"Demon boy! I will fight with you!" Cheng Yuanzhi suddenly pulled out a sword from the nine-section staff and rushed towards Ma Qiang.

"Not good!" Xian Yufu was shocked and stabbed Cheng Yuanzhi with the sword in his hand, wanting to attack instead of defend.

"Brother Xiao Ma!" Lu Qingcheng rushed towards Ma Qiang and reached out to protect Ma Qiang's body.

"How dare you, thief!" Xian Yuyin stood behind, but Yan Ran rushed over as it was too late and she didn't even have time to draw her sword.

Everything is between lightning and flint.

"ah!!"

Blood bursts.

This was the second time Ma Qiang faced a surprise attack. He still couldn't react very well. It wasn't until he saw Lu Qingcheng reaching out to block his face that he hurriedly took a step back. Wait... Qingcheng? Ma Qiang tilted his head to look in panic.

I went, but saw Xian Yuyin in front of me.

Oh, not bad.

"Brother!"

Senior brother? The one who screamed just now was Cheng Yuanzhi?

Ma Qiang took a step forward and saw clearly that an arrow flew from nowhere and pierced Cheng Zhiyuan's foot. Xian Yufu's sword also knocked Cheng Zhiyuan's bamboo stick sword away.

"There are assassins!!!"

"Protector Lord!!"

Liu Wei and Guo Xun were in chaos.

Ma Qiang looked along the trajectory of the bullet and saw a wine house. There was a man holding a bow in the wine house. The man was wearing a white leather jacket and a hat with a huge gem on his head.

Extremely shabby!

"Nanlou?" Ma Qiang recognized this man. Dressed in such a shabby-shabu style, who else could he be if he wasn't Mr. Shanggu Wuhuan?

"Haha! Brother Ma, don't panic! Yao Dao, if you can't beat my brother, I'll do something dirty. If you move again! If you move again, I'll kill you!" Nan Lou looked satisfied, then patted his chest and said to the man behind him.

The man kept chattering in Wuhuan dialect and kept pointing at Ma Qiang.

"He seems to be saying...are you his brother?"

MMP

Ma Qiang heard that this guy was bragging.

"Ma Qiang! Today's revenge will be repaid in the future! Let's go!!"

Only then did Ma Qiang realize that Cheng Zhiyuan had been protected by Deng Mao and several Yellow Turban Taoist priests. Xian Yufu was standing aside with his sword, facing off against several Yellow Turban Taoist priests holding swords.

"Whether you want to hear it or not, let's go!"

Ma Qiang didn't want to keep them, but wanted them to leave quickly.

"Wait a minute! Do you want to just walk away like this after committing a murder in public?"

Liu Wei held up the glass cup in one hand and his beard rolled angrily. He was right next to Ma Qiang just now. If he really hurt Ma Qiang, wouldn't he be in danger too?

I am a member of the royal family, but I was almost injured by a fake immortal master. If this spread to Luoyang City, would I still be able to survive?

Liu Wei had a lot on his mind.

"Shijun, there are so many of them..." Ma Qiang simply surrendered to this guy who has a lot of money and women. Now there are many people on the other side on the stage. If we really fight, he has brothers Xianyu and Qingcheng to protect him. You can do it with just one hand.

The guy holding the glass cup, do you think you are Monk Sha?

"Well... you can leave if you want. I'll admit defeat or not!"

Liu Wei immediately changed his painting style.

"That's right! Do you accept defeat or not?"

“Do you accept it or not!!”

The people below were just watching the fun and didn't mind the trouble, and they just wanted the two sides to fight quickly.

"That's right, do you accept it? If you don't accept it, how about I give you another arrow?" Nan Lou also became more energetic and pulled another arrow towards Cheng Yuanzhi.

"Lord Nanlou, please stop, you can easily hurt the commander!" The warrior standing next to Guo Xun waved his hand, and dozens of Han soldiers took out their bows and crossbows and pointed them at Nanlou.

After all, no one can guarantee whether Nanlou will take the opportunity to harm Guo Xun. Especially since this samurai knows that there is something dirty between the two parties.

When Nanlou saw it, he felt angry, snorted, and put down his bow and arrow.

"Okay! Let's admit defeat, let's go!" Looking at this scene, Cheng Yuanzhi could only grit his teeth and admit defeat, and fled in embarrassment with the support of Deng Mao.

"Oh! Give up! Give up!" The people in Dasong Village were the first to cheer, and other people also cheered when they heard this, and suddenly half of Ji County was cheering.

Listening to the cheers behind him, Cheng Yuanzhi, who was already injured, felt a sweet sensation in his throat and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Brother!"

"I'm fine! Get out of town!!"

"Okay, let's leave the city!"

Seeing Taiping Road gradually disappearing, Ma Qiang breathed a sigh of relief. This matter was finally over.

"Little Fairy Master! Little Fairy Master!!"

At this time, I don’t know who shouted first, and everyone shouted for the little immortal master.

Ma Qiang's face changed when he heard this. Are you kidding me? The title of Immortal Master doesn't matter now. When the Yellow Turban uprising occurs, all those who dare to call Immortal Master will go to heaven. I didn't see Sun Ce being so injured in Jiangnan that he would have Yu Ji beheaded.

This was the attitude of the princes towards the Immortal Master after the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

"Everyone! Everyone!!" Ma Qiang stretched out his hand to suppress his voice, and then shouted, "I am not an immortal master. You have just seen that the so-called immortal arts are actually deceptions and tricks, and they all have their own reasons.

, there are no ghosts or gods causing trouble in it.

You all should not call me Immortal Master in the future. The younger ones can call me Brother Xiaoma, and the older ones can call me Ma Lang or Xiaoma, okay?"

Isn't this disrespectful?

"How about calling me Mr. Immortal Master?" a person suddenly shouted.

"Yes, it's good to call me sir."

"Mr. Ma! Mr. Ma!!"

"Mr. Ma! Mr. Ma!!"

Ma Qiang held his forehead and was speechless. Come on, as long as you don't call him Immortal Master, you can do whatever you want. After all, most men will be called Sir in future generations.

"Mr. Ma broke the evil spell today and saved Ji County from being deceived by evil spirits. He should be commended. I predict that he will be a talented person. Mr. Liu, what do you think?"

Guo Xun understood. No matter whether Ma Qiang knew magic or not, he was not an ordinary person. He just needed to hold him up and respect him. After all, he was also an official. He wanted to give him some benefits. Hello, me, everyone. Isn’t that nice?

OK?

"Ah? It should! It should!! Where is... Magistrate Gongsun?" Liu Wei turned around and shouted. A man who was holding tea next to Liu Wei hurriedly came out and nodded, "I'm here!"

Ma Qiang now knows why he has never met the magistrate of Ji County...

"Let's make some arrangements."

"promise!"

If you are promoted to Maocai, you will have the qualifications to be an official. Of course, it is just a qualification. But if you don't have this qualification, you can only be a commoner or a minor official in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

"Thank you two envoys." Ma Qiang thanked them respectfully. This gave him the right to be elected, so he must thank them.

"Um... Ma Xian... sir, how about we communicate again when it's more convenient for you?" Liu Wei said hehely, rubbing his hands.

“The Midas turns gold into gold, it really doesn’t!”

“It’s okay to become a bank!”

....

"Goodbye, don't see me off, stay!" Ma Qiang jumped to the bottom of the fighting stage.

"Copper coins are fine too, I won't pick!!!"
Chapter completed!