I'm looking for fairyland alone

Chapter 161 Ma Xianhong VS Balenxia Liuqing VS Hehua Zizai Heaven's Curse

Continuous gunshots sounded suddenly, and Ma Xianhong's hand stopped in mid-air.

"Ma Xianhong, what are you waiting for?" The man in the onesie looked anxiously at the direction of the gunfire, "There is not much time! Everyone who came back here is a master, you have seen it before, we can't Stayed here too long."

"Yeah, their methods are extraordinary..." Ma Xianhong, who bowed his head, muttered to himself, "But what does this have to do with me now..."

"...The purpose of casting a self-cultivation furnace is to retrieve my memory and my family. For this, I am willing to pay any price, even if I die, because... I will feel at ease when I find my family!"

"I... am also willing to help other people. Seeing those people get better, I will be very happy, have a sense of accomplishment, and feel at ease..."

"For me, life and peace of mind are the most important thing."

"But... why... I feel even more uneasy when I recall something?"

The man in the one-piece suit hurriedly persuaded: "Isn't the purpose of you casting a self-cultivation furnace to retrieve your memory?"

"The distance is very close now, as long as you go back with us, you can achieve the goal you have worked so hard for for so long! What are you hesitating about now?"

"Did those people say something to you? I don't think you are a fool, you won't be fooled by others with a few words, and you don't believe your closest people!"

"That one said, no matter what doubts you have now, or what strange thoughts you have in your mind, she will not blame you. As long as you go back and meet her, she will be able to answer all your doubts!"

"Doubts... I have a lot of doubts in my heart!" Ma Xianhong raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the man in the jumpsuit in front of him, "The more I recall, the more I think about the problem... the more confused and difficult I become." Ann, can you tell me why?"

"I can't answer your question." The man in the jumpsuit quietly gestured to the man in the peaked cap who was sitting cross-legged not far away, "But before I came, the man told us that if you have similar doubts, then Let us tell you, no matter what happens to you, please believe her!"

"After all, there is nothing certain in this world except life and death."

"To judge, to recognize these uncertain things is the root cause of your uneasiness!"

"If you feel confused or empty, then don't judge, don't think about it, and leave everything to her, which is your way of peace of mind!"

"Sister...it is indeed my sister's tone, but can I feel at ease by entrusting everything to her? Maybe...but the problem now is that I don't want to entrust everything to her!" Ma Xianhong struck hard with his right fist In my own head, "Because I suspect that everything around me is fake..."

"But, those things and those emotions are clearly in my mind, why do I have the false consciousness?"

"If these are all false, then I...what else is real? I seem to have fallen from the solid ground into a bottomless black hole...Fear, worry, at a loss..."

"I've been thinking about it for a long time. They all thought I was repairing the body-cultivation stove. Actually... I've been thinking about this problem... I haven't come to any conclusions all day and night, but I seem to understand what I should do..."

The right hand covered by the black bucket armor suddenly grabbed the head of the man in the jumpsuit.

Being on guard against Ma Xianhong, he backed away instantly, and shouted angrily: "Ma Xianhong, what do you want to do?! Don't you even trust that one?"

"Trust...why should I trust?" Ma Xianhong's expression gradually collapsed, "Lu Zhen is right, I can't make a wedding dress for my enemy! So I can't trust anyone, neither you nor Zhang Chulan... I I will never believe it again!"

"Get away from your emotions and memories!" He pointed to his head, "From now on... I will only believe in my judgment based on the facts! No one will be able to deceive me again!"

"Ma Xianhong, you are really crazy!" the man in the jumpsuit said coldly, "Since you have said so many good things, but you are still obsessed with it, don't blame us!"

The iron-gray rope in his hand trembled, and the short rope grew several times out of thin air like an illusion, wrapping around Ma Xianhong like a poisonous snake.

"Use my magic weapon against me? Ridiculous!"

The pitch-black arm actively grabbed the rope forward, and Ma Xianhong was like a more vicious poisonous snake, climbing up the rope, about to devour the owner of the rope.

"Wu Doukai...the immortal rope really can't block his aura..."

