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Chapter 407: Ma Family Confrontation, Hong Chen's Clone

Forget it bar.

When Ma Dingdang saw two identical Ma Xiaolings walking into the bar, his brain couldn't help but freeze for a moment.

Her eyes were fixed on the two of them until they came to the bar and sat down at the same time.

The one with a smile on her face and a confident look in her eyes said directly: "Boss, give me a cup of your best drink." The one next to her pursed her lips, frowned slightly, and also stared at Ma Dingdang intently.

Ma Dingdang nodded and immediately looked at the latter: "What about you?"

Ma Xiaoling: “Same.”

Soon, two glasses of wine were pushed in front of the two men.

Ling'er continued to smile and raised her glass in greeting.

Ma Xiaoling picked up the cup and clinked it with hers.

After taking a sip, Ling'er nodded slightly: "Not bad."

Ma Xiaoling continued to remain silent.

Ma Dingdang's eyes moved back and forth between the two men's faces for a moment, and he took the initiative to speak to break the solemn atmosphere.

"Xiaoling, long time no see."

Ling'er chuckled.

Ma Xiaoling responded with a complicated expression: "It has indeed been a long time."

In this way, Ma Dingdang finally knew who the real Ma Xiaoling was, so she looked at Ling'er.

"who are you?"

"Ma Ling'er."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ma Dingdang's face changed immediately, and Ma Xiaoling also bit her thin lips with a complicated look in her eyes.

"You are not welcome here." Ma Dingdang frowned, not giving any face to the ancestors of the Ma family.

Ling Er pretended not to hear anything and took a few more sips from the wine glass. Then she turned her gaze to Ma Ding Dang and asked, "Who taught you to talk like that?"

Ma Dingdang's eyes became even colder: "I don't need anyone to teach me, I naturally have my own principles in doing things."

Ling'er continued to ask: "Your principle is to disrespect your elders?"

Ma Dingdang said without hesitation: "I don't care about those elders who leave endless poison."

Ling'er nodded, put down the wine glass and suddenly made a move.

A golden light instantly shone through the finger and hit Ma Dingdang's chest.

Ma Dingdang reacted quickly, he raised his hand instantly, and light appeared in his palm.

But when the golden light arrived, the light in her hand was instantly extinguished, and the whole person couldn't help but step back suddenly and hit the wine cabinet behind her.

At this moment, Ma Dingdang couldn't help but show shock in his eyes, while Ma Xiaoling seemed to be prepared but was still surprised by Ma Dingdang's performance.

Before Ma Dingdang was expelled from the Ma family, she said that she had cried and therefore lost all her magical powers. However, the scene just now proved that it was just a lie.

For a moment, Ma Xiaoling didn't know how to face the aunt in front of her.

She still remembered that before she started practicing, Ma Dingdang was hailed as the most talented person in the Ma family.

I can't say I'm angry, but I'm definitely disappointed.

"As your elder, what I am teaching you now is not to talk nonsense or speak without restraint to others, otherwise you will be beaten." Ling'er picked up the wine glass again.

Ma Dingdang covered her chest and it took her a while to recover. She took a deep breath and said, "Then why don't you talk about yourself? Why would there be elders in the world who curse their own descendants?"

"Stop talking." Ma Xiaoling spoke up to stop him.

"Xiaoling! Don't stop me. I have wanted to ask this question for a long time. Why do we, the Ma family, have to bear this inexplicable curse? Why no matter how well we do in the task of exorcising demons, we are not qualified to enjoy love? Can you answer me?"

Ling'er drank slowly, saying casually, "Sure. Because I was tricked into death, I was filled with resentment, so I made a curse. Later I found out that I was just a puppet, so I lifted the curse. Of course, I know you won't be satisfied with this answer, because you have been tortured by this curse for many years. But... do you think I care whether you are satisfied or not?"

Ma Dingdang became more and more angry after listening to the first half of the conversation.

Ma Dingdang was stunned by the second half of the sentence.

Ling'er took the last sip, put down the cup and stood up.

"I will teach you one last thing. If you are strong enough, you can still lift the curse even without me, instead of being trapped in the curse and complaining endlessly. To tell you the truth, when I made the curse, I was also looking forward to the future descendants of the Ma family being able to break it with their strength, even if they did not eliminate Jiang Chen. Unfortunately, no one can do this. On the contrary, even the heir who was once known as the most talented in the Ma family gave up the possibility of breaking the curse with his own strength."

Ma Dingdang was stunned and speechless, with confusion in his eyes for a moment.

After a while, she frowned and said sarcastically, "You made the curse yourself, but you blame us, your descendants. How can that be justified?"

