Under One Person: Lifting the Ball to Soar

The ferocious beast's mouth suddenly raised up, revealing a hint of ridicule:

[Breaking the rules is the most wonderful feeling in the world...? ]

……

“The Great Wilderness Mountain is Qiongqi’s training ground, and the forest of upside-down swords ready to go symbolizes his aspiration to split the sky.

Rather than saying that He represents the distortion of this world, it is better to say that the distortion of this world created Him."

The moon was round and hung high in the night sky like a silver plate. Under the moonlight, Lu Feng told Ma Xianhong about the biggest distortion in the fairy world:

"If it weren't for the immortality of the Supreme Spirit, the other eight of us might have risked the collapse of the Immortal Spirit Realm to completely destroy Qiongqi."

Ma Xianhong's expression was like a dark cloud that could not be dispelled. His heart was heavy and he asked solemnly:

"Is Senior Qiongqi an evil beast that defies the will of heaven and is lawless?"

"No." The word uttered by Lu Feng was as heavy as a mountain.

Qilin walked to the lakeside, and the mirror-like lake water reflected the sky, the stars, and His figure.

Control yourself, keep your heart, be modest, be cautious when alone, be honest, be virtuous, be kind, and be upright and good.

The supreme auspicious beast lowered His head and gazed into the dark sky.

"Qiong Qi follows the Way of Heaven. He wants the world to return to the way it should be. He wants all living beings to abide by the rules."

……

"I'll go! Golden Legend!"

After coming back from the fairy world, Lu Piao inexplicably owed a lot of debts. He was originally depressed, but he had just drawn two oranges in ten consecutive draws, and immediately started to shake his head happily.

[Train 7588 is arriving. Please go to XX city for ticket inspection and enter the station...]

As the announcement of the train's arrival sounded in the waiting hall, Lu Piao was finally able to get his eyes away from the mobile phone screen. He stood up from his seat and ran happily towards the ticket gate.

Chapter 201 The Road to Forgetting Love

It’s late at night, the moon is bright, and the night is gray.

The quiet village is buried in the shadows, with deep dreams and swaying leaves, as if whispering a mellow song.

A lonely figure stood on the mound at the entrance of the village, looking intently at the time before him.

The night wind opened the gate of memory, and walked into the misty past. The scenes that shuttled through time appeared before my eyes...

The vague emotions deep in my heart surged up into my mind, and all the bitterness and touching moments turned into two lines of hot tears, streaming down my cheeks.

The passage of time has made me no longer the same as I originally was, but the scenery of the village remains the same as before.

Ahead is my hometown after many years!

With his relatives right before his eyes, Ma Xianhong was overwhelmed by endless longings. These longings drove him to rush into the village, rush into his home, return to his family, and hug his grandparents, relatives and brothers...

But his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and he couldn't move even a step.

Because on his shoulders lies a huge mission as heavy as Mount Tai. When he decided to take on the fate of two worlds, he had already vowed to be selfless, cut off worldly ties, abandon selfishness, and uphold justice.

Family ties will become shackles that tighten around you. You must give up your last weakness and only then will you have the courage to face the twists and turns and traps coming from all sides!

Ever since Ma Xianhong regained his memory, he has been missing his relatives in his hometown all the time. However, as everyone in the world was his enemy at that time, he had to bury this longing deep in his heart. Acting on his emotions would only bring disaster to his relatives.

He suppressed his desire to return to his hometown and reunite with his family, and frantically refined weapons, practiced, and improved himself, looking forward to the day when he would have enough power to protect his family.

But as time goes by, I am determined to give more and more to this world, and my connection with this world becomes deeper and deeper...

Ma Xianhong found that he was getting further and further away from his relatives in his hometown.

boom!

The young man knelt on his knees and bowed his head deeply, his smooth forehead inlaid with crystal red cinnabar pressed against the ground, and he cried bitterly:

"Grandpa! Mom and Dad! I am an unfilial son! Xianhong has already pledged his life to the world, and I have no choice but to let you down!"

What we will do in the future is too important, and what we will do is to act in the name of justice and on behalf of heaven. How can we have any concerns or personal feelings!

Ma Xianhong believes that he will be able to uphold the bottom line of favoritism in the future, but what should he do if the wicked criminals threaten the lives of his loved ones?

The young man who had been away from home for many years had already foreseen that his relatives were doomed to suffer misfortune because of their identities, positions and actions.

The head was pressed firmly against the ground, the soil beneath the forehead was wet and stained red with hot blood.

"Since I have already represented the heaven, how can I promise others anything? Please forgive Xian Hong for not being able to take care of my family!"

The bright moon still shines on the world, but the young man of that time is no longer there.

Witnessed by Liu Feng and Hao Yue, Ma Xianhong made a vow to be selfless and to sacrifice his own family for the sake of justice!

He knelt on the hard ground, his forehead stained with blood, his nails dug deeply into the soil, and squeezed out a handful of slippery blood. He almost peeled off his nails one by one and broke his fingers!

The boy's fingers are connected to his heart. He engraved the pain in his heart. Only with such severe pain could he suppress the sadness and guilt in his chest.

