Tang Yifei's Repayment Trip [Quick Transmigration]

There was a dwarf on Tang Yifei's horseback. He didn't want to go to the appointment, but in the end, he went to the city lord's mansion for the die-hard fans of the Seventh Saintess.

The Lord of Loharin has three sons in total. Loharin is the eldest son, who should have received absolute attention and honor, but his mother died of a blood collapse while giving birth to him. Soon after, his father married his step-wife. Two more sons and a daughter were born.

As the saying goes, if you have a stepmother, you have a stepfather. Loharlin grew up under the neglect of his father and the cold violence of the whole family.

Fortunately, Loharrin is an adult soul. If it is really a baby, it is really hard to say what he will look like.

Tang Yifei is like the parent of a bear child, supporting her wronged child.

Since it was to support the child, and it was not too far from the city lord's mansion, she straightened the Loharin, which was lying horizontally, and let him sit in front of her, and rode a horse to the sky, in fact, it was walking against the wind In order to create momentum, she also gathered white clouds under Li Feisha's feet.

Lifeisha seems to have opened the door to a new world.Flying with all four hooves, it was a joy to run, but unfortunately, the feet were soft and there was no strength, no matter how hard I tried to plan, the white clouds were still those white clouds.

Tang Yifei: "Erha, how do you feel? Are you handsome?"

Loharin: "You have lost your memory, so I forgive you for your slip of the tongue this time. What I want to say is that I know what Erha is."

Tang Yifei: "Oh, that's really boring. Remember, you can't talk about my amnesia in the future. Don't call me a saint, just call me Tang Yi."

Loharin said helplessly: "Just because you came from the mysterious east and crossed the endless sea. There are few invincible opponents on this continent, and few people dare to call your name directly. You don't want me to call you As a saint, do you want to call you Brother Tang?"

Tang Yifei: "Actually, you can call me Little Fairy!"

Loharin rolled his eyes towards the sky: "Can you be more serious? There are many people waiting below, what should I call you?"

Tang Yifei: "You little brat, wouldn't it be nice to call me Little Fairy!"

Loharin stood up helplessly from his horse, turned around and saluted solemnly: "My lord, I'd better call you my lord."

Tang Yifei: "Okay, okay, I've convinced you, such a small one, why are you so serious. By the way, what's your name now?"

Loharin said dejectedly, "Luo Jinyi."

Tang Yifei: "Do you have no clothes for the poor in the city lord's mansion? Give you a name like this!"

Loharin lamented: "My lord, you have been here for too short a time, and you don't know that people in this continent regard yi and fei as the most valuable. Like Feiyi, Feiyi, Jinyi, Xiuyi, Mianyi, Caiyi Yi, Yiqian, Ten Thousand, Yiyi, Yichuan, Yijing, Yilin, Yishi, Yi'an, IKEA... these are all good names."

Tang Yifei: "You call this a good name?"

Luo Halin sighed: "You probably don't know, I have counted my ancestors for thousands of years, there are more than 20 people named Feiyi/Feiyi/Feiyi, Yi'an/Yi'an/Yi'an, etc. .This is only my Loharrin lineage, the others...."

Tang Yifei hurriedly stopped and said, "There's no need to say any more."

The two of them are like friends who haven't seen each other for many years, and there is not much estrangement. This is also due to Tang Yifei's strong spiritual power and Loharin's respect and admiration for her.Tang Yifei couldn't help but want to tease him with that kind of wholehearted trust and treat him better.

The two of them floated in the air together, which naturally attracted many people to watch.

And those who dared to come to 'watch' were all big figures in the city.

Most of the people only bowed in Tang Yifei's direction and looked eagerly at the sky.

In the city lord's mansion, all the masters in the city quickly gathered.A group of people stood there, looking at the scene in the sky.

They were talking quietly.

"Isn't someone doubting whether this big monk Tang really crossed the endless sea? Now you can be sure!"

"I heard that some people say she is a fake visitor from the East."

"Isn't such an ability to soar through the clouds and ride the fog the representative of the mysterious oriental cultivator?"

"Indeed, although you can float in the air with the levitation spell, you have never heard of someone who has to persist in the sky above the endless sea for a long time."

"You don't need to say that. I heard that the elves, goblins, wizards, necromancers, churches, trade unions... are all coming to Loharin."

"They all believe that the mysterious visitor from the east will stay in Loharrin?"

"Didn't you say that Eastern monks are good at 'pinch fingers and count'? If this statement is true, then this one will definitely stay in Loharlem for a while."

"Oh? What kind of saying is this?"

Everyone looked at this person with contempt, and someone kindly explained: "This person probably has not received the family inheritance, and does not know the deeds of the Seventh Saintess."

That person kept crying out for injustice: "Anyone randomly pulled out from the mainland knows the deeds of the Seventh Saintess very well..."

"I know it very well, are you just copying what others say?"

"Why, if you are not convinced, then do you know the origin of the city of Lorhallin?"

"Who doesn't know that the city of Loharrin was created by the Great Sword Saint Loharrin."

"Then why don't you know that the relationship between the Great Juggernaut and the Seventh Saintess is extraordinary!"

"Ah! Isn't that a rumor? How could the Seventh Saintess fall in love with that dwarf? Cough, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Idiot, you really are a bumpkin, the Seventh Maiden naturally likes Loharin."