"Reason?" Ling'er clenched her fists, and her body instantly burst into golden light from the inside out. The fierce momentum of the powerful magic power instantly overwhelmed Ma Dingdang's heartbeat and flushed. "The greatest truth in the world is strength. If I don't have strength, how can I leave you with a blood curse? If Jiang Chen doesn't have strength, how can he remain intact under the pursuit of the Ma family for generations? If it weren't for my lack of strength, how could I be treated as a puppet?" Ling'er's eyes gradually became cold, like unmelted ice, "I know you hate me, but you are not strong enough. Even if I am not the ancestor of the Ma family, what can you do to me? At most, I can be a knight charging towards the windmill, writing two words with my own blood and life, one is brave, and the other is stupid."

As the words fell, the entire bar suddenly fell silent, as if even breathing was suppressed to the extreme.

Ma Xiaoling had witnessed the powerful strength and uniqueness of this ancestor in her own home a long time ago, but unlike Ma Dingdang, she admired Ma Ling'er more and felt closer to her.

An outspoken and uninhibited ancestor is always more popular than a stubborn old antique.

Of course, the identical appearance might also be the key reason why Ma Xiaoling could accept her more easily.

Seeing the conflict between the ancestor and her aunt, Ma Xiaoling didn't know what to do.

Adhering to the principle of helping the weak, she gently pulled Ma Ling'er's sleeve.

Ling'er glanced back at her, ready to retract the golden light.

After Ma Dingdang's breathing returned to normal, her eyes became even more confused. She mechanically threw a bead to Ma Xiaoling, then turned around and walked silently into the depths of the bar.

"Isn't it a bit too much by doing this?" Ma Xiaoling said with a frown while holding the beads.

Ling'er hugged her shoulders and shook her head, "She is different from you. Obviously, her current strength is not as good as yours, but because she has not made a move for many years, she is still immersed in the dream of being the strongest heir of the Ma family. Although she doesn't say it, she still takes it for granted that she is very powerful."

"Auntie, she..."

"It goes without saying that she is just conceited. Otherwise, she wouldn't have deliberately contradicted your great-aunt and was expelled from the Ma family. If you hadn't been given a little shock from your ancestors, she would probably have continued to dream. Let's go home and sleep."

When they got outside the bar, Ma Xiaoling suddenly asked again: "This is the sixth bead, what about the last one?"

"No hurry, absorb the sixth one first."
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When the scroll made of white jade was unfolded, a blank space appeared.

Hong Chen opened his mouth and spit out a flying sword, and the sword light passed through his fingertips like a silk thread.

An irrepressible golden light emanates from the quietly opening skin.

Ling'er and Ma Xiaoling, who had just returned home, sniffed in unison and said, "What a nice smell."

Hong Chen waved his hand and set up a spiritual energy barrier to wrap himself up.

Ma Xiaoling immediately thought that she had just had an illusion, while Ling'er glanced towards the next room inconspicuously and licked her lips seductively.

As luck would have it, Ma Xiaoling caught a glimpse of this scene and her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

This reaction really frightened her, so she quickly looked away and shook her head: How could I have such a shameful thought! It must be because I have encountered too many strange things recently that my brain is not working properly, that's right, it must be like this!

Hong Chen spread the unfolded scroll in front of him and stretched out his severed hand.

Golden blood soon dripped from the fingertips.

pat!

A golden flower splashed on the blank scroll, and then the whole scroll suddenly emitted a bright and captivating light.

Then, the scroll seemed to melt into liquid, and the chalcedony-like solution began to wriggle gently in front of Hong Chen, and finally surged upward step by step, gradually transforming into a human form.

After a moment, the light faded, and Hong Chen looked at the clone in front of him, whose appearance and aura were exactly the same as his, and smiled with satisfaction.

As soon as he thought of it, his clone smiled instantly, and the sound of his heart beating was like a drum. Immediately afterwards, nine dragon auras leaped out at the same time, and when he opened his mouth again, the golden flying sword also flew out.

Hong Chen stretched out his hand and the flying sword fell into his palm.

He observed for a moment and summoned his flying sword.

The two flying swords stood side by side, and there was almost no difference between them.

"It seems... a bit of a loss?"

[Scroll of Clone: ​​Take a drop of blood from any target and drip it into the scroll, you can create a clone that is exactly the same as the target. If the scroll is destroyed, the clone disappears.]

This is a prop that Hong Chen obtained a long time ago, but he only took it out now when he suddenly remembered it.

He originally thought that the level of the items he had obtained in the past might not be enough to support the use of his current level of strength, so he just wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect that the effect would be so outstanding.

If he had known this would happen, he might not have been willing to give it up. Of course, it was too late to say this now.

Afterwards, he tried to control the clone to make various reactions. After understanding the situation clearly, he set a set of instructions for it and sent it far away to silence it.

Hong Chen counted on his fingers and found that the nine people required for the plan had gathered.

Jiang Chen, Nuwa, Kuang Guohua, Fu Sheng, He Axiu, Ksitigarbha, Tathagata, Guanyin, and Avatar.

Everything is ready.

"Destiny, your father is here!"

(End of this chapter)