This is a zombie agreement, are you serious?

He Yingqiu saw that Ma Xiaoling was about to collapse, and quickly winked at An Fa.

"Go chase Xiaoling quickly. She's in a very bad mood right now. Don't let anything happen to her."

An Fa nodded. Although he was scolded severely, he knew that he could not ignore Ma Xiaoling at this time. He had to bite the bullet and chase after her, thinking that he had to calm her down first.

Opening the door of the operating room, he rushed in the direction where Ma Xiaoling left without hesitation.

Ma Xiaoling was enjoying the breeze on the rooftop at the moment. It was late at night and the moonlight illuminated the tall buildings.

The wind blew past, blowing her hair. She leaned against the fence, looking at the lights of thousands of homes in the distance.

The experience just now made her feel uncomfortable, but she gritted her teeth and held back her tears. After all, she was Ma Xiaoling. According to the ancestral precepts of the Ma family, women of the Ma family cannot shed a single tear, otherwise all their magic powers will be lost!

Ma Xiaoling casually took out an amnesia stick from her pocket. This thing can make people quickly forget their painful past.

She just turned her wrist slightly, and the amnesia stick emitted a faint blue light.

For a moment, Ma Xiaoling recalled her childhood.

She was still a little girl at that time. Under the patient guidance of her great aunt, she caught ghosts for the first time holding the Ma family exorcism wand.

That night, the moon was still dim and the stars were sparse, but there was an eerie atmosphere in the air.

In an old house, the young girl tightly grasped the Ma family exorcism wand in her hand, her tender little face full of seriousness and tension.

Standing next to her was the dignified and kind Aunt Madonna, who was whispering to her the secret of catching ghosts.

"Xiaoling, remember, exorcism is where the exorcist stick points. This has been the heritage of the women of the Ma family for thousands of years."

As the aunt finished her words, a ghost with a blurry figure and wailing voice floated out from the darkness.

Although Ma Xiaoling was afraid, she still followed her aunt's instructions, mustered up her courage, and mobilized the power of the Ma family blood flowing in her body. The exorcism wand instantly burst into a blazing light.

She aimed at the wronged ghost, pointed the exorcism rod at its body, and let out a low shout. A powerful spiritual energy shock wave shot out from the tip of the rod and hit the core of the ghost directly.

Only a shrill wail was heard, and the ghost dissipated into nothingness like foam, and the remaining resentment in the air was also completely purified.

This scene was deeply imprinted in Ma Xiaoling's memory and became the starting point for her to subdue demons and monsters countless times in the future.

And now, standing on the rooftop, Ma Xiaoling once again clenched the amnesia stick in her hand, deciding whether to keep this memory temporarily.

When Anfa appeared on the rooftop, Ma Xiaoling was extremely annoyed, as if the anger that had been suppressed in the crater of a volcano had suddenly found an outlet.

Her eyes widened and she shouted at An Fa angrily, "What are you doing here? I can clean up my own mess myself. I don't need you to pretend to care about me!"

An Fa shook his head, "I'm here to accompany you, don't think too much!"

"None of your business, just go away. Also, when I lose my memory later, you must bring me back no matter what!"

After saying that, Ma Xiaoling pointed the amnesia stick at her forehead without hesitation.

There was only a slight "click" sound, and a powerful force instantly surged into her brain. She could no longer hold on, and after swaying a few times, she fell to the cold concrete floor.

Upon seeing this, An Fa stepped forward quickly. Although he had just been scolded, he still did not hesitate at all and quickly supported the unconscious Ma Xiaoling.

"What's going on? He fainted without even saying hello."

He quickly and carefully checked Ma Xiaoling's condition. He first checked her breathing, and when he felt her breathing was steady, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Because he was not clear about the situation, An Fa decisively took Ma Xiaoling into his arms, carried her horizontally and returned to the hospital.

“Uncle Qiu, come quickly, Ma Xiaoling has fainted!”

