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Chapter 48 The breeze blows the young heart

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    It was already half an hour later after Xiao Chen and the others cleaned up the secret room that had not been used for a long time.

    After Mo Fan checked the stove again, he said solemnly: "I'm going to light a fire. Listen to my command and pull the bellows later."

    Xiao Chen nodded, walked slowly to the bellows, held the handle made of fine iron wood with both hands, and felt a cool feeling coming from the wooden handle.

    "start!"

    The flames in the stove suddenly rose, and suddenly the entire basement began to heat up, but what was strange was that.

    This secret room seems to have been cleverly designed. After the heat wave hovered in the air for a week, it finally slowly dissipated and was evenly distributed throughout the secret room.

    In addition to the breeze coming from the vents, although the basement was still extremely hot, it was not unbearable. Xiao Chen abandoned the distracting thoughts in his heart, grabbed the wooden handle and pulled back fiercely.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? laugh!

    A strange thing happened. Xiao Chen was surprised to find that he could only pull away a few centimeters, and then he could no longer pull away.  I was shocked, what is going on? No matter how bad I am, I still have the strength of a middle-grade warrior.

    Could it be that even this little bellows can¡¯t move?

    The flames in the furnace slowly dimmed. Mo Fan quickly looked towards Xiao Chen and couldn't help but said anxiously, "Master Xiao, why don't you do something? The fire in this furnace is about to go out. I  This stew stove is not an ordinary stove. Lighting a fire consumes a lot of spiritual stones, so it cannot be wasted casually."

    Xiao Chen was anxious, but no matter how hard he tried, the bellows wouldn't move, and the sweat on his forehead kept dripping. What's going on? What's going on?

    Mo Fan seemed to understand something and hurried over to tell Xiao Chen some of the tips.

    Aojiao suddenly stopped her and said, "Now is not the time for you to be distracted. Keep an eye on the stove and prepare to put the moon stone in. I will teach him."

    Wave!

    Xiao Chen suddenly felt something soft on the back of his head, which felt extremely comfortable.  In the hot basement, a cool feeling comes out, which makes people calm down.

    "Idiot, this bellows does not need to be pulled with brute force. You have to use your strength along with the airflow it overflows; otherwise, no matter how strong you are, you will not be able to pull it. If you use too much force, the bellows will be destroyed."

    Xiao Chen only felt a gust of fragrant wind coming, and Aojiao floating in the air leaned tightly behind him.  A pair of proud and strong chests were pressed against the back of his head, and two slender arms slowly rested on his hands.

    Controlling the wooden handle, he slowly pulled the bellows with his arm. With a bang, a huge burst of flames rose in the furnace, and the temperature of the entire basement suddenly tripled.

    But Xiao Chen felt that his heart was extremely cool. At this moment, Naojiao's voice was gentler than usual, like the most refreshing summer wind in the world, slowly moving the young man's impetuous heart.

    Slowly forgetting the softness on the back of his head, Xiao Chen slowly pulled the wooden handle of the bellows under the guidance of Aojiao.

    I don¡¯t know when, Ao Jiao has slowly left Xiao Chen¡¯s back, looking at Mo Fan in front of the stove in trance.

    Mo Fan took out a moon stone from behind and murmured: "What a waste. Ordinary people only need a little powder of the moon stone to refine soul weapons, but he actually threw them into the furnace piece by piece."

    "If it weren't for the lack of a few other rare items, it would be more than enough to cast a Divine Weapon City with so many moon stones."

    Aojiao stared at the moon stone that kept falling into the furnace, and the scene in front of her eyes began to slowly become blurry

    Thousands of years ago, it was the same situation. A young man with extraordinary abilities took a huge number of moon stones and went to Haotian Sect alone.

    Because of his strong personal charm, the contemporary leader of the Haotian Sect personally went down the mountain to pick him up, and personally forged a sub-divine thunderwood sword for him.

    When the five-colored glow rises into the sky, the powerful spiritual energy envelopes the entire Haotian Sect, and the monstrous sword intent can be felt within a radius of a hundred miles.

    Everyone knows that the sixth divine weapon in the past thousand years has been born. She was born from the colorful red light.  She is as holy as a fairy in the sky, and her flawless face seems to have a hint of childishness and confusion.

    As a newborn, she stood there quietly like that, with a childish face that made her look like a child.

    But none of this could conceal her pride. She just looked at the world without saying a word. Within a radius of a thousand miles, there were hundreds of thousands of souls?

    Poof!

    At this moment, a bright light suddenly lit up in Aojiao's hand, and the next moment a light and shadow shot out of her hand and flew directly into the iron ball.

    Mo Fan said in surprise: "This isthe source of the Fighting Saint!"

    The source of the Fighting Saint is the most powerful offensive energy in the world. The soul soldiers possessing it can develop the most powerful Fighting Saint attack in the world.

    In the legend, the source of the Fighting Saint was divided into six parts, each part representing a different interpretation of the art of attack.  The six sources of fighting saints are embedded in six different sub-divine weapons.

    It is said that if these six magic weapons are combined together, a new magic weapon can be formed.  It's just that throughout the ages, in the tens of thousands of years of Tianwu Continent's history, there have only been ten divine weapons.

    Regarding the authenticity of this legend, no one knows whether it is true or false, because no one has ever been able to combine these six magical weapons together.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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