Under everyone's strange eyes, the man slowly answered: "It's just a love between friends."

Amid the boos, the man raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "Isn't it? Of all the legendary characters, only the dwarf Loharrin has the best relationship with the Seventh Maiden."

"Didn't it mean that the relationship between them is so good because the Great Juggernaut uses a sword?"

"That's true. It is said that the best pharmacists and alchemists at that time had been taken care of by the Seventh Saintess. However, the only one who received the true biography of the Seventh Saintess was the Great Sword Saint Loharin."

"Didn't you say that you only got a trace of sword intent?"

"How do you mages know that you can almost become a sword master with a trace of sword intent from the seven saints, not to mention the great sword saint Loharin, who has been carefully taught by the seven saints!"

"Stop talking, Brother Tang is here."

At the originally quiet scene, someone couldn't help asking: "Isn't that the grandson of the city lord?"

Although the city lord didn't know his own grandson, he still looked at his eldest son, saw him nodding, and smiled slowly: "It's that kid from Jinyi!"

What he didn't know was that his eldest son's back was already wet with sweat, and his heart was in a mess at this moment. He couldn't figure it out, how could his son, who was not likable, have friendship with the great monk?

He has always ignored the existence of this son, and even tacitly allowed his wife and two children to stumbling him, squeezing him right into the city lord's mansion, so he could only make friends with the servants' children.

Now that he is developed, will he come to take revenge on his precious children?

Loharin looked down from above the clouds, and he naturally saw his grandfather's smile clearly, and his father's stiffness and worry.

Tang Yifei: "That's your father? Your grandfather."

Loharrin: "Yes, they are the current city lord and the young city lord."

Tang Yifei: "Oh, then what are we waiting for, let's go and surprise them!"

Loharin rolled his eyes to the sky again. Based on his understanding of the saint, this was probably a shock, not a surprise.

Sure enough, as expected, the Holy Maiden made trouble again.

The clouds under their feet turned into small white flowers, which floated downward, and everyone below got one.

These bigwigs on one side held a flower made of clouds in their hands, smiled lightly, and bowed slightly to salute, showing a gentleman's demeanor.

Only his father's flower flew a little far away when his father reached out to pick it up.

His father, the Lord of the Young City took a step forward, and then the flower turned into a cute cartoon-like grimace provocatively. The grimace quickly became bigger and thinner, and turned into a real grimace. The ghost's face was pale, his hair was messy, and he opened his mouth to bite the young city master.

In a panic, the young city master yelled 'Ghost' and ran away.

Grimace chased and shouted: "Young City Master, don't go, didn't you still say you love someone yesterday? Come on ghost, Young City Master is lying to ghosts again."

With this cry, the flowers and vines in the garden turned into ghosts one by one, rushing towards the Young City Lord.

Their voices are also one after another, the young city lord loves beautiful people the most, am I not beautiful enough?

Young city lord, don't trust him, he is using a mask, I am your favorite.

Didn't the young city lord say that he loves the national color of peony the most?

The young city owner also said that camellia is his favorite!

Young Lord...

The uproar gradually rose, and everyone's complexions changed drastically. They looked at the little white flower in their hands in confusion, and didn't know whether to throw it away or offer it piously.

The city lord's face froze, and he raised his sword to cut it off, but he is only a high-level swordsman, how can he deal with these 'demons and ghosts'.

The offerings in the City Lord's Mansion were shot one after another, and all kinds of magical fighting spirit colors filled half of the garden for a while, but unfortunately, these dazzling magics did not have any effect.

Instead, those 'ghosts' who were tightly entangled with the young city master rushed towards them.

Tang Yifei: "How is it? Are you in a better mood?" She has long felt that the closer he is to the City Lord's Mansion, the worse this little guy's mood is. Although he is not a real child, even an adult, he The cold violence and various frame-ups and criticisms he received also put him in a very bad mood.

Loharrin: "My lord, I am no longer a child."

Tang Yifei: "Yes, you have grown into a three-headed adult."

Ahhh, can you stop attacking his height as soon as you open your mouth, Loharrin almost wants to bite.

His father, the young city master, is more like a dead dog.How the hell are there so many miscellaneous things, dare to come to the city lord's mansion to make trouble, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't make a sound. He wanted to resist, but found that he couldn't lift his arm, and wanted to continue running away, but found that he had been cursed , settled down.

All over the body, except for the eyes, there is no moving place.

The bearded City Lord was also very angry at this time, but fortunately he still remembered that he could not afford to offend the great monk in the sky.

He also finally remembered that his grandson seemed to have never attended any gatherings in the city lord's mansion since he was born, otherwise he would not have asked his son to confirm whether it was his grandson!

Could it be that this kid is so rampant when he succeeds, that he doesn't take their Loharin City Lord's Mansion seriously?

The city lord ordered his subordinates not to move without authorization, first bowed to Tang Yifei in the sky, and then slowly said: "Dear monk, but someone in our Loharin city has offended you, if there is such a thing, please show me, ha Act according to the law and never favoritism."

Seeing that Tang Yifei didn't answer, he said again: "Still, mysterious visitor from the east, you want to manage this city according to your wishes."

If the sentence just now put Tang Yifei on the opposite side of the rule of law, then the latter sentence is much more ruthless.

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