Chapter 331 Good Boy, I Like You

Zhong Qing nodded.

I really felt the kindness of this middle-aged monk.

So I didn’t intend to refuse.

After all, it would be best if you could follow him for a while.

But the person on the side pouted, standing behind the middle-aged monk and gnashing his teeth at Zhong Qing, making it clear that he didn't want Zhong Qing to follow.

Who made her uncle give her a slap in the face because of such a passerby!

Zhong Qing is not as familiar as a child of a few years old.

Instead, he looked at the child and felt a little interested, so he smiled and raised his hands: "Then I'll have to worry about the two masters for the rest of the journey."

The pronunciation of the word "two digits" was also specially emphasized.

When the little girl saw this, her waist suddenly straightened and her belly turned up.

That attitude changed instantly.

"Then if that's the case, I'll let you get on the boat."

The middle-aged monk laughed loudly when he saw this, "Formal introduction, we are from Qingshan Temple, my name is Ou Zishu, and this is Nian Nian, the mascot of our Qingshan Temple."

Ou Zishu said and rubbed the little girl's head again.

But the little girl was obviously still angry about Ou Zishu's previous slap on the forehead.

He shook his head angrily and entered the cabin.

"I'm Zhong Qing."

Zhong Qing didn't say much, and Ou Zishu wasn't too polite.

After signaling Zhong Qing to be free and casual, he angrily got into the cabin and coaxed his mascot.

When he turned around, Zhong Qing saw a dark iron broad sword hanging behind Ou Zishu's back.

The broad sword is not long but extremely wide, almost at the same level as the tall Ou Zishu's back. It is simple, thick and a bit extraordinary.

Zhong Qing leaned on the deck and silently looked at the endless sea of ​​chaos in the distance.

The sea was calm, and everything in the distance was hidden in the thick fog that looked bright red under the sunset.

Even with Zhong Qingwan's cultivation level, he couldn't see clearly the depths of the dense fog that contained the rules.

This chaotic sea of ​​demons.

It's really scary!

Not long after, several monks who also carried broad swords came up on the small boat one after another. They were obviously also watching Qingfeng.

"Let me see what's going on? Who made Nian Nian angry and cry in our family?"

"Ou Zishu, you bastard, is this how you take care of your children?!"

The two of them were tall and strong, "Hey! Senior brother! No way! No way!"

Ou Zishu's voice echoed in it, followed closely by the little girl's laughter.

Several figures shuttled back and forth in the cabin, and several broadswords jingled.

Zhong Qing leaned aside, his slightly frowning brows now completely relaxed.

There is always intrigue in the world of cultivation.

Such a scene is rare to see.

Regardless of whether it is a great emperor or an ordinary person, everyone has a world that belongs to everyone.

Not long after, the small boat with several people on it sailed out of the port.

Zhong Qing was dressed in white, with a wine gourd hanging on his waist, his sharp-knuckled fingers half-clasped on the deck armrest outside the cabin, and his eyes lazily looking into the distance.

He stood leisurely like this, and anyone who saw him would call him suave.

I'm afraid no one in this world would believe that such a young junior who looks like a member of a Northern Territory family is the master of the Demon Palace who shuffled the entire Northern Territory some time ago, resulting in the four transcendent forces killing two, killing one, and injuring one.

"Hey! Boy!"

A bearded Qingfengguan monk emerged from the cabin. This man was a head taller than the tall Ou Zishu.

"Which sect do you belong to?"

"I just thought you were a crew member, but who knew you were recruited by my silly junior brother? Do you know where we are going?"

"Follow us on this trip, but what's the purpose?!"

The bearded monk looked unkind and scolded in a deep voice.

Zhong Qing turned around, and the little girl Nian Nian and Ou Zishu also walked out, followed closely by the other two Qingfengguan monks.

There are now two big footprints on Ou Zishu's shabby white Taoist robe.

He pursed his lips angrily, indicating that he was really speechless at this moment.

But what was unexpected was that the little guy Nian Nian stood up and protected Zhong Qing. He stopped the strong monk and said: "Master, he is the person I Nian Nian takes care of. You are not allowed to do anything to him." Take action."

The burly man had a straight face.

Seeing this, another man quickly picked up Nian Nian while he was struggling.

Zhong Qing looked at the burly man.

"Zhong Qing, he has no family or sect."

"There is no other purpose. The only purpose is to go to Zhongzhou. If you can go with the Taoist priests, then go."

"If you don't want to..."

"Then how about throwing you out?"

The bearded monk scolded, his knotted muscles seemed to be flowing under the gray-white robe, as if he was about to rush over and throw Zhong Qing away at the next moment.

This person has obviously the highest level of cultivation among the Qingfengguan group, and is at the peak of the Golden Core Stage.

Zhong Qing frowned upon hearing this.

Then he looked at the thick fog of the Chaos Demon Sea where the ship was heading.

"Then try it."

When the bearded monk heard this, he immediately sneered.

"Good boy, you are right. I am reasonable. I won't really throw you down. Why don't you shake me?"

As he spoke, he arrived in front of Zhong Qing in two steps.

"In this way, you and I can give it a try."

"If you can survive three rounds under my hand, then I will take you away. If not, then you can jump off by yourself."

Zhong Qing was speechless. He took a step forward and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Good boy, you have courage."

As soon as he finished speaking, the strong man glared.

He stretched out a pair of hands as big as a human head and slapped Zhong Qing in the face.

The boatmen standing at the stern watching the show couldn't help but feel worried.

This young man from a noble family, is he going to be slapped to death?

Zhong Qing slightly turned his body and dodged the palm lightly.

The palm missed, which shocked the man greatly.

"Good boy, do you have some body skills?"

The next moment, the bearded monk changed his palm into a fist and hit again.

Zhong Qing smiled faintly and turned his body again.

"You can't dodge!"

The bearded monk shouted angrily, and his seemingly strong and slow body was like a tiger descending from the mountain, and he instantly approached Zhong Qing's steps.

The fist smashed down Zhong Qing's back, and this swift blow left Zhong Qing no room to dodge.

The boatmen at the stern closed their eyes, and the little girl Nian Nian couldn't help shouting.

"Master! Stop it!"

But at this time, Zhong Qing's face was still calm.

Instead, he raised his palm and slowly touched the man's fist.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the Qi turned into waves and spread out in all directions.

The two were safe and sound.

Zhong Qing looked normal.

The bearded monk was surprised.

"Good boy, you can take my power safely and soundly. It seems that your strength is half of mine. I underestimated you."

It's not his fault that he underestimated Zhong Qing. It's really because of Zhong Qing's appearance and age that it's hard for people to think of his cultivation as higher.

While speaking, he couldn't help but raise his big hand and stroke Zhong Qing's shoulder heavily.

Papapapa, with a loud sound!

Then he laughed.

"Good boy, I like you!"