes and exclaimed, "What a strength, he is worthy of being the son of our blacksmith."

Here's the thing, because there's no need to clean. Naturally, they had free time in the afternoon, and Luo Yao was planning to rest. I was accidentally dragged here by Tang San

At this time, Tang San stared at the pig iron on the stove with burning eyes, exhaled loudly, and violently swung Shi San's casting hammer.

"Hey."

The soles of his feet were firmly pressed against the ground, his calves suddenly exerted force, and the power surged forward. Tang San's body turned halfway, and the huge casting hammer swung a full circle diagonally in the air, hitting the piece of pig iron hard.

There was a loud bang, which turned the smiles of all the blacksmiths into astonishment. Then, as the hammer rebounded, Tang San quickly turned around and swung the hammer in his hand again. There was another loud noise, and the hammer was stronger than the hammer. The previous heavier weight fell on the red-hot pig iron.

"Uncle Third, please help me turn on the bellows. The temperature is not enough." Tang San said quickly, and his third hammer was already swinging. This time, the casting hammer moved more quickly, bringing with it the whine of the wind.

Shi San is also an old blacksmith, so he naturally understood the consequences of insufficient temperature, so he quickly squatted aside and pulled up the bellows.

Looking at everyone who was already shocked, of course Luo Yao was included. She didn't expect Tang San to be able to smash iron, but she thought about his other martial spirit. It seems to be excusable

But others who didn't know the reason were still staring at Tang San closely. While Shi San was pulling the bellows with all his strength, he stared closely at Tang San who was beating him. His eyes could no longer be described as surprised.

The other blacksmiths all knew the weight of Shi San's hammer, so they naturally knew the difficulty of hitting continuously.Especially like Tang San, one hammer is heavier than one hammer, it is extremely difficult.

Clang.The last knock was completed, Tang San took the casting hammer and turned it around twice in a row, dispelling the momentum on the hammer, the head of the sledgehammer went down, and landed on the ground again, shocking the hearts of the blacksmith shop and the blacksmiths at the same time for a moment.

Twenty-seven hammers, a full twenty-seven hammers struck continuously. The shape of the piece of pig iron that Shi San had forged before did not change at all, but the overall shape shrank by a circle.

What Tang San could do, Shi San could do on his own, but it would take a whole day. You know, Shi San has officially become a blacksmith for fifteen years.

Looking at Tang San, who was panting slightly and sweating on his forehead, Shi San stuttered: "Is this, is this the random cloak hammering technique? The strongest continuous casting technique among blacksmithing techniques?"

"Chaos Cloak Hammering Technique? What is that?" Tang San asked doubtfully.

Shi San's cheeks were already flushed with excitement, "The so-called random cloak hammering method is a method of continuous hammering and casting. With the help of force, we can perfectly exert the power of our blacksmiths. It is said that the most powerful blacksmiths can Swinging eighty-one hammers in a row, I can directly shape a piece of pig iron into what I want. The most important thing is that the random cloak hammering method is the most powerful casting technique to remove metal impurities. I thought it had been lost long ago, but I didn’t expect it. But I saw it on your hands today.”

Is it really a random cloak hammering technique? The decadent figure of his father appeared in front of Tang San's eyes. Could it be that his father was originally an outstanding blacksmith?

"Third uncle, I don't know if this is the random cloak hammering technique. This is what my father taught me."

Shi San let out a long sigh and laughed heartily: "It seems that I have found a treasure this time. The employment conditions just now are invalid. For now, you will have the same salary as everyone else, one Gintama coin per month. If the business is good, , plus commission.”

In this way, Tang San officially became a member of Shi San's blacksmith shop and began to live a fulfilling life.

As for Luo Yao, she sighed again out of boredom. Looking at Tang San who was thoughtful, he felt that he had had enough for this afternoon. Instead, she kept watching Tang San smash the iron over and over again, falling asleep and being teased by the people in the shop.

"Yao'er, wait for me here." He bumped into Tang San who suddenly stopped, and rubbed his forehead that hurt from the bump. Luo Yao looked at Tang San complainingly and waved her hand.

It's not that Tang San didn't observe Luo Yao, on the contrary. Except when he was breaking iron, he always paid attention to Luo Yao's condition.

Luo Yao yawned as she watched Tang San's disappearing figure. I found a random step and sat down.

"This Tang San, I watched him hammering iron all afternoon. And now he has disappeared without a trace." Although he complained in his heart. But Luo Yao was still waiting for Tang San obediently.

Watching Luoxia gradually disappear, Luo Yao couldn't help but feel worried. Why haven't you come back? Nothing will happen! Just as he was about to leave, he saw a familiar figure coming against the light.

"I'm sorry for the long wait. I've been looking for it for a long time." He looked at the familiar oil paper package in Tang San's hand. Luo Yao's reproachful words were stuck in her throat for a while, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Looking at his suddenly jealous sister-in-law Liang, Tang San was immediately in a panic, "Yao...er, it's my fault for keeping you waiting for so long." Luo Yao shook her head and said nothing. Just looking at the oil paper in Tang San's hand

"It's still warm, do you want to try it?"

"it is good"

Watching Tang San carefully open the oil paper, the familiar sweet-scented osmanthus cake appeared in front of him. It's really her favorite osmanthus cake at this moment. I don’t know why the grievances, helplessness, and fear of the unfamiliar world all burst out at once.

This time it was Luo Yao who pounced on Tang San

Tang San looked at Luo Yao in his arms, but there was no hand holding the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. He also hugged each other gently and patted each other gently. Feeling the dampness and heat in his chest, a trace of complexity flashed across Tang San's eyes