Black Wind Village is a backward and impoverished place. The Ma family is spoken of by everyone in the village. After having five sons, the 40-year-old woman of the Ma family became pregnant again....
"Look, a UFO!" the man in black robes shouted in a panic, veins bulging on his neck, eyes wide, raising his hand and pointing in the air as if in feigned terror, hoping to distract Ma Hehua.
Ma Hehua didn't even lift her eyelids, her eyebrows furrowed, and she sneered, "Do you think I'm stupid? UFO? I'd believe it if you said it was Laozi."
After speaking, he swung his broadsword down with a powerful gust of wind, his blade flashing through the night like lightning cleaving through the dark sky.
However, in the blink of an eye, dark shadows surged around her, and a thick, inky darkness rose like a prison, trapping Ma Hehua within.
"Oh no, we've fallen into a trap! Lotus, come back!"
Upon seeing this, Ma Linghua's face darkened, as if covered by dark clouds. Her eyes widened in anger, and she cried out anxiously, her spiritual power surging through her hands as she tried to tear open the eerie black curtain.
"Hahahaha... That old man from Sanqing Temple was right after all. You guys are too strong. If I hadn't set a trap, I really would have been doomed here."
The man threw his head back and laughed wildly, the laughter echoing madly in the wilderness, revealing the smug satisfaction of a successful conspiracy.
"The Demon-Suppressing Tower? It seems you've joined forces with them."
Ma Linghua gritted her teeth, her voice sounding like it was filled with ice shards and venomous resentment. Her gaze seemed to burn holes in the man, and she secretly thought that this collusion behind the scenes must be hiding many evil intentions.
"Hmph! If you want to save your daughter, then bring your Ma family's hundred generations of descendants to the sinkhole. We'll meet at the sinkhole on the first day of the Lunar New Year."
The man uttered his harsh words, then his figure flashed away like a ghost, his black robes fluttering. With a few leaps, he disappeared into the night, leaving only his harsh words echoing in the wind.
In truth, he was still shaken. Although he carried a protective treasure worth hundreds of millions and was not afraid of death, the fierce attacks and fearless spirit of the mother and daughter he had just faced made him tremble with fear, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
At this moment, all I want is to get out of danger as soon as possible, and wait until the first day of the Lunar New Year to plan my next move, using the sinkhole as a cover to set up a trap.