Upon hearing the voice, He Yingqiu immediately stood up, quickly took over Ma Xiaoling, and began emergency examination and treatment.

After the examination, he found that Ma Xiaoling had only lost consciousness briefly due to the use of the amnesia stick. He determined that there was nothing serious and she would recover after just resting.

"It's okay, let Xiaoling have a good rest. When she wakes up, she won't remember what happened recently!" He Yingqiu instructed.

"Uncle Qiu, are you saying that Ma Xiaoling will really lose her memory? It can't be such a coincidence..." Anfa said speechlessly.

"It's just ordinary selective amnesia, not real amnesia. You stay here to take care of Xiaoling. I'm really exhausted tonight. Three women in the Ma family are in trouble at the same time." He Yingqiu shook his head.

After He Yingqiu left, An Fa came back to his senses and had some guesses in his mind.

The next morning, Anfa was still half asleep and half awake when he suddenly heard a noise in his ears.

He opened his eyes and saw that Ma Xiaoling had woken up and was sitting on the bed with a slightly confused look in her eyes.

However, before Anfa could fully wake up, Ma Xiaoling saw him and immediately, as if by conditioned reflex, condensed a stream of magical energy in her hand and shot it straight at Anfa, obviously mistaking him for an enemy or some kind of threat.

An Fa was startled and quickly dodged, shouting, "Ma Xiaoling, it's me, don't do it!"

"Who are you, monster! Reveal your true form immediately. If you are not the demon king, you must be the devil king!" Ma Xiaoling jumped up and attacked with another spell.

Seeing this, An Fa quickly retreated to avoid the attack and asked tentatively, "Are you Ma Ling'er?"

As he spoke, he had already steadied himself.

Ma Xiaoling was stunned for a moment when she heard An Fu call out "Ma Ling'er".

"Yes, I am Ma Ling'er, who are you, a monster?"

As he spoke, Ma Ling'er could clearly sense the terrifying aura hidden in the other person's body. She was even more certain that Anfa was the enemy, and without hesitation, she cast another spell and headed straight for Anfa.

"Of course I am the Lord of Hell... Stop it, or I will fight back!"

Anfa thought that the other party had restrained himself, but Ma Linger continued to attack.

Ma Linger pressed forward step by step, using spells in succession. The entire ward was filled with flickering lights and shadows, like a battlefield.

"Ma Ling'er, can you please stop it? I don't think I have provoked you!" An Fa shouted loudly while resisting.

“As long as it’s a monster, I will take him down even if he’s the Lord of Hell!” Ma Linger formed a seal with one hand and attacked with a beam of lightning.

Anfa quickly added the power of hell to his body, and an illusory skull wrapped around his body, finally blocking Ma Linger's attack.

The fight between the two continued to escalate, and the items in the ward were shattered one after another by the collision of magic power, and the scene was once in chaos.

"Ma Ling'er, I don't want to hurt you, but you have to stop attacking!"

Anfa watched Ma Linger's movements vigilantly while concentrating his mental power to summon a phantom skeleton.

Under his control, the phantom skeleton quickly condensed into shape, with a faint blue light flashing in its empty eye sockets. The huge skeleton drew phantom shadows in the air and approached Ma Ling'er.

Anfa quickly formed seals with his hands and commanded the phantom skeleton to counterattack.

"Skull, entangle!"

At Anfa's command, the phantom skeleton quickly dispersed into several small skeletons, which, like flexible shadows, wrapped around Ma Ling'er from all directions.

Seeing this, Ma Linger hurriedly gathered her magic power and prepared to resist.

However, the phantom skeletons' attack method was beyond her expectations. They seemed to have no substance and easily penetrated her magic defense and tightly wrapped around her limbs.

"Restraint!"

Anfa formed a seal again, and the power of the phantom skeleton increased instantly, fixing Ma Linger firmly in place, making her unable to move.

"Now, can you calm down?"

Anfa walked up to Ma Linger, looked at her firmly, and his tone contained a hint of unquestionable majesty.