When he heard Lin Qianmeng almost revealed the truth, Mu Yun wiped his cold sweat secretly and thought to himself that it is serious to remember the three words "Qi Xuegu" in his heart. Then he cheered up and stood near the bellows, and then used all his strength to pull the pull rod and continuously sent the fresh air into the heavenly furnace.

As the saying goes, "Fire uses the wind, and the wind helps the power of the fire." The bellows equipped with this heavenly furnace are not ordinary things. In addition, Mu Yun has put all his strength in it at this moment, and the Samadhi True Fire in the heavenly furnace suddenly rose and the powerful flames of the furnaces on all sides spewed out of the fire, forcing everyone to retreat continuously.

The flames were rising higher and higher, and the fire became bigger and bigger. Gradually, it formed a wall of fire around the sky furnace. The hot high temperature made the surroundings dry. Everyone nearby felt difficulty breathing and sweating profusely. The figures of Xing Zhenliang and Mu Yun gradually blurred in the fire scene, and finally it was difficult to see them again.

Xing Zhenliang sat upright on the Wolong car, his expression on his face changed unpredictable. After a while, he coughed lightly and said, "Okay, Young Master Qi, the power of the Earth Flame Jade is enough to support the fire, so you can stop now."

After all, Mu Yun's injury has not healed, and after several exercises, he has become weak and weak. He heard this at this moment, and he was like being pardoned. He let go of the pull rod and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Xing, please forgive me. I just wanted to help you solve the situation. I had no choice but to make this decision. This... I am very ashamed."

Xing Zhenliang looked calm and said lightly: "It's okay, I really hope that my stolen child once received an adopted son like you. Unfortunately, he is always a seed of infatuation. He passed away early after his worries became sick, leaving only a girl in the oriole to take care of me, this old man."

Mu Yun also felt emotion, so he said sincerely: "Old hero Xing is a great hero and loves his baby. Miss Xing is not wronged to follow you. As for Uncle Xing's love is deep or not, although it is a bit sad, it is enough to meet a lover whom he loves in this life."

Xing Zhenliang sighed softly: "Yinga's biological mother is called Dieyu. She was originally a priest in the building. I didn't dislike her because of this. I just blame her for always using boring tricks such as piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, silk and bamboo opera to disturb my erect child. This is deeply unhappy for me."

Mu Yun was not easy to comment on this, so he could only lower his head and remain silent. Xing Zhenliang seemed a little dazed. After a moment, he sighed and said, "The dead are gone, no matter how much he regrets it, it will be in vain. I still can't let go of it now. I think only Yingmei is the only one."

Seeing Mu Yun seemingly wanting to speak but stop, he couldn't help but smile and said with a wry smile: "The more you grow, the more you look like her mother, and your mind becomes more and more active. In addition, the girl has a congenital deficiencies, so I'm afraid she can't inherit my old mantle. Alas... this really makes me helpless."

Although Mu Yun also felt that this statement was reasonable, he still comforted him: "Ms. Xing is still young after all, and Mr. Xing is also energetic. As long as you continue to supervise carefully in the future, I believe that Miss Xing will one day understand your efforts and take over this heavy burden as soon as possible."

Xing Zhenliang smiled and shook his head slowly and said, "Young Master Qi is polite. I have asked myself that I have not had a good life for several years, and Yingmei is destined to be not the material. Therefore, if you want to make this sword master famous, it is serious to find a good man for Yingmei who can take over the burden as soon as possible."

Mu Yun's heart was thrilled, and Xing Zhenliang said meaningfully: "Before my father passed away, I personally created a pair of strange swords for the Yingyao. This pair of strange swords is called "Canfang", which means that the deep love of the Chenfang is, and has always been preparing to choose a son-in-law for Yingyao in the future."

Mu Yun felt even more strange and couldn't help but say embarrassedly: "Miss Xing's Wending thing is indeed named Wen Ya. Speaking of which, our Long Zhengyang, Master Long happened to be as talented as Miss Xing. Has Mr. Xing considered matching them with each other?"

Xing Zhenliang paused slightly and said calmly: "The Long Shaoxia is very skilled in martial arts and has a generous and indifferent temperament. I really like it very much. However, Yingya's marriage is related to the future existence of the Sword and Sword Museum. If there is really a young hero with the ultimate casting technique, I will naturally favor it more."

The meaning of his eyes as he spoke was already obvious. Mu Yun could not help but recall Xing Zhiying's beautiful face, handsome figure, bright and innocent appearance, and a delicate voice. In an instant, he felt dry mouth and tongue dry, and his face was as hot as if it had just left the charcoal fire.

But it was only a moment when I felt ambiguous. Mu Yun felt it was inexplicably ridiculous. He shook his head and said with a guilty look: "Thank you, Mr. Xing, for your respect, but since I have fallen in love with A Bing, I dare not delay Miss Xing's life again. There is no turning around in this matter, so I can only ask you to understand."

Xing Zhenliang laughed and said disapprovingly: "Young Master Qi is too worried. Didn't you say that it's natural for a long time that a real man has three wives and four concubines. What's more, Miss Yu and Ying Yao have a close relationship. If they serve a husband in the future, they will probably not have any quarrels. Wouldn't everyone be happy?"

Mu Yun had a fever on his face and quickly said seriously: "Old Xing must not misunderstand. I was just forced to speak nonsense because of the situation. In fact, I am not a greedy person. Miss Xing's token of literary decisiveness is called 'Chenf', which means that the two of them are loyal to each other, so I dare not slander."

Xing Zhenliang frowned and smiled slightly, "Is that so? Is it because Young Master Qi is so arrogant? Haha... Even though Young Master Ying is really unsatisfactory, she still has this entire sword control hall as a dowry. Is Young Master Qi really not at all moved?"

Mu Yun seemed to be stagnant, and after a moment of silence, "Mr. Xing is indeed grateful for this kindness. If you say you are not moved, it is a deception. But the ancients said, "If you don't match your position, there will be disasters." My younger generation thought that you are weak and shallow, so you really dare not accept such great fortune."

Xing Zhenliang's expression relaxed, he smiled and said, "Young Master Qi said 'I dare not'. I think I am too modest. Your fire-controlling forging technique has reached the highest level. Even I am sorry that I am not as good as this future master of the Sword Management Hall, who can be worthy of it?"

Mu Yun wandered for a while and finally made up his mind: "I dare not deceive Mr. Xing. I know nothing about the art of fire control forging. I rely on only two magic weapons on my body."

After saying that, he thought Xing Zhenliang would be shocked, but unexpectedly, Xing Zhenliang just smiled slightly and then said leisurely: "Oh...that one of the magic weapons is the Chunyang Fire Avoidance Bead?"

Mu Yun was shocked and said embarrassedly: "It turns out that Old Xing already knew it. Cough... I am indeed fitting with the Pure Yang Fire Avoiding Bead, and the fire flames are hard to get close to within one foot of my body, so I was able to fight for that peace from Senior Tong before."
Chapter completed!