I'm looking for fairyland alone

Chapter 157 Old Horse, Fuck Him!
Zhang Chulan slapped the opponent's chest with a palm, and with a "Zi la", the flickering thunder light instantly burned the clothes on the opponent's chest, but it didn't hurt the flesh inside at all.

The hooded man simply punched Zhang Chulan in the abdomen, and sent Zhang Chulan flying horizontally.

When it landed, the golden light on Zhang Chulan's body was completely shattered.

"It's the same as scraping..."

Lan Qi's big hand blocked the hooded man for a moment, and Lu Liang quickly helped Zhang Chulan up: "This guy is so strong..."

"Hurry up and find the old horse!" Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, resisting the discomfort in his body, he continued to run towards the direction indicated in the earphone.

The sound of breaking through the air behind him was getting closer, and Lu Liang said nervously: "This guy is too fast, he must speed up, if he does it a few more times, we can't stand it..."

After running two steps, Zhang Chulan yelled again: "Old horse, hurry up! This person has a guilty conscience and wants to kill someone..."

Turning around a few big trees, he bumped into Ma Xianhong who was coming with a gloomy face. Zhang Chulan was overjoyed, and hid behind Ma Xianhong with a "swish".

"boom!"

A sound wave came from Sorakuji's opened mouth, spraying the face of the hooded man who was chasing him.

Under the huge impact, the man in the hood flew backwards, smashing several big trees before falling to the ground, but he just patted his clothes and stood up as if nothing had happened.

The other hooded man who was not as fast as him caught up to the previous hooded man at this moment.

"Old horse, mighty!" Zhang Chulan, who was hiding behind Ma Xianhong, raised a thumbs up with an exaggerated expression.

"Practice kung fu?" Ma Xianhong glanced at Zhang Chulan, "Zhang Chulan, what do you mean by what you said just now? If you don't explain it clearly to me, this matter will never end!"

"How else can I explain it? These two guys..." Zhang Chulan clicked on the two hooded men, "I was sitting in your Xiushen hall smoking a cigarette, thinking about life's major events, thinking about what you said The matter of revenge, the more I think about it, the more reasonable it becomes..."

"I didn't expect these two guys who came out of nowhere to smash into your cultivation hall! They smashed me on the spot!"

"I'm sorry for your hard work... that self-cultivation furnace was dismantled in two or three times, and those flowers, that preserved egg, that's a tragedy, they were all dismembered, and none of them were intact. Guys beat one another and dismantle one..."

"Get to the point!" Ma Xianhong frowned.

Zhang Chulan sighed: "The point is that your stove was smashed by those two guys, Ruhua was torn down, and preserved eggs were abused to death. I'm sorry that I tried my best but didn't stop them, and I was beaten internally... ..."

Having said that, he pitifully wiped away the blood that had been intentionally left at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the blood at the corner of Zhang Chulan's mouth, Ma Xianhong tried his best to keep his tone calm: "If what you said is true, then I will thank you, but now I only want to hear about the real murderer! Zhang Chulan, you know that I don't care about this How important is it to..."

"Old horse, I know, I feel the same way as you..." Zhang Chulan sighed again, "But use your brain, you said that the self-cultivation furnace is related to your recovery of memory, then think about it, who would not want it Did you recover your memory?"

"Who's going to come and destroy your furnace when it's almost finished? Who else but those?!"

"Those people..." Ma Xianhong's breathing became short in vain, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his eyes were already red when he looked at the two hooded men.

Once he was touched against the scale, Ma Xianhong's sanity was already on the verge of collapse under the raging rage.

A low voice sounded from Zhang Chulan's earphones: "Zhang Chulan, Ma Xianhong's mental state is not right, be careful!"

Isn't it overstimulating?Zhang Chulan carefully looked at Ma Xianhong, and took two steps back.

"Nonsense!" The man in the hood who was blown away by Kongkui said in a low voice, "Ma Xianhong, don't listen to his nonsense, the self-cultivation furnace was smashed by Zhang Chulan, and the core of the self-cultivation furnace is still on his body!"

"Haha, what does this prove?" Zhang Chulan raised her core, "If I hadn't tried my best to snatch this thing, you would have already had sex with this thing by now!"

"And old horse, that preserved egg of yours is so powerful, plus there are so many flowers, can it be that I can solve it? This guy just doesn't have a brain when he talks."

