This is a zombie agreement, are you serious?

On the rooftop of Jiajia Building, night falls and the moonlight is hazy.

Ma Xiaoling, wearing an exorcist robe and holding an exorcist stick, engages in a fierce battle with the demon star.

Mo Xing stared at Ma Xiaoling fiercely, with a ferocious light flashing in his eyes.

He waved his fists and attacked Ma Xiaoling again and again. Ma Xiaoling could only dodge flexibly and cleverly avoid the attacks of the demon star.

Mo Xing said angrily: "My dad...you killed me...I will kill...you...I want to avenge...my dad!"

Ma Xiaoling looked at the dark Demon Star and responded, "You, a half-blood Demon Star, really dare to look down on me. I am the heir of the Ma family and I will not be defeated by you so easily."

However, the attacks of the Demon Star became more and more fierce.

Ma Xiaoling was gradually losing. A hint of determination flashed in her eyes, and she began to recite the Ma family's nine-character mantra.

【When facing the battle, all the soldiers shall line up in front to kill the evil! 】

As soon as she finished speaking, Ma Xiaoling quickly formed seals with her hands and released a magical dragon out of thin air.

The dragon roared and charged towards the evil star.

The Demon Star had a huge hatred in his heart for the appearance of the Dragon.

Even if the Demon Star could withstand the attack of the Dragon, it was still forced to retreat step by step by the Dragon.

Demon Star roared unwillingly: "Damn it, I will never lose to you!"

Ma Xiaoling took the opportunity to rest on the side and said, "It depends on whether you have the ability to do it."

The battle lasted for a long time, and the dragon and the demon star began to be evenly matched.

The Demon Star roared angrily, the only person he would never forgive was the Dragon.

Ma Xiaoling also gritted her teeth and used her magic power to deal with it with all her might.

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In an ultra-luxurious seaside mansion on Hong Kong Island.

Anfa and Bai Xinmei had just finished making out in bed. Anfa jumped up from the bed and prepared to go to Jiajia Building.

"Anfa, where are you going?" Bai Xinmei hugged Anfa, her eyes full of nostalgia and reluctance.

An Fa hugged Bai Xin Mei gently and whispered in her ear: "Xin Mei, saving lives is like putting out a fire. I have to go to Jia Jia Building quickly. When I come back, we can have fun together again."

Although Bai Xinmei was reluctant to let Anfa go, she knew that important things were important, so she let Anfa go.

Anfa put on his clothes, left the mansion in a hurry and headed straight for Jiajia Building.

He thought to himself that saving people was the most important thing, but after returning, he would definitely review this lesson with Bai Xinmei.

On the rooftop of Jiajia Building, Anfa finally arrived at the scene.

As Ma Xiaoling ran out of magic power, the dragon she summoned gradually dissipated in the air.

When Moxing saw that the dragon had disappeared, he transferred all his hatred to Ma Xiaoling.

He said sarcastically: "Your... dragon... is nothing more than this. Without... sufficient mana... to support it, it is... nothing!"

Ma Xiaoling was extremely weak at this time, and Moxing took advantage of this opportunity and punched her.

Upon seeing this, Anfa appeared in front of Ma Xiaoling and blocked the attack from the Demon Star.

Seeing this, Ma Xiaoling looked at An Fa angrily and said, "Why did you come just now?"

Anfa had no choice but to respond: "Sorry, I just got stuck in traffic on the road of life."

This answer left Ma Xiaoling speechless, and she really wanted to slap him in the face.

Mo Xing on the side widened his eyes and looked at An Fa: "What is your relationship with this woman? Are you... friends?"

An Fa did not answer, but turned to look at Ma Xiaoling, "This charcoal-headed guy is the Demon Star? Is there something wrong?"

"It is indeed the Demon Star. His father is Domoto Shizuka, who was eliminated by me not long ago. As soon as they returned to Hong Kong Island, they came to me for revenge, and I had to fight them. But I found that this Demon Star would grow in the battle, which is really scary." Ma Xiaoling explained.

Anfa was stunned. He didn't quite understand what Ma Xiaoling meant.

On the rooftop of Jiajia Building.

Not long after, the Demon Star launched an attack on Anfa, and Anfa easily blocked all of the Demon Star's attacks.

Gradually, Moxing showed amazing potential and learning ability in battle. He began to imitate Anfa's moves and used similar but more powerful techniques.

Anfa looked at Moxing in surprise: "You can actually learn my moves?"

Demon Star sneered: "Who do you think I am? I am... Demon Star. Learning... your moves... is just... a piece of cake."

"But you don't learn Chinese very well. You should be a mixed-blood demon star." Anfa felt uncomfortable hearing the intermittent speech.

At the same time, a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes, and he decided to change his strategy and use some more advanced and complex moves to test the true strength of the Demon Star.

Anfa concentrated his mind, formed seals with his hands, and a powerful beam of energy shot out from his palms and headed straight for the Demon Star.

Seeing this, Mo Xing did not dare to be careless. He quickly dodged the attack and tried to counterattack using the moves he had just learned.

The fight between the two became more intense, and the surrounding space was experiencing violent fluctuations due to the surge of energy.

Ma Xiaoling was watching from a distance, feeling anxious.

"Anfa, how long are you going to play? If you continue like this, you will tear down the Jiajia Building." Ma Xiaoling reminded loudly.

Hearing this, Anfa began to guide the magic star, making him fall into a false impression that his attacks would always succeed.

But in fact, every attack missed Anfa's body by just a millimeter.

The Demon Star became more and more confident, and his attacks became more and more fierce, but he was still unable to hit the target.

Finally, at the moment when the Demon Star let down his guard, Anfa launched a fatal attack.

He used the power of the Demon Star to counterattack, and cleverly guided the Demon Star's own power to hit him back. The Demon Star was blown away by his own power and fell heavily on the edge of the rooftop.

Demon Star struggled to stand up.

But Anfa didn't want him to stand up. His palms gently swept across the air, as if drawing an invisible picture.

At this moment, Demon Star felt a strong pressure coming and his movements began to slow down.

Moxing looked at Anfa in horror. He found that he could not move and could not exert his power.

Anfa's moves were like a chain, tightly binding the Demon Star.

"What... did you... do... to me?" Moxing was puzzled.

"Fighting is not just about strength, it also requires wisdom and strategy. You are strong, but you are not mature enough. So, are you really a demon star?" Anfa said casually.

"I... am Demon Star... ah, dad... said that I will... become... the greatest... zombie king... in the world." Demon Star retorted.

On the rooftop of Jiajia Building, the battle between Anfa and Moxing finally came to an end.

Demon Star was lying on the ground, dying, with resentment and grievance flashing in his eyes.

An Fa stood beside him and said calmly, "You lost, Demon Star. According to the rules of this world, the loser must be the winner's follower."

Mo Xing was stunned, then raised his head and looked at him, "You...I, ah Dad...didn't say...these words to...me."

"Then has your father told you that he has been a zombie for less than half a year, so he doesn't know anything. Well, if you can beat me in the future, you can challenge me anytime!" Anfa said seriously.

"Okay then... when I... defeat... you in the future, I will definitely... seek revenge... on you." Moxing nodded.

An Fa waved his hand, and the gate of hell opened easily. He smiled and said to Mo Xing: "Stay in there for a while. I will find you if there is anything."

Moxing was a little confused, but still walked into the door, and his figure was quickly swallowed by the darkness.