One person: I wanted to give up, but my abilities wouldn't allow it.

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Doesn't he know how to write the word "shame"?

in the corner.

Lin Chen looked at the spatial ring and his body, which were lying on the ground like scrap metal.

His lips twitched. This old Ma is truly a talent!

He put away the spatial ring and stored his body inside it.

The objective has been achieved; there is no need to stay here any longer.

Lin Chen and Ma Xianhong waved goodbye:

"Old Ma, you're busy, I'm leaving now. Once the furnace is finished, remember to let me be the first one to operate it."

Looking at Lin Chen, who had already stepped out of the room.

Ma Xianhong was stunned for a moment, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

"Wait a moment!"

Lin Chen withdrew the foot that was halfway out the door and turned his head to ask:

"What's the matter, Old Ma?"

Ma Xianhong suppressed his discomfort and spoke calmly:

"I think a basic aesthetic sense is essential for a weapon refiner, so I drew pictures on the ring and that body..."

Lin Chen felt a buzzing in his head.

Ma Xianhong's next words were no longer audible.

Aesthetics?

With your aesthetic sense, Lao Ma, do you even deserve to say those two words?

I could tolerate having a picture drawn on my ring, even if it's something like Ru Hua (a character from a Chinese folktale).

But what about the body?

That's the body I prepared for Erzhuang.

What's the big deal about you drawing a picture?

If it weren't for the fact that Old Ma was still useful, he would have definitely gone up there in a big competition.

Lin Chen swallowed hard, his tone stiff:

"Where on the body did you draw the picture?"

Ma Xianhong raised his chin, a look of pride on his face:

"Lower leg!"

"Oh!"

Lin Chen breathed a long sigh of relief; thankfully it was his calf, not his buttocks.

"besides……"

?

Lin Chen's heart instantly jumped to his throat:

"Where else?"

“Every toe is painted!”

"........."

Lin Chen looked at the heavy dark circles under Ma Xianhong's eyes.

I really want to yell at him:

Are you bored and restless? Wouldn't it be better to just sleep?

What kind of paintings do you paint?

“I know you don’t understand art, let alone aesthetics, but I do.”

Ma Xianhong slowly said:

"Any magical artifact that leaves my hands, I will make sure it is perfect, just like Ru Hua!"

Lin Chen hurriedly took his body out of his spatial ring.

Looking at her calves and the drawing on her fingernails, she fell silent.

His expression was blank, his eyes unfocused, and he kept muttering to himself:

"Mmm, Ru Hua is so beautiful! She's reached a whole new level of beauty!"

That's so well drawn, you shouldn't draw anymore!

Chapter 129 When it comes to dealing with Chen Duo, Brother Chen is truly amazing!

After watching Lin Chen's figure disappear into the distance, Wang Ye watched Lin Chen's figure disappear into the distance.

Only then did he react.

Lin Chen arrived here but didn't get anything done.

They only took what they wanted.

He recalled what he saw in the inner vision about Ma Xianhong's destructive power over the world.

Wang Ye's fist slowly clenched.

He is determined to stop Ma Xianhong today, no matter what.

Ma Xianhong looked at the Prince and Zhuge Qing:

"Aren't you two leaving? Do you want to stay and witness the miracle?"

Wang Ye shook his head.

"I have something to tell you!"

"Oh?"

Ma Xianhong was slightly surprised.

In his memory, this Taoist priest Wang was never very friendly to him and was unwilling to talk to him.

"Ma Xianhong, whatever you want to do, stop now, it won't work!"

Ma Xianhong frowned unhappily.

He knew that this Taoist priest Wang was a scoundrel who couldn't possibly say anything decent.

"I cast a divination for you, and your ambitions are too great. Your destiny is too lowly to bear such lofty aspirations!"

Wang Ye continued, "It's not that I look down on you, but even a lowly person can achieve high office and accept their fate, and still find happiness!"

"I don't believe in fate!"

Looking at the nearly completed body-refining furnace, Ma Xianhong declared that he would not stop there.

"It doesn't matter if it affects the people around you?"

Wang Ye asked.

A kind-hearted person like him is most afraid of affecting the people around him.

"Of course there's a connection, which is why people have always been free to come and go from Biyou Village!"

"But even if I'm the only one left, I will continue!"

Ma Xianhong said this was his last act of defiance.

"Since that's the case, then I'm done for today!"

In an instant.

Wang Ye's aura surged dramatically.

The Qi emanating from his body spread out in all directions.

He had originally hoped to rely on Lin Chen, but who knew that this guy wouldn't do anything productive.

All they know how to do is exploit Ma Xianhong.

He was afraid that Lin Chen would exploit him, and if he kept exploiting him, he would realize how good Ma Xianhong was.

I can't bring myself to lay a hand on him.

Ma Xianhong remained completely calm as he watched the enraged Wang Ye.

He also mobilized the Qi within his body, preparing for battle.

With his strength and protective magic treasures, he truly fears no one.

The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

"Isn't it?"

Zhuge Qing was a little confused; Old Wang had been perfectly fine just moments before.

Why does it suddenly seem so murderous?

"Old Wang, calm down, calm down! Don't act impulsively!"

Wang Ye turned his head and looked at Zhuge Qing with a serious expression.

"Old Pig, if you consider me a friend, then let's team up and cripple him!"

Zhuge Qing looked troubled.

"Isn't this not good?"

Wang Ye said with a complicated expression:

"I know that his mastery of the Divine Strategies is very tempting to you, but please don't associate with him."

Zhuge Qing scratched his head, caught in a dilemma.

Just then, a hurried voice came from outside.

"Patriarch, some strange fellows have come from outside the village!"

Village entrance.

"Look, everyone, we've finally arrived at Biyou Village."

Qiu'er, who was acting as a tour guide, was wearing a lace hat and spoke to everyone.

Zhang Chulan was wearing sunglasses and had his hands on his hips.

I've completely immersed myself in the role of a tourist and forgotten why I came here.

Feng Baobao was holding a bottle of milk and taking small sips.

His eyes darted around, darting about.

Where is Lin Chen?

It's rare for so many people to come to the village at once.

The villagers became curious.

"Are all these people here to seek refuge with Village Chief Ma?"

"It does look like it!"

"Recently, more and more people have been coming to seek refuge with Village Chief Ma. Is our Biyou Game Village about to prosper?"

"Well, it's possible!"

Qiu'er waved to everyone while holding a small red flag.

"Everyone, give in, give in!"

Xiao Zizai adjusted his glasses and said to the man next to him, "..."

“There are quite a few people in this village, no wonder they mobilized all of our temporary workers.”

Black-Video's sharp eyes swept over the villagers: