"Isn't it, isn't it?" the city lord shook even more, tears sliding down his cheeks, and he lost his temper.

"Yes!" Jiao Yang'er looked at the city lord vigilantly and asked cautiously, "How did the city lord know about the forging of heaven and earth?"

"It's really, it's really!" the city lord hugged Jiao Yang'er, crying like a child, and kept babbling!

"Stubborn girl, I finally have news from you!"

"How did the City Lord know about Heaven and Earth Forging?" Jiao Yang'er broke free from the City Lord's embrace.

"How do I know?" the city lord laughed, wiped away his tears, looked at Jiao Yang'er, walked to the desk, picked up the hammer, and continued Jiao Yang'er's work just now, and the crisp and long percussion sound sounded again.

"How can you use the Heaven and Earth Hammer Method?" Jiao Yang'er was stunned.

"How can I use the Heaven and Earth Hammer Method?" the city lord stopped what he was doing and asked instead, "Do you know what my last name is?"

"I don't know!" Jiao Yang'er frowned, her expression grim.

"Wooden hammer, have you heard of it!" the city lord puffed up his chest very narcissistically, and raised his eyebrows at Jiao Yang'er.

"I haven't heard of it!" Jiao Yang'er looked at the city lord's somewhat funny appearance, held back a smile, and blushed.

"Stinky girl, I have hated my father for so many years!" The city lord looked at Jiao Yang'er, whipped his beard and glared, and asked, "Is your mother called Guan Qingnu?"

"Who are you?" Jiao Yang'er looked at the city lord incredulously. This person not only knows the forging of heaven and earth, but also practice, and can also call out his mother's name.

"Who am I, I'm your grandfather!" Looking at Jiao Yang'er's demeanor, the city lord knew the answer and asked, "Where is that stinky girl, no, where is your mother?"

"Are you really my mother's father?" Jiao Yang'er was a little suspicious and a little dizzy.

"That can be fake!" The city lord said a little angrily: "Also, do you know that the "Heaven and Earth Forging" was secretly taken out of the Golden City by your mother!"

Jiao Yang'er is completely blinded, his cheap father is the emperor, and his cheap mother is the daughter of the city lord of the Golden City, and his own skills are also so magical. What a hell of a thing.

"You guys stand down first!" the city lord looked at the scorched sheep who were standing in place, waved his hand and ordered, "You all retreat first!"

"Lord City Lord, our family's water bill?" Sheng Honglian, who was obsessed with money, had nothing to fear.

"It's all free, it's all free!" The city lord remembered something, and said to Lei Huo next to him: "Lei family boy, you are in charge of today's luncheon, and I won't participate!"

The Sheng family happily walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, surprised and delighted. The Lei family boy went to the banquet hall happily and was happy.

"Don't be in a daze, come in with me!" the city lord pushed Jiao Yang'er and walked towards the lobby.

Jiao Yang'er walked behind the city lord, continuing to immerse herself in this magical situation, unable to extricate herself. Around and around, I don't know how long it took, the two walked into a somewhat gloomy old house.

"Get on your knees!"

"Ah, why?" Jiao Yang'er resisted.

"You have too many questions!" the city lord pressed Jiao Yang'er's shoulders and kicked his knees by the way, and Jiao Yang'er knelt directly.

"Kowtow!"

"Don't knock!" Jiao Yang'er was a little angry.

"Virtue!" The city lord directly reached out and grabbed Jiao Yang'er's neck, up and down, six rings.

"The ancestor is above, and the son of the young slave has come to make amends for your sins! Actually, it is my goddaughter who has no way, and it is not about the two of them, please forgive the ancestors!" The city lord knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to the ancestral tablet.

"It's okay, it's okay!" The city lord who got up changed his face and said attentively: "Hungry or not, let's talk while eating, okay!"

"Come on, prepare a luncheon and send it to the Plum Blossom Pavilion!"

"Come, follow me!" The city lord didn't care about Jiao Yang'er's face at all, grabbed Jiao Yang'er's wrist, pulled it and walked out.

"Isn't it beautiful?" When he came to the Plum Blossom Pavilion, the city lord pointed to the surrounding scenery, and his smug expression was overflowing.

