Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 223 Farewell Ma Xianhong

"The atomization needs to be even lighter."

Feng Qin touched his chin and tried to adjust the amount of mist.

For the Five Immortals Sect, the higher the concentration of the fog, the better. But for Tang Sect disciples, if the concentration is too high, the color will be darker. Even if they practice to make it colorless and odorless, when people come into contact with it, their awareness of danger will be exposed.

What he wants is not concentration, but silence.

Feng Qin intended to use this atomization move to poison the opponent unintentionally when facing the enemy head-on.

It uses poison barrier and Qi poison attack after attack, and during this time it continuously emits a thin mist that people inhale into their bodies unknowingly, thus achieving the effect of poisoning.

This trick takes a long time to take effect. After an ordinary person inhales it into the body, it will take at least five minutes for the body to react.

But that's enough.

Since it is a head-on confrontation, it will most likely be a protracted war. If there is a huge gap in strength, don't expect to turn the tables by using this trick.

Finally, under strenuous control, the light green color gradually disappeared and became close to colorless.

However, even if you use the most toxic Qi poison such as the five-step snake, it can only exert less than 10% of its effectiveness when it is dispersed in the air.

enough.

If it's a multiplayer fight like the one we had in the aliens' wooden house next time, I don't have to kill them all, at least I can stop.

Although Shang Sanshi Guanghong said that it was his junior fellow apprentice who was bewitched by Xia He that led to his death, he did not blame him.

But as the headmaster said, it was the lack of strength that led to this tragedy.

Outsiders can see the essence of the matter, but insiders, including the three factions that were crippled by him, probably won't have a good impression of him.

Compared to Xia He, they were more angry at their own ruthless behavior.

This is also human nature. If you think about it carefully, you will know that if a person who is unharmed says that he cannot hold back, otherwise he will die, only a bold person like Shi Guanghong will believe it.

If you encounter this situation again in the future, you will not be caught in a dilemma.

Feng Qin clenched his fists, stood up and walked out of the Tang Gate.

After finishing the study of Qi poison atomization, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

The reason why I didn't meet on time as per the text message was because I was being cautious.

Ma Xianhong would worry that there was a problem on his side, and conversely, Feng Qin would also worry that there was a problem with him.

After arriving at the food street, Feng Qin followed his preparations and first wandered around to make sure there were no suspicious people around before coming to the Hong Kong-style restaurant.

After careful observation, I came to the conclusion that if I encountered danger, I could break the window directly from the second floor and jump down to the alley near the back door. There were few people and the roads were narrow, which was just right for hiding.

After setting the point for a bundle of hidden wires in advance, he pretended nothing had happened and walked into the second floor of the restaurant.

It was almost nine o'clock, and there were not many people coming to this kind of place for midnight snacks. There were two or three couples on the first floor, and only two people on the entire second floor.

A man and a woman sat on the same side, but no one would think they were a couple.

The main reason is that the girl looks too petite, like a minor, and judging from their behavior, they look more like siblings.

One was in charge of taking orders, and the other was in charge of eating snacks, with their mouths full of crumbs.

"Well, this is also delicious, would you like to try it, Master?"

"..."

"Wow, this is so sweet, give me another one."

"..."

Ma Xianhong looked at the plates of dim sum on the table helplessly.

"Wu Kui, you lied to me just to come down for some snacks, and you said you knew what Feng Qin looked like, right?"

“No, I’m telling you… hey hey hey, here it comes.”

Liu Wukui was just about to take advantage of her little girl appearance and cry about Ma Xianhong not trusting her, when she looked up she saw Feng Qin going upstairs.

Ma Xianhong looked over and saw that there was no trace of the deep friendship he had before in his eyes. Instead, there was confusion and indifference.

"You are..." Before he could finish his words, the ring on his hand began to tremble slightly, and the ring on Feng Qin's hand also resonated.

That was the memory ring that Ma Xianhong had given him. As long as they were close to each other, they could sense each other and activate their memories.

This memory is shared.

Feng Qin's mind flashed with scene after scene of Ma Xianhong being tampered with.

He made a big fuss on the top of the mountain where the Self-cultivation Furnace was, and then stood alone in front of the Furnace.

This helpless scene played over and over in my mind.

Ma Xianhong was already holding his head with both hands, his forehead slamming on the table in unbearable pain.

Liu Wukui didn't understand what happened. He only heard the rings on the two men's hands glowing. Then one of them stood there in a daze, while the other held his head in pain.

"Feng Qin, he seems to have forgotten you, what's going on..."

She didn't even eat the dessert in her hand. She patted Ma Xianhong on the back like a little adult and asked Feng Qin nervously.

"No...I haven't forgotten. On the contrary, I remember it very clearly now."

Ma Xianhong grabbed his hair and gasped heavily. It was clearly not winter yet, but hot white mist was already coming out of his mouth.

"Sure enough, my sister has a trick that can attack the brain."

He touched the ring in his hand and analyzed it to himself:

"I felt something was wrong a few days ago. Why would I invent these magical instruments that have no practical significance? Why am I wearing a piece of jewelry that is not a magical instrument, and why does it happen to have a contact number inside it?"

Then he looked at Feng Qin again, "And after investigation, it turns out that all of them are from the Tang Sect, and your number is highlighted in bold."

"It turned out that my brain was tampered with."

Finally, he sorted out all his thoughts one by one. In front of him were the brothers he recognized, who had accompanied him through the mountains, and he also met a group of reliable friends.

"Someone did something?!"

This was the first time Liu Wukui knew about this. When she first heard that he was looking for Feng Qin, she thought that Ma Xianhong was dissatisfied with this person for not contacting Biyou Village for so long.

I came here specially to play with him.

I didn't expect that I really forgot.

Feng Qin sat opposite the two of them, picked up one of the desserts and said calmly:

"But you still call her sister."

"..."

Ma Xianhong's expression froze, and hesitation flashed in his eyes.

"If it weren't for her, I would have died on the street. She is my sister, there is no doubt about it."

Before, Ma Xianhong once said that if you find that your brain has been moved, even a god will kill you.

But when the truth was laid out before him, he lost his youthfulness and was filled with all kinds of considerations.

Feng Qin thought of Wang Ye's evaluation of Ma Xianhong, that his fate could not support what he was about to do.

No matter how hard a mediocre person tries, he cannot shake the world at all. But if he is an emperor, the world will shake three times if he sneezes.

Ma Xianhong, in this metaphor, is the mediocre person.

"So you plan to question your sister directly?"

Feng Qin specifically used the name "sister" to refer to him, with a tone that contained contempt for him, also to let him know how foolish it was to be kind to the enemy.

Not to mention the Tang Sect, even in the circle of extraordinary people, once you show indecision, you will be close to death.

But there is no need to force him to "rebel" at this time, because the reason why he is so indecisive, in addition to his personality problems, is more importantly due to his [Shuangquan Hands].

"No, I want to resist her... But the self-cultivation furnace must be built."

Ma Xianhong clenched his hands on his thighs and said firmly:
"I need your help."

(End of this chapter)