Iron Cross Fire

"Wow..."

Seeing the Overlord Hammer that was over 200 meters high, Yue Wuya was shocked! Indescribable shock! Indescribable excitement!

"Overlord Hammer, Overlord Hammer, please become smaller!" Yue Wuya suppressed his excitement and said tentatively.

"Swish!"

As soon as Yue Wuya finished speaking, the Overlord Hammer quickly shrank by half!

"It's still too big, Overlord Hammer, please become smaller, the smallest!" Yue Wuya raised his head and said.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the Overlord Hammer instantly shrank to the size of an embroidery needle and fell into Yue Wuya's palm.

"Good baby, good baby!" Yue Wuya jumped and held the Overlord Hammer, playing with it with love.

He didn't find the spirit beast, but he got the Overlord Hammer unexpectedly, which was a pleasant surprise!

Whoosh!

However, just when Yue Wuya was very excited, he heard a sound of footsteps coming from behind.

Yue Wuya quickly looked back and his face changed immediately.

I saw dozens of people from the underworld come in at some point, staring at the Overlord Hammer in their hands, their eyes full of greed and shock.

Obviously, the Overlord Hammer just grew bigger and collapsed the top of the mountain, causing vibrations that attracted these people! At this time, nearly a hundred people surrounded Yue Wuya!

"A divine weapon, this kid is holding a divine weapon!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and the eyes of others became hot.

"Such a divine weapon was found by a little kid, it's a waste of heaven's gift."

"What's the point of talking, whoever grabs it will own it."

For a while, everyone shouted and rushed towards Yue Wuya at the same time.

"You old birds, you still want to grab my hammer, you are so shameless." Yue Wuya pouted, looked at the crowd rushing over, and ran away.

"Boy, stop!"

"Little kid, give me the hammer, I won't treat you badly!"

"Don't listen to them, I'm the head of the Holy Sword Pavilion, as long as you give me the hammer, I'll give you a blue-level weapon."

Hearing these words, Yue Wuya laughed immediately. He was a child, how could he believe them!

"A bunch of fools, come and chase me!" Yue Wuya turned around and laughed, and ran away quickly.

Compared with his father, Yue Wuya is even worse, and he doesn't speak seriously.

Hearing Yue Wuya's words, the faces of these people in the rivers and lakes turned red, and they were almost furious. Among these people, there are some well-known figures, but at this time, they were mocked by a child and felt greatly humiliated.

"Good boy, dare to scold me?"

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

In anger, these people urged their internal forces one by one, and in an instant, the air around them was distorted, with amazing power.

If it were seven years ago, Yue Wuya would definitely be panicked.

But in the past seven years, Yue Wuya has received the true teachings of Lu Jiechen, so he is not panicked at all. He led the people behind him and made a circle in this huge ancient battlefield ruins.

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The other side!

Diyuan Continent, Emei Mountain.

The deepest part of Emei Sect is the bedroom of the headmaster Han Aoran. In the fragrant room, Han Aoran sat on the edge of the bed in a deep purple dress.

It must be said that Han Aoran is worthy of being the recognized goddess of the world.

Seven years have passed in a flash. Han Aoran is more sexy and charming, but the years have not left any traces on her face. Her face is as beautiful as before, and her figure is still tight and graceful. She is just like a fairy in the sky, not eating fireworks on earth.

On the bed, a little girl with a delicate figure was lying there sleeping soundly.

The girl looked seven or eight years old, wearing a pink little skirt, very playful and cute.

This girl is the daughter of Han Aoran and Yue Feng.

Han Aoran named her Han Bing, so that she would be like herself, cold and aloof, outstanding and proud.

At this moment, Han Aoran looked at Han Bing quietly, her eyes full of love and tenderness. Since becoming a mother, Han Aoran's state of mind has become much gentler than before.

Of course, Han Aoran only showed this gentle side when she was alone with her daughter. In front of outsiders, she was still the high and mighty head of the Emei Sect.

"Squeak--"

At this moment, the door was gently pushed open, and a woman walked in slowly. It was Master Miaoyuan.

Like Han Aoran, seven years have passed, and Master Miaoyuan is still beautiful and full of charm.

"Master Sister, is Bing'er asleep?"

When she came to the front, Master Miaoyuan looked at Han Bing on the bed, and smiled softly: "This girl is very talented and practices very hard. She was practicing swordsmanship in the back just now and didn't rest all the time. She must be exhausted."

Han Aoran hummed softly, with a bit of relief on her face. Indeed, her daughter is extremely talented. At the age of seven, she has mastered her unique skill, the Ice Dragon Palm.

Nun Miaoyuan continued: "We have a disciple like Bing'er in our Emei Sect, and we will surely be able to carry forward her in the future. Master Sister, I think we can train Bing'er to be the next generation of Emei Sect Master. As for Zhou Qin, we can't count on her."

Nun Miaoyuan was disappointed when Zhou Qin was mentioned.

Zhou Qin was originally the eldest sister of Emei Sect. Han Aoran and Nun Miaoyuan had always placed high expectations on her and was also a candidate for the next generation of the Sect Master.

But since Zhou Qin met Yue Feng and experienced so many things, she has become decadent, not paying attention to cultivation at all, and absent-minded all day long.

Hearing this, Han Aoran smiled and did not respond.

In her heart, she also planned to train Han Bing to be the next generation of the headmaster, but the child is still young, and Han Aoran plans to wait a few years.

"Headmaster sister!" At this time, Master Miaoyuan looked at the sleeping Han Bing quietly, and said curiously: "How come Bing'er looks more and more like you, the headmaster sister? This child will definitely be a beauty when she grows up."

As she said that, Master Miaoyuan couldn't help laughing and said: "Headmaster sister, sometimes I wonder if Bing'er is your lost daughter!"

Swish!

Hearing this, Han Aoran blushed and said coquettishly: "What lost daughter? Bing'er is the child I picked up back then. Don't say this again in the future."

When saying this, Han Aoran was calm on the surface, but he was panicking in his heart.

That's right!

Han Aoran has been hiding the fact that Han Bing is his daughter. Except for Mr. Hongye, no one in the entire Emei knows that Han Bing is Han Aoran's daughter.

Han Aoran announced to the public that Han Bing was a child he picked up.

When Han Aoran got pregnant, she married Mr. Hongye. She originally thought that after the marriage, she would say that she was pregnant with Mr. Hongye's daughter. But Han Aoran changed her mind and thought that her daughter would grow older and look nothing like Mr. Hongye. People in the martial arts world would definitely gossip about her.

So Han Aoran decided to simply announce to the public that Bing'er was a child she picked up.

Originally, Master Miaoyuan had no doubts about this matter. However, as Han Bing grew up year by year, Master Miaoyuan noticed that the child looked more and more like the head sister, especially the beautiful face, which was exactly the same as Han Aoran.

"Head sister, Bing'er really looks like you..." Master Miaoyuan whispered again.

"Junior Sister Miaoyuan!" This time, Han Aoran's face was completely stern, and he looked at Master Miaoyuan and said, "I'll say it again, don't talk about this again! Do you hear me!"

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