"Hmm!" scorched sheep nodded sneeringly.

"It's all your mother's favorite!" The city lord became sad and said: "Alas, your mother is ruthless, it has been nearly thirty years since I left, where will I take care of these, I can only replace them with iron according to their original appearance, worry-free!"

"I'm sorry!" Jiao Yang'er looked at the city lord in front of him, with more awe, and unconsciously burst out three words.

"Where is your mother, are you okay?"

"I'm sorry, she's dead!" Jiao Yang'er was very conflicted, but she didn't want to hide it.

"What?"

"It's really dead!" Jiao Yang'er looked at the city lord with some concern. Jiao Yang'er didn't really care much about the life and death of her mother, after all, this role was so unfamiliar. However, he cares about the city lord in front of him, a father who misses his daughter, and a cute and poor old man.

Looking at Jiao Yang'er's expression, the city lord was convinced, and sat down on the iron chair in the plum blossom pavilion, his hands trembling a little.

"City Lord, luncheon!" stood a sturdy old man at the gate of the courtyard.

"Come in!" the city lord swept away his sorrow, pretending to be normal.

"Lao Chang, this is the son of the young slave, my grandson!" the city lord introduced to the sturdy old man who had set up the food.

"Young master, okay!" The sturdy old man arched his hand, glanced at Jiao Yang'er, turned to the city lord again, and arched his hand: "Congratulations to the city lord, the young master is talented!"

"Hahaha!" Hearing this, the city lord was overjoyed.

"Don't bother!" the stout old man with a calm face withdrew from the courtyard.

When the sturdy old man left, the city lord motioned for Jiao Yang'er to sit down and instructed, "Child, come, eat first!"

Jiao Yang'er no longer resisted, buried himself in eating, and did not say a word, but peeked at the city lord who was not moving at all.

"I'm done!"

"Well, tell me about your experiences over the years!"

Jiao Yang'er looked at the city lord and poured out what he had experienced, what he knew, and everything he had experienced, twenty years before and after.

"Child, don't resent your mother, it's not easy for her!" The city lord wiping his tears comforted Jiao Yang'er.

"Hmm!"

"Kid, how did you get to the Golden City?"

"Hammer of the Heart!"

"Have you ever seen a heart hammer?"

"Well, in the Xijin Palace. The moment I saw it, four words kept flashing in my head, all the way west!"

"Chang, Chang, Chang!" Hearing this, the sorrow on the face of the city lord was swept away, and he howled excitedly.

"Lord of the city, the old slave is here!" the sturdy old man stood at the gate of the courtyard.

"The heart hammer has chosen the master, it's my grandson, hahaha!"

"Congratulations to the city lord, congratulations to the young master!" The sturdy old man's face also showed a look of joy, and said: "Refining the heart hammer to choose the master, the golden city is born!"

"Two old men, I don't want to pour cold water. However, I need to tell you, I can't lift the Heart Hammer!"

"It's normal!" the city lord looked at Jiao Yang'er with a smile, as if the sadness just now had never happened.

"Why?" Ever since Jiao Yang'er first saw the Heart Refining Hammer, this question has been hanging in her heart.

"Young master, because you lack heart!" replied the stout old man, his attitude much more pious than before.

"What?"

"This heart eye is not the eye of the other heart!" The strong old man also sensed the inappropriateness in his words, and hurriedly explained: "The heart refining hammer is an artifact and has a spirit. There are two conditions that need to be met to wield the Heart Refining Hammer, one is to choose, the spirit of the artifact guides the young master, and the first condition has been met;

"What is the heart of the world?"

"Selfless, fearless, and indisputable!" the sturdy old man looked at Jiao Yang'er's incomprehensible look on his face and explained: "Selfless with the people, fearless with the enemy, and without quarrel with yourself!"

"Oh, I still don't understand!" Jiao Yang'er thought about the words of the stout old man.

"Later, after experiencing it, I felt it, and I understood it!"

"Oh!"

"Lao Chang, go and inform those old guys that tomorrow morning the ancestral hall will discuss things!" the city lord was still excited, and said, "In the afternoon, I won't go to the flame platform." Accompany my grandson to chatter!"

"Don't bother!" said the stout old man with a happy face and withdrew from the courtyard.