Ma Xianhong's eyes became more and more crazy.

In his impression, with preserved eggs...ah, no, with the strength of the black puppet, Zhang Chulan can definitely be dealt with.

Although Zhang Chulan's strength is not inferior to that of the superior, Zhang Chulan has actually been under the company's protection all the time, and rarely has a real moment of fighting with others.

With Zhang Chulan's method, without knowing the details of the black puppet, he would never be able to defeat the black puppet. On the contrary, if he was not careful, his life would be in danger.

So from a logical point of view, Zhang Chulan's words must be more reasonable...

This is the judgment made by Ma Xianhong's little reason left.

"Nonsense!" the man in the hood scolded angrily, "You obviously did it! Don't believe Ma Xianhong, we are here to help you!"

"If you don't believe me, who should you believe? Ma, we are not outsiders!" Zhang Chulan patted Ma Xianhong on the shoulder, "You don't even believe me, but you have to believe these two people who came out of nowhere. guy?"

The man in the hood couldn't bear it anymore: "Zhang Chulan, can you show some face? It's obviously you who did it..."

"Why is it obvious that I did the thing?" Zhang Chulan said contemptuously, "Say I'm shameless, I, Zhang Chulan, dare to show my face anyway, do you dare to show your face to see people?"

"Old Ma, these two guys must have ghosts. If you don't believe me, let them show their faces! You can tell by looking at this outfit that these two guys are not serious! Who can dress like that?"

Lu Liang, who was next to him, tried to make up the knife: "Although I don't know what happened, but... I saw the same traces as you in the memory of the guy behind, that is to say, that guy is the same as you, Ma Xianhong. It has been deleted."

Ma Xianhong looked at Lu Liang: "Are you sure?"

Lu Liang pointed to his own head: "I use this as a guarantee, if that guy has never had his soul manipulated, then I will give you his head as a ball."

"And there are many detection methods in this area. If you don't believe me, you can take him down first, then investigate his identity, and then let a special person test his memory to see if there is any problem."

Ma Xianhong breathed a sigh of relief, and walked towards the two hooded men: "You two, do you take off your hoods yourself, or do you want me to take them off?"

The man in the hood said solemnly: "Ma Xianhong, we are really here to help you. Zhang Chulan not only smashed your self-cultivation furnace, but also took it away..."

Ma Xianhong's figure disappeared in a flash.

Amid the dull crashing sound, the man in the hood and Ma Xianhong were like two swift storms, retreating at the touch of a touch, and then slammed into each other fiercely.

With difficulty pressing down the opponent's arm with his arm, Ma Xianhong snorted coldly: "Horizontal kung fu is well practiced, and he is another guy who can stand up to my Wudoukai!"

The drooping brim of the hat blocked the eyes of the man in the hood, but it could be seen from the white beard that this was an elderly stranger who was proficient in horizontal kung fu!

"Ma Xianhong, we are not enemies!"

Seeing the two finally fighting, Zhang Chulan quickly shouted: "Old horse, kill him! What are you talking about with him!"

"boom!"

Kongkui shuddered, and the hooded man with both arms caught had no way to hide. He was sprayed on the face, leaned back, and smashed a few big trees backwards before stopping his retreat .

Ma Xianhong, who followed closely, pressed the hooded man's head with his palm, and smashed it to the ground.

Of course, Ma Xianhong is overwhelmed to deal with so many old-fashioned part-time jobs, but if the opponent is such a person, with his rich and varied methods, is there any restraint?

Unless he directly crushed him with hard power, no matter what kind of power or technique he was familiar with, he would always be able to come up with a corresponding countermeasure.

A refiner like Ma Xianhong who has no obvious flaws can be said to be the nightmare of any stranger.

From the zero-hour worker's trouble, to the chaos in Biyou Village, and then he was besieged by the aggrieved, Ma Xianhong has long held back his anger, and now he is doing his best without mercy.

Of course, he didn't completely believe in Zhang Chulan. After all, his sanity hadn't completely collapsed, and he kept the last bit of clarity.

Judging from the words of those company employees just now and the development of the matter, the purpose of those people was indeed to hold him back and let Zhang Chulan destroy his self-cultivation stove, so that he could not take care of both ends.

But in front of you, these are not important...