At this time, not only did the fairy-binding rope fail to bind Ma Xianhong, it became his own hanging rope. The man in the jumpsuit struggled for a moment, but he still didn't make up his mind to abandon the fairy-binding rope in his hand.

Immortal-tying ropes can block a person's aura and directly lock the movement of qi, which is a great weapon for ordinary aliens, but when it comes to Ma Xianhong, who is useless for binding immortal ropes, then this rope is useless up.

At this moment of hesitation, Ma Xianhong has arrived.

With no room to dodge, the man in the jumpsuit had no choice but to make a move against Ma Xianhong.

As soon as he touched the gleaming red palm, the man in the one-piece suit suddenly felt a huge force rushing from his palm, as if being hit by a small truck from the front, and retreated a few meters before he stabilized stature.

"Haven't you found his flaw yet? If you don't do anything, you won't be able to complete the mission. Let's die here together."

The face of the man in the one-piece suit was so pale that there was no blood in it. Although he didn't turn around, he was obviously speaking to the man in the cap behind him who had been sitting cross-legged and staring at Ma Xianhong.

The man in the cap was silent.

"Has your memory also been modified? If you catch you, will you be able to get closer to the truth?"

Once he got rid of all the interference of emotions and previous chaotic memories, Ma Xianhong suddenly found that his thoughts became extremely smooth and the road ahead became extremely open.

With a movement of his body, his powerful right foot left a clear footprint on the hard ground. Ma Xianhong ran towards the man in the one-piece suit, his bloodshot eyes were no longer crazy.

"Take you first..."

The jet-black right hand carried tremendous power, and it roared and grabbed it, like a ferocious giant claw protruding from a tiger, rapidly enlarged in the pupils of the man in the one-piece suit.

The fairy-binding rope was shaken out, and it was precisely wrapped around Ma Xianhong's body. The man in the one-piece suit moved to the side, catching Ma Xianhong's forward momentum, and flung Ma Xianhong away like a spinning top.
With a "bang", Ma Xianhong had been thrown into the dense bushes and disappeared, but the fairy-binding rope was straightened. No matter how hard the man in the jumpsuit tried, he couldn't take the fairy-binding rope back.

Amid the rapid rubbing against the leaves, Ma Xianhong swept back at a faster speed, and the other end of the fairy rope was already firmly held by Ma Xianhong.

Under the huge sense of crisis, the man in the one-piece suit no longer cared about the immortal rope, but even if he threw away the immortal rope, he couldn't let go of the figure with black hands and shining red!
Ma Xianhong's shadow gradually occupied the pupils of the man in the one-piece suit, and the terrifying hand grabbed it again, and the heart in the one-piece suit kept lifting...

"Namo... Emperor Moluo..."

Suddenly the scriptures recited in a strange tone came, and Ma Xianhong's forward steps stopped suddenly.

Qi and blood surge up, and my heart is depressed all my life.

The memories suppressed by him flooded up in his mind, and messy fragments flashed in his mind one by one. Unspeakable emotions filled his heart, making Ma Xianhong almost manic.

"...What are you reading?!"

With more bloodshot eyes fixed on the man in the peaked cap sitting cross-legged, Ma Xianhong took a step forward, and then accelerated.

The pale golden light flickered on the forehead covered by the brim of the hat. The eyes of the man in the peaked cap were neither surprised nor pleased.

The sound of chanting filled his ears, and Ma Xianhong's eyes became blurred involuntarily while he was running, and his pace became slower and slower.

The surrounding scenery blurred into a vast expanse of whiteness.

The opponent disappeared, Biyou Village disappeared, everything around him disappeared from sight, and even his restless emotions instantly calmed down.

A figure stepped out from the white background, and its appearance became clearer and clearer.

He is a beardless, round-eyed, bald around the top of his head, with only a bunch of hair on the top, and a short old man.

Standing not far away, the old man looked at Ma Xianhong with a smile, and said gently: "Xianhong, have you finished your homework? Come and eat quickly when you are done, or you will be cold if you don't eat."

Looking at that familiar face and listening to that familiar voice, Ma Xianhong's accumulated emotions for many years suddenly collapsed, and tears streamed down his face instantly: "Grandpa..."

"Hehe, why are you crying when you're so grown up?" The old man laughed and said, "Sit down and eat quickly."