The boy, feeling heavy with guilt towards his family, gritted his teeth and spat out the following words one by one:

"It's not heartless, it's not heartless, it's not the extinction of emotions! Xian Hong only wants to forget emotions!"

Every word is like a nail, and every nail is nailed firmly into my heart!

The only way to go from now on is to forget about emotions, to forget about emotions and be impartial!

Just when Ma Xianhong had already set foot on the road of forgetting his love, and was in deep pain and grief...

Click! A strange sound!

The next moment, bright incandescent light shone on his body.

The sudden change made Lao Ma raise his head abruptly, and then he was blinded by the glaring light and could not open his eyes. He could only vaguely see two familiar figures two or three meters ahead...

He stretched out his hand to block the strong light and see the opposite side clearly. Only then was Lao Ma 100% sure of his judgment.

The grief was difficult to calm down, and the tone became strange and inexplicable:

"What are you doing?"

An extremely familiar voice, with exactly the same questioning tone, repeated the question like a parrot:

"What are you doing?"

Lao Ma felt that his heart was like a big kitchen. It was as if something dirty had knocked over the kitchen rack on the stove, and the bottles and jars on it were spilled all over the floor. Salt, sugar, MSG, thirteen spices, sweet, salty, sour, spicy, and numb... were all mixed together in a mess. It was a mixture of all kinds of flavors!

"Why are you here!"

As if it would rebound, the familiar voice asked again in the same tone and manner:

"Why are you here?"

Ma Xianhong was silent at first, as if some thunderstorm was brewing...

The strange "click" sound just now was the humming sound of the electric current when the light bulb was powered on.

In front of him were two Ruhuas who were working in full swing.

The couple were hunched over, with their heads tilted forward and their shoulders drooped. One was carrying a high-power photographic light and the other was carrying a camera.

Two pairs of slender-looking ruthless hands hold the heavy professional equipment steadily without even the need for a Steadicam stabilizer.

At this moment, the two photographers cooperated seamlessly, swaying in front of the old horse with nimble little steps, looking for the perfect angle to capture the shot.

Ma Xianhong turned his head expressionlessly, and then saw a scene that made him even more upset...

The familiar figure unconsciously asked him:

"Old Ma, please cry again. It was so dark just now that I couldn't take a clear picture."

Ma Xianhong took a deep breath to calm his violently beating heart...

Damn it, I’m so angry that I’m about to get a brain hemorrhage!

"What are you doing?" Lao Ma asked again coldly.

"What are you doing?" The same question was asked again, and Lu Piao didn't even raise his head.

Because he was holding up a mobile phone and shooting Ma Xianhong with the camera, there was no lighting just now, so the picture was terrible. Now it's better, the picture is clear.

"I asked first, so you speak first!" Ma Xianhong's voice was chilly, and then he turned his head and glanced coldly at Ruhua in front of him.

The two beautiful girls had come within a foot of him, with the camera and lights almost touching their faces, capturing close-up shots from a very close distance.

After all, Lu Piao knew nothing about photography techniques, and he couldn't take good-looking shots even when there was plenty of light. He gave up taking the photos himself and thought it would be better to leave it to Ruhua. Otherwise, it would be a waste of all his efforts to train them in photography techniques!

After clicking Save on the screen and putting away his phone, Lu Piao looked up at Lao Ma:

"You're not blind, of course I'm recording you."

Lao Ma stood up from the ground expressionlessly, shifted his gaze away from Ruhua, and once again looked coldly at the instigator, conveying his dissatisfaction with this silly answer and asking him to continue.

Lu Piao scratched his head innocently and explained everything:

"I am accumulating materials. In the future, I plan to become a UP and make money by posting videos..."

As I said the words "what will happen in the future", I thought of the promising future in my heart, and my voice became more and more excited:

"Old Ma, try to be more ambitious and become a famous person soon. Then I will post the video of you crying and screaming on the Internet. Maybe it will go viral and you will get a lot of small money!

Speaking of which, Lao Ma, you were so immersed in the play. I’m just an ordinary person, but I made such loud footsteps, jumping back and forth next to a strange person like you, and you didn’t even notice it…”

"I didn't cry and scream..." Ma Xianhong looked up at the sky, feeling that God was blind and speechless...

"Oh, you really didn't cry to the sky, then you should cry to the ground..." Lu Piao responded casually.

The moment Mr. Lu decided to give up holding the camera and become a photographer, he withdrew all his attention from making money and taking pictures, and his normal IQ took over again.

Finally, I was willing to use my original naked eyes to observe the strange scene in front of me intuitively.

Lu Piao tilted his head and looked at Lao Ma with a strange expression, and found that this guy looked really miserable now!

His hair was disheveled and his face was covered in dirt and bruises. His face was covered in blood, tears, snot, blood and mud, making him look like a big tabby cat.

Lu Piao stared at Lao Ma, blinked a few times, and gave a sincere evaluation:

"You look so strange, like a dog."

Ma Xianhong immediately gasped!

He found that if he regarded his own mood as a high mountain and dense forest, then Lu Piao was an arsonist who specifically ran to the mountain to throw cigarette butts.