The Lone Walker

Everyone listened carefully to the story of Ma Xiaoling's attack, fearing that they would miss any details.

After a long while, Situ Fenren finally spoke: "Mr. He, to be honest, Zhenzhen and I also met fate today. If Nino hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid that we would..."

Ma Xiaoling was shocked when she heard that. She pulled Wang Zhenzhen's hand over and carefully examined her best friend's body. She found that except for the slight bruises on her wrists caused by the binding, she was intact. Only then did she feel relieved.

Jiang Chen said in a deep voice: "If we fight alone, I'm afraid that except for Mr. He who can surely defeat fate, the rest of us are probably no match for fate. I think we should stay together for the time being. Even if we have to go out, we should go in pairs, so that we won't be taken advantage of by fate."

When everyone heard this, they thought it made sense and agreed with it.

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Destiny has been severely damaged since the battle with Situ Fenren and the Demon Star. Originally, it should have been the master of this world, and the only one not under its control was the Pangu clan.

Unexpectedly, because of the appearance of Chen Fan, all the people who were to be robbed of their calamity had supernatural powers. It also felt that its authority was challenged, but it was too late to say anything now. Everything was a fait accompli and irreversible.

Destiny was standing on an overpass at this time, looking at all the living beings, and secretly said in a sullen voice: "How hateful..."

Just then, a middle-aged man who was telling fortunes under the overpass caught his attention.

A young beggar with disheveled hair came to the fortune-telling stall of a middle-aged man and asked the middle-aged man to tell him his fortune. The man wrote the word "poor".

The middle-aged man glanced at the words on the table, then looked up at the beggar and said, "I wonder what this gentleman wants to calculate?"

"I don't know either. I heard that your place is very effective, so I came here specifically to ask for your advice."

The young beggar had disheveled hair and was slovenly, but he spoke in an extraordinary manner, so he should not be an ordinary person. In addition, he had beautiful handwriting, which made the middle-aged man curious.

"Haha, sir, your family must have fallen on hard times. You ask me about your fate, and I can only say that I don't know, because your current state means that you have already accepted your fate, so it makes no difference whether I tell you or not." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

His words made the beggar look sideways. In the past, all the fortune tellers he met were flatterers, and they were not like the man in front of him who spoke the truth.

"Master, what do you mean by this?" The young beggar felt that there was something behind the middle-aged man's words, so he became curious and asked.

"As the saying goes, fate comes first, luck comes second, feng shui comes third, accumulating good deeds comes fourth, and reading comes fifth. This is common sense, but you are still so young. Although your family has fallen on hard times, there is still room for recovery. Just work hard at what you want to do. At worst, you can start over again. Don't wait until you are old to complain about yourself, because it will be too late to regret." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"Haha, it's easy to say, but this is easier said than done. My wife and her adulterer have teamed up to rob me of my property and turned me into a beggar. Now you want me to start from scratch, but that's not easy." The young beggar's face was full of indignation, and he was obviously disgusted by the middle-aged man's words.

"Come, look at me and repeat after me. Believe me and you'll be fine. If you don't believe me, you won't be able to do it. ... You will definitely be able to do it."

The middle-aged man was muttering to himself at this time, gesturing to the young beggar, and the young beggar also followed him as if possessed.

"Okay, believe in yourself, you can do it. I am confident in you." The middle-aged man said to the young beggar with a smile.

"Yes, you are right, I can definitely make a comeback..." Then the beggar stood up, muttered to himself, and then turned and left.

The middle-aged man saw the man leave, and he sighed as if he was thinking about something, then he prepared to pack up and leave.

Little did he know that everything he did was in the eyes of fate...

Destiny looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, calculating with his fingers. After a while, he smiled and said, "Exorcist Dragon Clan, Ma Dalong, interesting..."

Yes, this middle-aged man who was telling fortunes was Ma Xiaoling’s biological father in this life, Ma Dalong, and also Ma Dingdang’s biological brother.

Unlike the original novel, his wife died after giving birth to Ma Xiaoling, and Ksitigarbha did not reincarnate into the Ma family.

In order to maintain the Ma family's tradition of passing down the legacy to daughters rather than sons for thousands of years, Ma Dalong went out to make a living alone and never saw Ma Xiaoling again.

At this time, Ma Dalong, who was closing his stall and going home, felt some movement behind him and turned his head. The dark alley was completely silent.

However, as a descendant of the exorcist dragon clan, he also had some special abilities, and his ears were particularly sharp, so he quickly quickened his pace, wanting to quickly leave this place of trouble.

Unexpectedly, the next second, he bumped into a man in a white suit, and this man was Destiny.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I was in a hurry to go home and didn't see you..." When Ma Dalong saw this person, he felt a tremor in his heart for some reason, so he spoke carefully and was about to leave.

But he didn't expect that he would be blocked by the man in front of him. At this time, Ma Dalong, whose face changed drastically, said faintly: "Ma Dalong, are you Ma Xiaoling's father?"

Although he said it was a question, his tone was full of certainty at this time, which made Ma Dalong confused.

"Sir, may I know who you are?" Ma Dalong thought it was a relative, so he asked curiously.

At this moment, fate suddenly took action and with a casual blow, Ma Dalong was knocked dozens of meters away. Normally, an ordinary person would be killed on the spot if attacked like this, but Ma Dalong stood up tremblingly. Although blood was flowing from his mouth, he still stood up.

"If you believe me, you can bear it. If you don't believe me, you can't bear it. I can definitely bear it..." Ma Dalong said incoherently at this time.

When Fate saw that this man was not dead after being hit by him, and thought of the losses he had suffered at the hands of Situ Fenren, Mo Xing and Ma Xiaoling, he instantly became angry. He took a step forward and started punching and kicking Ma Dalong.

I don’t know how long it took, but even He Youqiu, who was possessed by fate, began to sweat. It was obvious that Ma Dalong had to endure multiple attacks at this moment.

Seeing that Ma Dalong was lying on the ground motionless, Fate looked at him with contempt, but he never expected that the next second, Ma Dalong stood up again, his body shaky.

This was the first time that Destiny encountered such a strange thing, so he was a little shocked. Just as Destiny was about to take action...

A black portal suddenly appeared in the void, and Chen Fan suddenly appeared from it and blocked his attack.

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