Anything, whether it is a self-cultivation stove or Biyou Village, should be put after revenge!
No matter who it is, no matter how many people there are, anyone who has attacked his family will die!
All the negative emotions burst out all at once, and turned into fierce moves, pouring out towards the hooded man in front of him, making Ma Xianhong's shots more and more manic.

"I'm going, the old horse has exploded!" Zhang Chulan looked terrified, "It's so powerful! It's so scary... It's better not to face the old horse directly, or you won't be hammered to death?!"

Lu Liang laughed dryly, and said in a low voice: "Ma Xianhong is a formidable craftsman... But Zhang Chulan, you are really shameless, you can say black is white..."

Zhang Chulan twisted her mouth: "Where did I say wrong? This guy is very likely to be the murderer of Lao Ma's family, or at least an accomplice!"

"What's going on here?" Feng Baobao, who came quietly, asked suspiciously, "Didn't we agree to beat Ma Xianhong together? Zhang Chulan, what are you doing now? Don't beat him?"

"Sister Bao'er, are you injured?!" Seeing Feng Baobao in a mess, Zhang Chulan hurriedly asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Feng Baobao pointed to Ma Xianhong over there, "Now let's beat him or not."

Now Feng Baobao's face is covered with mud, and his clothes are everywhere, as if he just rolled in a mud puddle, his face is full of bruises, and the wound on his thigh is still bleeding. It's nothing convincing.

However, considering Feng Baobao's abnormal resilience, this injury is not a big problem.

"Sister Baoer, don't hit him yet, some things are more important than hitting him." Zhang Chulan wiped Feng Baobao's face with her sleeve, "But now is not the time to explain to you, it is difficult to understand what is happening now with your IQ things."

Feng Baobao said wittily: "Zhang Chulan, actually I know very well that you want to use Ma Xianhong to help you deal with those two guys, right?"

"Zhang Chulan, what's going on now?" Wang Zhenqiu, who was catching up, asked, "This situation is different from what was discussed!"

Clarinet and Lao Meng who followed behind also looked at Zhang Chulan.

"Unknown forces have intervened." Zhang Chulan pointed to the hooded man who was fighting Ma Xianhong and said, "I don't know where these two guys came from, and they will kill me as soon as they come out."

Watching the fight between the two, Hei Guan'er said with a chuckle, "He's quite strong. He actually fought back and forth with Ma Xianhong. His physique is not inferior to mine, but his strength is still above me. Ball, you can see What is the origin of this person?"

Wang Zhenqiu thought about it and said: "It seems that this posture should be some kind of horizontal practice, which is a bit familiar...but I didn't see the way out for a while, but such a strong horizontal practice must be a famous person, as long as I see his face, I should know him. "

"Let's fight to the death, yet another unknown force appears, it's really dangerous... There will be many twists and turns in this mission, alas~"

"Zhang Chulan, you seem to know a lot?"

The last sentence was said looking at Zhang Chulan.

"I don't know much." Zhang Chulan explained simply, "The old horse was ruined because of the Eight Wonders, and he lost his memory. He didn't even know who his enemy was. These two suddenly appeared The guy here is very likely the old horse's enemy."

"Interesting..." Hei Guan'er touched the small wound on his heart, "If there is an external force interfering with the task, please ask the higher-ups for instructions, Zhang Chulan, you can explain the matter clearly to the higher-ups, we can't handle that... Hey , showing his true colors!"

At the same time, Wang Zhenqiu's shocked voice sounded: "How could it be..."

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"What a lot of strength!"

After several moves, Ma Xianhong became more and more surprised.

Regardless of the other party's physique, it's outrageous that a pure body of strength can actually suppress him who is fully aroused by Wudoukai!
Undoubtedly, although his physique may not be much stronger than the employee of the previous company, his physical strength is definitely stronger than that employee, and he is the most physically powerful person he has ever encountered in his life!
Reluctantly suppressing Ma Xianhong with both palms, the hooded man said: "Ma Xianhong, we are really not enemies, we are here to help you!"

"Do you think I'm a fool? Practicing horizontally... also has weaknesses!"

The sound wave spit out from Kongkui's big mouth, and hit the hooded man head-on like a huge wave.

No matter what kind of horizontal training, it is impossible to train the internal organs to be as hard as the muscles. Then, how many times can you withstand the sound waves that are strong enough to damage the internal organs?

