Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Su Meir looked at Ma Zhan with her big eyes blinking.

“You’re not entirely right, but almost.

Young Master Wang San is a man as beautiful as jade. He helps our holy religion because of me.

He promised to marry me after all the disciples of the Holy Church lived in the sunshine and in an upright manner."

Ma Zhan almost burst out laughing, looking at Su Meir like a fool, wondering if all the women in this world are crazy.

My cheap master Miao Yi is the same as this Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, simple and a little silly.

Young Master Wang San just casually lured the snake out of its hole, but unexpectedly, he got such an unexpected gain as Su Meir.

"That silly girl is so stupid. She helped someone else sell herself and her home, and even helped them count the money."

Su Meir is not stupid, she just has no experience in the world of martial arts, not to mention that she is facing the wisdom of a family that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Just like now, she could directly hear Ma Zhan's sarcasm and said something viciously.

"What do you mean?"

Ma Zhan couldn't help laughing when he saw Su Meir's determination to protect Young Master Wang San.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, as long as you are happy.

But you are now a prisoner of my Ma family, so there is no need to think about it, Mr. Wang San.

Tell me what happened to those Tiger Tribe members. Does your Moon Worship Sect have a Tiger Tribe branch?

Su Meir was so depressed that she could hardly hold on any longer. She forced herself to speak.

"They are from the Black Water Royal Court of Liaodong. I seduced the son of the Left Wise King of the Black Water Royal Court, and these are his people."

Ma Zhan laughed again and said, "To be seduced by your brain, the prince must be a fool."

These words seemed to irritate Su Meir, and she fainted.

He waved his hand and said, "Guoshanfeng, take her back to Luomatan."

Ma Zhongtong on the mountain peak listened to the entire conversation between Ma Zhan and Su Meir, and raised his lips.

"Of all the children raised by Sister Yuehua, Hu Zi is the most difficult to get along with."

At Luomatan, Ma Wu was already directing his men to set up tents. It looked like they would be spending the night here.

Crazy Yue and the tiger priest were lying on the ground. Whether they could survive depended on their luck.

A servant on the boat saw Ma Zhan dragging the bodies of the three Iron Fist Sect members, and ran over to help, placing the bodies neatly together with several other bodies.

Ma Zhan looked at these attentive guys.

"With this level of proficiency in handling corpses, he must have been involved in a lot of murder and robbery."

"Master Xiaohu, these people are from the bandit camp in Laoshan." Guoshanfeng's voice solved Ma Zhan's mystery.

Mengyao checked Ma Zhan with concern to see if he was injured. Ma Wu took a break from his busy schedule to come over and pat Ma Zhan on the shoulder.

"I understand the battle in the woods. Don't use this trick too much in the future. You might lose your mind forever."

Ma Zhan chuckled and said.

"Okay, Uncle Wu. Have you dealt with all the troublemakers? I've prepared a big gift for Uncle Jiu."

Ma Wu felt a little ashamed. He had not been able to help at all from the beginning to the end. If it were not for Ma Zhongtong's protection, he would have been gone.

"Meng Hao has escaped. Don't worry, your Uncle Nine will capture him and bring him back to Laoshan."

Ma Zhongtong landed beside a few people at some point, and with a casual wave of his hand, Su Meir flew out from Guoshanfeng's back.

Then Ma Zhongtong pressed several of her acupoints in mid-air, and Su Meir let out a soft moan and woke up.

Su Meir landed on the ground and stood there blankly, her face flushed a little.

Ma Zhongtong walked directly to a pitched tent and said.

"Come with me~."

Su Meir may have been impressed by Ma Zhongtong's powerful aura, or may have been attracted by Ma Zhongtong's personal charm, and she followed him without hesitation.

Ma Zhan rolled his eyes and secretly followed Su Meir.

Inside the tent, Ma Zhongtong took out Su Meir's red bellyband and handed it to her.

"Your master takes himself too seriously, and you deserve to fall like this.

From now on, stay with Wei Weijun obediently, and the Ma family will protect your life."

Su Meir took her bellyband with a blushing face. After all, it was her underwear and no man had ever touched it.

"Senior, do you know my master?"

Ma Zhongtong did not directly answer Su Meir's question. Perhaps Su Meir was really not that important, and Ma Zhongtong did not need to answer her question.

"Stop eavesdropping, you little brat. Get in here."

"Oh my god, I've been discovered."

Ma Zhan walked into the tent with a silly grin and walked to Ma Zhongtong.

"Second Master, I've always been curious about one thing. This little beauty always likes to take off her clothes when fighting. What kind of martial arts is this? Is it to seduce the enemy to be gentle?"

"What are you thinking about every day?" Ma Zhongtong was also impressed by Ma Zhan's imagination.

Su Meir felt that her strength was insulted and said indignantly.

"This is the red sky curtain that my master refined with his own blood essence. Even a second-rank master would be trapped."

Ma Zhan said disdainfully: "It was just that Second Master shot him."

Su Meir:...

Ma Zhongtong was too lazy to listen to the two people bickering.

"Huzi, if you don't want to become a fool in the future, don't ask Mengyao to help you stimulate your bloodline.

Practice well and improve your strength.

Okay, get out of here."

"Ah...you're telling me to get lost now? Second Master, you don't want this little beauty to sleep with you, do you?"

"Bang~..."

Ma Zhan flew out of the tent and fell to the ground. Several guys working outside hurried over.

"Master Xiaohu, practice your skills."

Ma Zhan got up and waved his hand.

"Get lost, go do whatever you need to do." Several guys smiled and stopped watching the horse fight.

As soon as Ma Zhan got up, Su Meir came out of Ma Zhongtong's tent.

"No way, Master, you're so fast, you didn't even take off your pants, right?"

In order to avenge the kick, Ma Zhan shouted and turned around and ran away.

The next second, Ma Zhan regretted it, and a stream of true energy flew out of the tent and hit his butt accurately.

Then Ma Zhan flew dozens of meters into the air and fell directly into the sea.

Ma Wu said helplessly as he looked at Ma Zhan struggling in the sea.

"Huzi, why did you have to mess with Second Master when you could mess with anyone else?

Mengyao, make a bowl of ginger soup for Huzi tonight."

Ma Wu grabbed Ma Zhan's belt and pulled him out of the sea like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water.

Mengyao pulled the wet Ma Zhan to the tent to change clothes. Su Meir looked at the young couple curiously, with many questions in her mind.

For example, 'Is that Second Master a first-class warrior or a terrestrial immortal?

What is the identity of this little tiger?

Is the woman next to him the girl from the Meng family?

With that Second Master here, it's impossible for me to escape. What will I face?