Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 284: The Sea of ​​Flowers on the Other Shore!The lady in the red robe!
"Ziming? This name is better than Old Ghost Qiu. Master, does my name have any other meaning?"

One, one, and one small got up and walked out of the courtyard, Ziming asked.

Standing with hands behind his back, long white hair swaying in the wind, Zi Jun closed his eyes and replied.

"I hope that you will grow wings and turn into a fish from the northern sea. If you want to go to Lingyun, don't forget when you cross the river..."

Opening his eyes, Zijun looked down at Ziming, raised his hand and stroked his head as a gesture.

"Old Ghost Qiu has taken care of you for so many years, how many times do you have to knock someone?"

The latter nodded in understanding, and with a smile on his face, he turned around and kowtowed to Old Ghost Qiu's house.

"Old Ghost Qiu! I'm leaving! Take care of yourself! One day I will come back to see you."

Boom boom boom!
In the rustling sound, accompanied by three kowtows, it came into the thatched cottage.

Old Ghost Qiu leaned against the window, his old eyes were moist, with some tears glistening, but the smile on his face couldn't be stopped no matter what.

"OK……,"

Old Ghost Qiu muttered to himself, as small as the sound of a mosquito....

At the foot of Longhu Mountain, the young one held a spirit fruit in his hand and gnawed non-stop, while the big one held a wine jug in his hand and took a sip from time to time.

This casual appearance has a hint of a rich man who travels around the mountains and rivers.

rustle!

There was a loud noise at the edge of the grass on the mountain road, and Zijun, who was drinking with his head up,

Hearing the sound, he condensed his sword and pointed, and shot a colored beam of light into the grass from the air!

boom!
The sound of objects colliding came out!Ziming who was nibbling on the spiritual fruit hurriedly threw away the spiritual fruit in his hand and stood in front of Zijun.

"Where is the monster! How dare you block my master's way! Believe it or not, young master... ate you in one bite."

At the end of the conversation, Ziming's voice became smaller and smaller, and he looked up at his head slowly.

"Big bear spirit!" Ziming shouted, with a solemn expression.

Take a closer look!This bear is a thousand feet tall!Golden Retriever!Has a pair of blue eyes!
The standing body is as tall as a building!The five claws are tens of centimeters in length!

Just that one arm is the size of an adult!
"Stinky Green Snake! I've been asking about your naivety from afar!"

The golden bear spit out human words, looked at the white-haired and white-haired Zijun who could not see the aura of cultivation and said coldly.

"The human race is really weak, the previous blow was just to tickle the lord! I didn't expect you to be such a waste, and become a pet of the human race! It really embarrasses me, Longhu Mountain Monster!"

Smile!Zijun put away the flagon in his hand.

bang bang bang!Bang bang bang!
There was a beating sound!The dense grass was crushed to the ground!
A child with a bruised nose and a swollen face knelt down on his knees in human form,
Sucking the slowly flowing nosebleed, he looked aggrieved and begged for mercy.

"Master Immortal, please forgive me, I will give you three bows and nine kowtows."

Boom boom boom!
While speaking, Jin Xiong kowtowed, his appearance seemed familiar.

"Damn! It's a thing with no eyesight! It deserves to be beaten to death by my master! Let you bully me before!"

After finishing speaking, Ziming walked up to Jin Xiongjing, raised his foot and kicked his ass, and did not forget to complain in front of Zijun after kicking.

"Master, this big bear has bullied me since I was a child, if it wasn't for him! How could my cultivation base be so weak! It's really hateful!"

Looking at the little bookboy in yellow who was kicked to the ground by Ziming, Zijun nodded and smiled.

"Hey! So, you are the king of the mountain in Longhu Mountain?"

"Mmm...mmmm!" Nodding and frantically shaking his head, the little book boy in yellow said timidly.

"Immortal Master, you can call the little bear monster. The word "big king" is too flattering, hehe! Immortal Master, please forgive me."

Getting up, the little book boy in yellow bowed his head on the ground, not daring to move.

"Okay, let's go, since you and Ziming got to know each other once, I will let you live."

Patting Ziming on the shoulder, Zijun turned around and continued walking down the mountain.

Turning his head towards the little bookboy in yellow, sticking out his tongue, Ziming turned around and caught up with Zijun.

Looking at the back of the two going away, the little book boy in yellow showed a look of loneliness on his face.

"What's more, Master is kind and soft-hearted. If it's someone else's race, they'll all be on fire right now."

Ziming flattered happily, all these years in Longhushan, except Old Ghost Qiu.

It's this big bear who is the most diligent in looking for him, although the two of them mostly fight and win treasures, they can't be called friends.

"Shouldn't you monster clan be united and united with the enemy?" Zi Jun asked curiously.

"No way! Compared with the human race, the battle between the monster race is not much better. Although this big bear took my chance, it didn't harm me. It's barely a monster."

Nodding his head, Zijun then asked, "Do you know any towns near here?"

"Thousands of miles away from here, there is a town called Wangsheng City. Old Ghost Qiu told me that that place is evil!"

Hearing the word Xiehu, Zijun immediately became interested, since ancient times, there must be treasures in the place of Xiehu!

Maybe we can still meet the godhead fragments, thinking about this, Zijun continued to ask.

"How evil is it?"

Recalling that day, secretly carrying Qiu Laogui on his back, going to Shengcheng City, Ziming introduced with a puzzled expression.

"Every household there hangs a hideous portrait of Yan Luo. During the day, there are few people like a dead city, but at night it is extremely lively. Master, don't you think it's strange."

Rubbing his chin and imagining such a scene, Zijun nodded strangely.

"Lead the way, let's go and see."

"Okay!" Responded bluntly, Ziming jumped and walked ahead, while explaining to Zijun.

Hell!Nether Sea!
Rather than calling it the Sea of ​​Netherworld, it is more appropriate to call it the Sea of ​​Flowers on the Other Shore.

Looking up, this place is covered with red flowers, which is quite different from the legendary Bianhua.

Each of its petals has a red villain hanging on it!

Unlike the horrifying screams as imagined, whenever the wind blows, the red villain will make Ding Ling's laughter.

It was as if the bells were laughing, which was both eerie and cheerful.

"Ling Ling~" is wearing a red and black robe, with a wrinkled and gray face, a pair of red and black pupils, and is eight feet tall!
Cross the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, and land in front of a Wanyuan gate made of bright red wood.

The roof structure of the whole Wanyuan adopts the style of double eaves and veranda roof.

In the center of Wanyuan is a giant tree full of red flowers!

Cross the gurgling pond, pass an arched bridge, and walk to the backyard.

A woman in a red robe embroidered with dragon patterns and long hair was standing in front of the giant tree.

"Your Majesty, that person has come to the prehistoric world, do you want to send someone to pick him up?"

A hoarse, middle-aged voice sounded. The horrifying-looking weirdo, who was previously wearing a red and black robe, knelt on one knee to report.

The woman in the red dragon robe waved her hands to signal to step back, and stood there without saying a word.

Exiting Wanyuan, the green-faced weirdo came and went in a hurry, jumped across the sea of ​​flowers on the other side again, and left Wanyuan.

"When the king is born, I am also born. When the king dies, the concubine will accompany him, sitting on the road and dreaming forever, just waiting for the king to return... Do you still remember the concubine's body..."

The sweet and ethereal voice is like a fairy and picturesque, which makes people feel peaceful, but it also reveals a trace of depression....

(End of this chapter)