A dining table appeared in front of him, and Ma Xianhong was already sitting on the seat.

On the opposite side was the old man, and on his right sat two middle-aged couples.

From time to time, the voices of children shouting came into their ears.

The development of the matter seemed a little weird, but Ma Xianhong, who was full of tears, didn't feel anything wrong, but only had peace and satisfaction.

The old man on the opposite side saw Ma Xianhong staring blankly at the middle-aged couple next to him, and said angrily, "What are you looking at? You don't even know your parents?"

Ma Xianhong murmured: "Parents..."

"Oh, with this look, I don't know if your grandfather thinks of you." The middle-aged woman in the couple said worriedly.

"Master?"

"Yes." The old man on the opposite side said joyfully, "Your grandfather hasn't passed away yet, and he will be back soon. When the time comes, let your grandfather personally wear your magical machine, and we will be reunited as a family..."

There was no sign of a severe pain, and everything in front of him disappeared without a trace, just as suddenly as when it came.

"grandfather!"

With tears in his eyes, Ma Xianhong stretched out his hand, but he didn't grab anything. There was nothing in front of him except the night and the cruel reality—he returned to Biyou Village.

The fullness in her heart was instantly emptied, leaving her with only endless emptiness and pain.

"Hehe, Ma Xianhong has quite a flaw in his mind. Otherwise, there will be three or five more people like us, and there is nothing we can do about him."

The man in the jumpsuit sneered and walked towards Ma Xianhong who was knocked into the air, his eyes fixed on the three jewels on Ma Xianhong's neck.

Among the three beads, the two on the side have lost their luster, and only the middle one is still shining with golden light.

"The Three Jewels have been used by him twice, and the last time is left..."

The man wearing the peaked cap looked indifferent, the golden light on his forehead became more dazzling, and the slightly paused chanting sounded again.

"Illusions... are they all illusions?" Ma Xianhong got up from the ground with his head down.

With a "bang", a stick filled with black qi hit the place where the man in the peaked cap was sitting without warning, causing dust to fly.

At this moment, a tall figure silently jumped down towards Ma Xianhong, but the target was not Ma Xianhong, but Liuhezhu in the air!

The hair-raising cold knife flashed, and the two Liuhe beads were cut in the middle and fell to the ground at the same time.

Ma Xianhong, who was a little slow to react, stepped back and looked at the Liuhe Pearl that fell to the ground without saying a word, with a dull expression, as if he was still immersed in the hallucination just now, unable to extricate himself.

"His curse of the Heavenly Transformation...you are chanting something that has no roots!"

Like Wang Zhenqiu, Xia Liuqing, who seemed to be wearing a brightly colored monkey face mask, stepped out of the dust, and he held upside down the stick filled with black qi.

Barron, who had just destroyed Liuhezhu, was confronting Ma Xianhong with a smile and said, "Xia, why are you running out in such a hurry? It would be nice to wait until they decide the winner, and then come out to pick up the bargain."

"Spoken words, the scriptures... You can hold on longer than me at most, if you don't come out, let's not come out." Looking over Ma Xianhong, Xia Liuqing snorted coldly, "That kid's mood is damaged, and he can't afford to be too big." I will leave it to you, and I will deal with these two here!"

"Senior Xia, we have no grudges with you in the past, and we have no grudges in the present, why did you attack us today?" the man in the jumpsuit said solemnly.

"Why?" Xia Liuqing turned her head to look at the man in the peaked cap who was out of the way, "Where did you get that thing you recited? What does it have to do with Wugensheng?"

The man in the jumpsuit smiled: "Senior Xia may have misunderstood, we don't know each other..."

"I didn't ask you!"

Xia Liuqing jumped up, and slammed down the long black stick in his hand at the man in the jumpsuit.

The immortal rope was flying, and the man in the jumpsuit was already fighting with Xia Liuqing.

This rope was of no use to Ma Xianhong, but it was very deterrent to Xia Liuqing, so after a few tricks, the man in the jumpsuit barely entangled Xia Liuqing.

"I can't hold him for long, hurry up..." The man in the one-piece suit hurriedly shouted to the man in the peaked cap who retreated farther away.