The hooded man who was wrestling with Ma Xianhong staggered backwards despite being on guard, obviously a little dizzy.

A gleaming red palm stretched out and grabbed the hooded man's feet, making the hooded man unable to maintain his center of gravity any longer, and almost fell on his back.

A sharp sword energy came out from the ground, and hit the hooded man's back, but only tore his clothes, not even a drop of blood.

But at this time Ma Xianhong had arrived.

The strong wind howled, and the dark left fist that shone red unreservedly hit the hooded man's chest.

As if hitting the cowhide, with a "poof", the long coat on the man with the hood exploded in vain, and even the clothes inside were shattered into strips of cloth, and the whole person flew back more than ten meters It just hit a big tree, and then rolled to the ground in embarrassment.

Once the hood was broken, the man's face finally appeared in front of everyone.

This person's hair and beard are all white, and he looks dozens of years older. He has a high nose and thick eyebrows, especially the thick eyebrows that are slanted up, almost piercing the hair on both sides of the forehead, which is very characteristic.

The gray gown he was wearing turned into tattered strips of cloth hanging on his body, revealing the sturdy muscles of his upper body, and the bare skin shone with a little bit of metallic luster, making his body look as if it was made of indestructible metal.

"How could it be...you?!" Wang Zhenqiu's shocked voice came, "Teacher Chai Yan!"

"Hehe, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead... The young people are terrifying..." Chai Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then pulled off the cloth strips on his body, "The young people of today are really scary, even my perfect body that has been polished for decades None of them stopped..."

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"Qiu'er, do you know this old man?" Clarinet asked curiously, "Tell me, what is his background?"

"This one is quite famous in the alien world!" The shock on his face subsided, and Wang Zhenqiu smiled, "One of the two heroes, Na Ruhu, have you heard of it? And this is Na Ruhu's master, Chai Yan Teacher Chai!"

"Ten guys... I've heard of Ruhu..." Zhang Chulan said in surprise, "This old guy has such a big background? You didn't make a mistake with the ball?!"

"Then the master who is like a tiger?" Clarinet's eyes were a little surprised.

"Master of Shi Lao...?" Lao Meng's face also showed surprise.

Ma Xianhong's pupils shrank when he heard Wang Zhenqiu's words: "Ten guys... Could it be..."

Wang Zhenqiu walked to the front and bowed to Chai Yan: "Mr. Chai Yan, long time no see. I wonder if you still have an impression of me."

"I just said that you are a little proficient in this body of hard work. It turns out that you are practicing Chai Pai horizontally!"

Chai Yan snorted coldly: "Of course I remember you, showy kid."

"It's rare that Teacher Chai Yan still remembers me..." Wang Zhenqiu looked at Zhang Chulan, pointed at Chai Yan and said, "I almost went to learn Chai Pai Heng Lian back then, but Chai Pai Heng Lian is different from the talent that requires special energy. The golden bell jar used, but the ultimate physical body obtained by relying on the natural flow of the usual life and repeated blows that challenged the limit of oneself, it was too hard...I didn’t learn it later.”

"Ms. Chai, I have met him several times. Do you think I can admit my mistake?"

"One of the two heroes... that is like a tiger..." Chai Yan, who tried his best to restore the chaotic qi in his meridians, said quietly, "I was just lucky enough to take care of him for a while, how can I be called a master?"

"Na Ruhu..." Ma Xianhong suddenly said, "Since you are the teacher of Na Ruhu, then everything you do is related to Na Ruhu? Or, is Na Ruhu behind you?"

Chai Yan adjusted his breath in silence and did not speak.

"It's hard to say, although the relationship between the two... But Ruhu respects Teacher Chai Yan very much, and probably won't let Teacher Chai Yan do these things, how come there is really someone behind Teacher Chai Yan..."

Wang Zhenqiu turned his head to look at Chai Yan, and said seriously: "Mr. Chai Yan, no matter why you came here today, since you have come here, I don't think you don't know what the company is doing here, so you'd better go back with us." Make it clear to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings."

"You have a close relationship with Na Ruhu. If it's really a misunderstanding, we will never let you be wronged, but if you don't cooperate with us, then we won't give Shi Lao face."

"I'll go, so domineering... Is this still a ball?" Zhang Chulan looked thoughtfully at the earphone in Wang Zhenqiu's right ear.

(End of this chapter)