One person: Fusion [Luo], a completely unlicensed black doctor

Is this what you mean by having practiced martial arts for a few years and being mindful of the limits when we attack?

Should we be careful what we do?

Who should be expected to be mindful of boundaries?!

Haha...you really think highly of me!

On the other side, Wang also struggled to his feet, clutching his abdomen with one hand, and gritted his teeth as he spoke:

"Ma Xianhong, isn't it you who just wants the Eight Extraordinary Techniques I possess?"

"Fine... release Zhuge Qing!"

"I teach you!"

Ma Xianhong shook his head.

Upon witnessing this scene, Wang Ye's heart tightened.

He couldn't understand at all what Ma Xianhong wanted... or rather, he didn't understand what this man was seeking...

But the next moment,

Ma Xianhong actually clapped his hands in front of him and said loudly:

"Congratulations, you have passed the test!"

test?

After a moment of stunned silence, Wang Ye suddenly looked at the masked man whose hand was gripping Zhuge Qing's neck...

Chapter 143 You've got me cornered, haven't you?

Baek Yeon removes his mask.

He casually cast a healing spell on Zhuge Qing.

Then he tossed one to Wang Ye as well, and laughed:

"Master Wang, it's been a long time."

Wang Ye's eyes widened instinctively, his face showing a look of utter disbelief, and he uttered several words in succession.

"You you you you—!"

"Master Wang, don't get agitated. Let's talk this out slowly," Bai Yuan said, trying to calm Wang Ye down when he saw how agitated Wang Ye was.

Wang Ye held his breath, almost catching his breath. Remembering his identity as a monk, he swallowed back the words that were about to spill out. After a while, he asked in bewilderment:

"Bai Yuan, this is so unfair of you!!"

This guy's strength is comparable to that of someone like the Old Celestial Master.

To say it's breathtakingly beautiful wouldn't be an exaggeration.

But tonight, this amazing guy actually wore a mask, disguised his appearance, and beat him and Zhuge Qing up one by one!

Depend on!

What's going on?

Bai Yuan had not yet spoken.

Ma Xianhong proactively admitted:

"Master Wang, please don't be offended. Everything that just happened was a setup I orchestrated. Bai Yuan was an accomplice I brought in."

Wang Ye didn't understand at first.

"A setup for me?"

Ma Xianhong readily admitted to the situation and briefly explained the cause and effect.

After saying this.

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing both fell silent.

It turns out that in addition to the care from family members, there is also a kind of care that comes from heaven.

This is good.

I hope this won't happen again...

The main problem is that it's unbearable!

Who's the kind soul who would use Bai Yuan to set a trap?

Is this called baiting a nest? This is called using a torpedo to blow up a nest!

Before they could exchange more than a few words, one of them was punched, and the pain was so intense that his stomach was now cramping!

...

suddenly,

Ma Xianhong's earpiece flickered, causing his expression to change. After taking a deep breath instinctively, he spoke to the three people beside him:

"Something has come up, and I have to leave. Please make yourselves at home, and it would be best if you could go down the mountain."

Wang Ye let out a puzzled "Eh".

Zhuge Qing patted the dust off his clothes.

Bai Yuan's mind stirred, and he asked calmly:

"What happened?"

Ma Xianhong let out a long breath.

"It's nothing, just a bit of a joke. My twelve top-tier disciples got into a fight and started coming at me. I rushed over to stop them."

Wang Ye scratched his head in confusion.

"Internal strife?"

Ma Xianhong did not respond and left directly.

Chou, who was hiding in the shadows, was about to leave with him when Ma Xianhong stopped him and whispered something in his ear...

after that,

Regardless of Qiu Rang's reaction, Ma Xianhong simply disappeared.

At the same time,

Wang Ye's phone vibrated in his pocket.

When he took out his phone to check the messages, his usually lazy gaze suddenly sharpened...

Then,

He put his phone away and said calmly:

"Old Qing, Ma Xianhong actually let us go, so let's go down the mountain."

Zhuge Qing nodded.

...

For a while,

In this place, only Bai Yuan and Qiu Rang, whose expression was gloomy and unclear, were present.

Bai Yuan looked at the gray-white-haired youth in front of him.

"You have something to say to me?"

Qiu Rang nodded, collected his thoughts, and said very solemnly:

"The cult leader specifically instructed me to escort you out of the village!"

"Me?" Bai Yuan pointed to himself.

“Yes!” Qiu Rang replied in a deep voice.

Bai Yuan gazed into the distance, and after a few seconds of silence, chuckled softly.

"...Hehe, alright then."

...

Ma Xianhong's figure moved through the woods.

The fire and anger in his eyes were clearly visible.

But more than anything... it was a resolute decision.

From the moment he set off for Longhu Mountain to seek cooperation from the Quanxing Sect and obtain their assistance, he vaguely sensed that someone had already discovered his secret...

Although he never deliberately hid it.

Many ordinary people came to Biyou Village and became extraordinary individuals. He did not forcibly keep them, but respected their wishes and allowed them to come and go freely.

This is Ma Xianhong's principle.

Even if you know this principle, you might end up harming yourself.

but,

From the moment he decided to do this, it was destined that he could not hide it!

suddenly,

Ma Xianhong, who was running at top speed, suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, a figure appeared directly in front of him, blocking his path.

When Ma Xianhong saw the figure clearly, veins immediately bulged on his forehead.

"Fine, Zhang Chulan, you dare show your face in front of me again?!"

Seeing that Ma Xianhong could make a move at any moment, Zhang Chulan remained calm and composed.

He even unusually pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, slowly took one out, and lit it.

"Old Ma, whether you believe it or not, everything I'm doing now is to save you!"

Ma Xianhong, who was initially puzzled, burst into laughter upon hearing these words.

Then his figure suddenly rushed out, a black long staff appeared in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the black long staff broke off and smashed solidly into Zhang Chulan's chest!

The latter was completely unprepared.

Or rather, deliberately being caught off guard.

He was sent flying backward by the blow.

His body crashed heavily into a tree, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his throat instantly!

A large mouthful of bright red blood splattered onto the white shirt, and in the dim light, the crimson color was quite glaring!

After suffering a severe injury, Zhang Chulan collapsed to the ground.

There was no pleading, no speaking, no explanation.

He simply looked at Ma Xianhong with a calm gaze.

Ma Xianhong's hand trembled instinctively, then he let out a cold laugh.

"What? You think I'd still hold onto old feelings?"

"Zhang Chulan, I let your people stay in the village out of your sake. I'll do my best to fulfill your wishes, because we're kindred spirits. In my eyes, you can be considered half a friend. But is this how you treat me?!"

"You smashed my pot while I was away?!"

Zhang Chulan coughed violently twice.

He did not offer any explanation for himself.

Fresh blood kept flowing from his mouth.

In the dim light, his face appeared exceptionally pale.

Ma Xianhong snorted coldly.