"Missing sutras? Children, go!"

Xia Liuqing sneered, and waved the stick in his hand, just like Wang Zhenqiu, the shining magnificent qi flew out, turning into small figures with sticks in the air, and surrounded the man in the peaked cap.

"Catch you and see if your mouth is still hard!"

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"I searched the entire Biyou Village, but I didn't find the Jinfeng Granny you captured."

The knife in Barron's hand turned around: "If you are willing to hand over the person, in fact we have no conflicts, Lao Xia and I turned around and left."

Ma Xianhong did not speak.

"I have been observing for a long time, and found that the most difficult things to deal with are those around you." Baron looked at the magic weapon floating in front of Ma Xianhong, "So I will destroy one first...the things on you can still make you persist." how long?"

"And what Xia said is quite right, your current state is not right, no matter how powerful you are, how much can you display?"

"Impaired mood... Indeed, my mood has been greatly affected, from that kind of fullness and satisfaction... to emptiness, I am suffering and helpless, but, there is also..." Ma Xianhong slowly raised his head, showing a distorted face, "Hate and loathe!"

A few thin tubes appeared from the flying beast above the head, and inserted down into Ma Xianhong's back, and a steady stream of qi was passed into Ma Xianhong's body from the beast.

A stronger and stronger momentum erupted, and the ground under Ma Xianhong's feet was like a spider's web, with frightening cracks cracked.

As soon as the Robber swallowed the beast, Barron, who was experienced in fighting people, had already made a move.

But before he got close to Ma Xianhong, he was already repelled by Kongkui who was in the air.

Protecting his body with his hands, Barron, who rolled back and retreated, had his head dizzy still not gone, so he slashed forward instinctively.

The knife seemed to be splitting on the cowhide, and the great force of the rebound made Barron back again.

Shaking his head, he looked away from Ma Xianhong, who had shot, and looked at the knife in his hand, the smile on Barron's face gradually disappeared: "Xia, this is the state of mind you mentioned..."

Before he finished speaking, his expression changed, he turned around suddenly, and the pupils in his eyes shrank sharply.

Ma Xianhong, who was charging forward, also turned around almost at the same time, looking in the same direction.

Amidst the huge whistling sound, a figure slammed into Ma Xianhong who was caught off guard like a cannonball. The dull impact sound was mixed with the sound of explosion, which drove Ma Xianhong to slide more than ten meters away.

His back hit the tree again, and Ma Xianhong spat out a mouthful of blood, and the golden light on his body fell to the ground one by one like broken porcelain.

The three jewels on the neck had completely lost their color, and like the golden light, they were broken into several pieces and fell from the lanyard.

Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Ma Xianhong lowered his head and looked at the palm on his chest. Along the palm, he saw the other party's bald head and a pair of eyes shining with strange blue light.

He remembered this guy, who seemed to be Tao Sangong, a well-known figure in the Inhuman world, but now he died so easily in his hands...

Slowly pulling his right arm from the opponent's chest, Ma Xianhong knelt down on the ground, the blood from the corner of his mouth had dyed the collar of his chest scarlet.

Tao Monkey with a big hole in his chest fell in front of Ma Xianhong, his mouth opened and closed, and no one knew what he was talking about.

In the eerie and silent battle situation, another person had already rushed in front of Ma Xianhong.

Ma Xianhong, who was in severe pain all over his body, slowly got up, stretched out his blood-stained right hand, and his ferocious face was already tinged with madness.

"If you want to kill me, I'll kill you first!"

Suddenly, a voice that seemed to be engraved deep in his consciousness came into his mind: "Xianhong..."

The gate was shattered, and the suppressed memories and emotions in his mind resurfaced again, rushing out like a flood, submerging Ma Xianhong's consciousness in an instant, and making him lose all thinking ability.

So he froze in place.

The right palm of the rushing man took the opportunity to press on the top of Ma Xianhong's head.

As soon as his body softened, Ma Xianhong lost consciousness.

"The most important task has been completed..." The man breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Ma Xianhong and was about to leave.

Lu Zhen's voice, which had disappeared for a long time, finally rang in everyone's ears.

"You are finally here, I... have been waiting for you for a long time."

(End of this chapter)