Weapon Master

Just by waving it around a few times, Gu Ying was already beaming with joy, his face flushed red with excitement. "Brother Tang Huan, thank you, thank you."

Compared to his original huge sword, the flow of the Genuine Qi was much smoother, and the performance of the sword was much better. With this sword in hand, even a Stage Seven Martial Master like Zhang Ye was confident that he could fight against it.

"Brother Gu, forging a weapon for you is not necessarily a good thing for you." Tang Huan shook his head and said worriedly.

"It\'s fine, it\'s fine. Normally, I would put it in my sheath. Unless it\'s dangerous, I definitely won\'t use it. In any case, it turns out that this sword can still be used." Gu Ying was beaming with joy, and casually waved his hands with a smile. He obviously knew what Tang Huan was worried about, this kind of levelling up weapon was easily coveted.

"That\'s good!" Only now did Tang Huan feel slightly relieved.

"..."

In the evening, Gu Ying finally bid farewell to Tang Huan and Mu Yan and left with large strides. Before Gu Ying left, Tang Huan divided the remaining inner layer "True Fire Spirit Fountain" into three parts; one was taken away by Gu Ying, one was given to Mu Yan, and the other was given to himself.

"What about you, Mu Yan? Don\'t tell me that you also plan to part ways with me?" Tang Huan retracted his gaze, and looked at Mu Yan who was beside him in a blink of an eye.

"You\'re right, Tang Huan. Are you going to bring this girl yourself, or should I?" Although she was asking Tang Huan, her hands still moved extremely quickly. The moment she finished speaking, the little girl on Feng Ming\'s back had already been released.

"I\'ll take it." Seeing that, Tang Huan said speechlessly.

"Tang Huan, now you are going to be a father and mother again." Mu Yan chuckled, and handed over the little girl who was rolling around to Tang Huan.

"..."

"This is great, now there\'s only the two of us left."

Mu Yan walked quickly and cleanly. Seeing her figure that floated away, Tang Huan patted Feng Ming who was in his embrace helplessly. It had only been a night, but this little girl seemed to have grown a lot taller.

Mu Yan\'s thoughts were meticulous, different from the careless Gu Ying. Tang Huan understood in his heart, Mu Yan must have guessed that what he was about to do next was something he did not want others to know, thus he chose to leave when Gu Ying was about to leave in order to prevent from making things difficult for him.

Actually, what Tang Huan wanted to do was very simple. He wanted to collect those "Profound Yin Soul Demon Pearls".

It was just that Tang Huan did not want more people to know that one of the eight Demon King s, the "Sword Soul King", was an illusion eye, so, collecting the "Profound Spirit Demon Bead" was naturally better done alone, otherwise, it would be very troublesome to explain.

It could be said that Mu Yan was very considerate of him to choose to leave now. However, besides being grateful, Tang Huan also couldn\'t help but be a little disappointed.

Tang Huan didn\'t really understand much about Mu Yan.

Before this, Tang Huan had only guessed that she was someone from the "Flowing Flower Merchant Guild", but he didn\'t know anything about her background, nor did he plan to investigate further. All he needed to know was that Mu Yan would not harm him, and that was enough.

However, after parting today, it was unknown whether they would meet again!

"If fate wills it, we will naturally meet again in the future."

After a while, Tang Huan calmed himself down and smiled, he then squatted down and opened the âAbsolute Spirit Tong \'wooden chest. Now that he had the "Sumeru Magical Ring", there was no need to carry the bag with the box on his back like before.

However, after just taking a glance inside the box, a strange smile appeared on Tang Huan\'s face, and then, he looked at Feng Ming who was in his embrace. In just a short moment, the little girl seemed to have gotten sleepy, with a drowsy look.

The corner of Tang Huan\'s mouth raised slightly. He did not say anything and just smiled at Feng Ming.

The little girl was as if she was fishing. Her head was drooping and her eyelids were opening and closing from time to time. She looked as if she would fall asleep at any moment.

Seeing that, the mocking smile on Tang Huan\'s face became wider and wider.

After a long while, Feng Ming seemed to have finally gotten rid of his drowsiness, and looked around blankly at his surroundings first. Then, with two arms as tender as lotus roots, they grabbed onto Tang Huan\'s neck and said in a childish voice: "Father, I\'m hungry, Mother hasn\'t made food for me in a long time."

"You\'re really hungry? I was even afraid that you would have lasted until the end. " Tang Huan said with a faint smile.

"Hungry, hungry …" Feng Ming tilted her head and blinked her large, black eyes in a daze, as if she couldn\'t quite understand what Tang Huan was saying.

"Alright, little girl, call \'Father\' three more times to listen to me. I\'ll give you something good to eat, for example …" This phoenix feather. " Tang Huan smilingly patted Feng Ming\'s chubby little butt, and a beautiful feather suddenly appeared between his left fingers.

"Tang Huan, why don\'t you go and die!"

Feng Ming could no longer hold it in and jumped out of her embrace. Waving her two small arms that were as tender as lotus roots, she angrily started cursing.

"You don\'t want to pretend anymore?" Tang Huan giggled as he looked at the little girl.

"That\'s right, I am the \'Flamewing Phoenix King\'. If you want to kill me, kill me!"

The little girl had both hands on her waist, her head held high, as she stared at Tang Huan while gritting her teeth. Her shiny black eyes were filled with anger, as though she was ready to throw caution to the wind. However, her desperate stance did not give off any sense of majesty. Instead, it made her seem even more adorable.

"Little girl, you\'re thinking too much. Why would I kill you?" Tang Huan couldn\'t help but pinch the little girl\'s rosy cheeks.

"Bastard, let go!"

The little girl was extremely angry, and fiercely slapped Tang Huan on the arm, but she was still a little surprised and asked, "You\'re not going to kill me? What plot do you have? "

Tang Huan said with a smile: "You have already become such a brat, and are no threat to me. Is there a need for me to plot against you?"

"You\'re the brat, I\'ve already lived for a hundred years!"

The little girl became angry from the embarrassment and roared at Tang Huan viciously.

It was fine that she did not display such an aggressive look, but looking at her current state, Tang Huan almost broke into laughter.

Seeing that, the little girl was extremely angry, she did not care about the difference in strength between the two of them, and rushed up to Tang Huan and started punching and kicking him, but unfortunately, her punches and kicks landed on Tang Huan\'s body, and scratched at him, almost like a little girl flirting with her father.

Not long after that, the little girl was exhausted. She sat down on the ground, gasping for breath. Her eyes were a bit red, and she looked wronged. How mighty was the "Flamewing Phoenix King" of a dignified Demon Clan that had fallen to such a state? It was no wonder that she wanted to cry.