Although Mu Yun's words explained why he did not throw weapons to test the original master like before, after listening to it, most people thought that since he and Yu Bingru were "deeply in love", it was reasonable to favor one over the other.
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Yu Bingru also felt the atmosphere was ambiguous, but at the moment he couldn't get angry, so he could only nod slightly and take the sword.
And the moment she grasped the hilt of the sword, an extremely ironing feeling suddenly came to her heart, as if she and the Bingxin Sword were integrated into one body, and she felt indescribably comfortable and happy in her heart.
Although Mu Yun couldn't see Yu Bingru's face, her joyful eyes were enough to tell the clues, so he took the opportunity to say: "Senior sister should be satisfied, in fact, I also have a share of credit in this,
You see, this huge fire was started by me pulling the bellows."
Yu Bingru rolled her eyes at him without any trace, thinking that it is true that you are good at fanning the flames, but as the saying goes, she was so happy that she still had a smile on her lips, looking at Mu Yun, who was fascinated and dreamy.
Yu Bingru paused slightly and ignored Mu Yun, but said respectfully towards the wall of fire: "Old Xing's forging skills are superb. I am convinced by this sword. I will definitely cherish this sword and save my life, and I will always keep your expectations in mind."
Xing Zhenliang, who was in the fire wall, smiled heartily and said: "It would be great if Miss Yu doesn't despise the old age and incompetence. The net weight of this Ice Heart Sword now is thirteen kilograms and four taels, which is just in line with your martial arts. I hope it can help you reach the peak of martial arts."
Yu Bingru was naturally grateful and said yes. At this time, the fire in the scene also began to decrease rapidly, and in a short while, it was all contained in the furnace.
When I looked at him, I saw Xing Zhenliang's stern eyes, his face glowing red, and although beads of sweat loomed on his temples, it did not hide his high-spirited look, giving him a heroic spirit that was getting stronger with age.
Everyone couldn't help but cheer in unison, and Xing Zhiying took the opportunity to whisper to Mu Yun: "Brother Qi, thank you very much for helping my family out of trouble today."
Mu Yun was slightly startled, and said with a heated face: "It's all within my scope, Xing...cough...in short, it's righteous...in short, I'm relieved that you're not wronged."
After careful consideration, he decided not to call out the word "sworn sister", but the words sounded a bit strange.
Xing Zhiying's face suddenly turned red, she pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "I can't afford to be so caring as a 'sworn brother'. Sister Yu, please don't worry too much. I will never compete with you for Junior Brother Qi."
Yu Bingru secretly held her forehead, waiting to "resort to violence" and exert strong pressure. However, Xing Zhiying had already known the opportunity and avoided it. At the same time, she smiled and said: "Brother, please coax Sister Yu quickly, so that she will not mess up."
I am jealous and hurt innocent people. I still have to socialize with grandpa, but now I have to spend less time with him."
After saying this, she ignored Yu Bingru's scolding gaze and walked to Xing Zhenliang's side, continuing to take on the responsibility of pushing the Wolong Car. The crowd also gathered around him, and naturally they couldn't help but give him compliments.
Yu Bingru was ridiculed by Xing Zhiying until she couldn't laugh or cry. When she glanced at her, she saw Mu Yun staring at her infatuatedly. In embarrassment, she stamped her feet and said angrily: "Junior Brother Qi! You... if you continue to be so presumptuous, don't blame me for using the door.
It’s regulated.”
Mu Yun made a soft sound and said as if he was ashamed: "Senior sister taught you a lesson, I will never follow suit again."
Yu Bingru knew that it was always easy for this junior brother to admit his mistakes, but it was extremely difficult to correct them. In a flash of thought, he said in a straight voice: "Wait a minute, please explain it clearly to everyone, there is absolutely no filial affection between the two of us.
As long as this matter can be handled well, I promise you to forget about it, do you hear me clearly?"
Mu Yun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said: "Clearly, everything will be done according to your wishes, senior sister."
Seeing that he was so obedient, Yu Bingru finally breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, she heard Xiao Lei say coldly: "The pure will become pure, and the dirty will become dirty. You, the iron-faced girl, hugged others in public."
, but now I want to explain it clearly in a few words, hum... aren't you afraid that the description will become darker and darker?"
Yu Bingru hesitated and said in a stiff tone: "We, the Kunlun Sect, do not dare to worry about the internal affairs of the Kunlun Sect. Now that the banquet is about to break up, Young Master Yue Lei, please do what you want."
After hearing this, Xiaolei's face became even more frosty. He gritted his teeth and snorted coldly: "It's not your turn to be a tough girl to see off guests. It's up to Xiaoying'er whether I want to leave or stay. Who wants you to talk too much?"
The two of them started to fight each other again, but Mu Yun seemed to be in the mist. In the meantime, he saw a fat old man approaching Xiao Lei and said with a flattering face: "Master Lei, please don't get angry. It's getting late today.
Why don't you condescend to stay at the little old man's house for a while, and the little old man will treat you wholeheartedly."
This old man was naturally Liang Fukuan. He was bent on pleasing Xiao Lei and did not follow the others to discuss friendship with Xing Zhenliang.
Xiao Lei seemed to be angry and resentful, and raised his eyebrows and said: "Iron-masked girl, you got a sword today, do you dare to let me try it out?"
As soon as Yu Bingrufang hesitated, he heard him sneer again: "Don't worry, I will never steal your sword, but if you really don't want to, there is nothing you can do. At most, I will make you think that your Kunlun sect is gone again."
It’s just one more cowardly person.”
Yu Bingru knew that he was using provocation, but he still couldn't help but get angry, and then said in a deep voice: "Since Young Master Yue Lei is so interested, the little girl is not afraid to sacrifice her life to accompany the gentleman, but I don't know that Young Master Yue Lei
How can Xia test the quality of this Bingxin Sword?"
Xiao Lei raised his eyebrows, took out an object from his sleeve, and then said calmly: "The test method is very easy. As long as your sword can cut off this object, it will be considered to be of good quality."
Yu Bingru took a closer look, and saw that he was holding a crystal jade flute about five inches long. This jade flute was completely emerald green, with an exquisite and clear color, and a natural aura that made people fall in love with it at first sight.
Mu Yun also saw it with great appreciation and couldn't help but persuade him: "Forget it, Xiao Lei, Senior Sister Yu's Bingxin Sword can be used with Kunlun Black Iron Essence to cut through gold and jade. You flute!"
It's so cute, wouldn't it be a waste of nature to destroy it for nothing?"
Xiao Lei glanced at him and said with a straight face: "I'll settle your bullying of you tonight. Now I just ask the Iron Masked Girl if you dare to use my flute to test the quality of your Ice Heart Sword."
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Yu Bingru was forced to ride a tiger and couldn't get off, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, then I ask Young Master Yue Lei to be careful."
After saying this, she raised her sword and struck at the jade flute in Xiao Lei's palm. In an instant, she saw three feet of clear light reflected in the sun. The power of Shen Lin's sword was truly extraordinary.
As soon as Yu Bingru drew out his sword, he suddenly felt ridiculous in his heart. He really couldn't believe that he was actually seeing this little guy.
Especially when I saw the crystal and lovely jade flute, I felt pity for it, and in a flash I withdrew most of the power contained in the sword, hoping not to damage the jade flute.
Less than the moment when the flute swords struck each other, there was only a soft ding sound, and suddenly the blade of the Bingxin Sword was shattered by the jade flute, leaving a small crescent-shaped gap, while the jade flute was clearly not damaged at all!