Zhou Botong squatted on the window like a sculpture for several breaths. After feeling the increasingly murderous aura on Wang Zhenting's body, he finally sighed, got off the window, and walked towards Wang Zhenting.

Although his junior nephews were a little boring and often caught him, they were very filial to him.

After all, he couldn't watch the other party die because of him.

Walking to Wang Zhenting, Zhou Botong looked at Wang Zhenting resentfully and said, "Let's put down the sword and speak well."

"Ha!" Wang Zhenting sneered and said, "Now do you know how to speak well?"

"This young man, we are impulsive!" Ma Yu hurriedly apologized, glanced at everyone, and gave everyone a wink.

It was indeed their first move, and even after the opponent defeated Qiu Chuji, the seven of them went together...

Everyone understood that except Qiu Chuji, others quickly apologized. Although Qiu Chuji was angry, he still shut up after considering the lives of his fellow brothers.

"Apology is useful? What else should the constable do?" Wang Zhenting sneered, and looked at Zhou Boshu: "Can you be responsible for what you just said?"

"Talk?" Zhou Botong said in a daze: "What are you talking about?"

"Haha!" The sword in Wang Zhenting's hand pressed down another inch.

"Okay!" Zhou Botong said anxiously: "I apologize to you! Your sword is yours! It's my nonsense. I want you to fight and run away in the chaos!"

As soon as he said that, Quanzhen Qizi looked at each other and felt bitter in his heart.

This is so embarrassing!

Not only did his uncle slander others, but he was beaten to death by seven of his masters.

"Uncle Master!" Ma Yu said in grief and anger: "You have killed someone!"

Zhou Botong whispered embarrassedly: "Who told you to catch me all the time?"

"Hmph." He snorted coldly and moved the sword away from Ma Yu. Wang Zhenting kept Zhou Botong and said, "Take me a palm, this matter will be over!"

After the words were finished, Wang Zhenting raised his hand to strike Zhou Botong.

"Good come!"

Zhou Botong shouted lightly and raised his palm to greet him.

"boom!"

With a roar, the ground under the two of them shattered inch by inch. As the internal force surged, the airflow around them was chaotic, as if the strong wind was coming towards them, blowing their hair backwards.

However, with only one breath, Zhou Botong's face turned slightly red and began to turn white.

Looking at Wang Zhenting in horror, Zhou Botong did not expect that Wang Zhenting's internal strength was so deep, as unfathomable as the sea, and continuous.

"puff!"

A blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and a look of pain appeared on Zhou Botong's face.

At this moment, he felt that Wang Zhenting was slowly withdrawing his internal strength. He was happy and slowly withdrew his internal strength. His body jumped back and looked at Wang Zhenting with some fear and said, "No more comparison! No more comparison!"

He now thinks the young man opposite is a monster!

Seeing that Wang Zhenting did not take the opportunity to pursue him, Ma Yu struggled to stand up from the ground and spoke first: "Thank you, Young Master, for raising your hands!"

As he said that, he raised his foot and gently kicked Qiu Chuji on the ground, and exchanged glances with others.

"Okay! OK! What you said just now!" Zhou Botong looked at Wang Zhenting and said, "I'll say I'll take your palm, and this matter will be over!"

"You can't go back on your word!"

Wang Zhenting shook his sleeves lightly and said proudly: "Of course I won't go back on my word."

"Hehe, that's good, that's good!"

Seeing that things were happening, his junior nephews lost their lives and their minds began to rise again. Zhou Botong's eyes turned around for a few times, and while smiling, he ran backwards.

"Uncle Master! What do you want to do?" Hao Datong glared at his eyes and shouted sharply, as if he had found that his New Year's money had been saved by his parents.

After a pause, Zhou Botong smiled at everyone, then accelerated his pace, flashed his body and ran towards the window, and shouted: "I don't want to go back to be Taoist priests with you! You guys go back by yourself!"

"Uncle Master!" The seven people shouted, with helplessness in their voices.

They really have no choice but to do with this uncle. They always make trouble for them like a child, and they always run away, asking them to chase after them, but they can't ignore them...

At this moment, a black shadow flashed, and he grabbed Zhou Botong who was rushing towards the window quickly and pulled back.

"Swoosh!"

Zhou Botong's body involuntarily rose into the air, and landed in front of Quanzhen's seventh son like a rolling gourd.

"Hurry! Catch Uncle Master!" Ma Yu shouted and immediately surrounded Zhou Botong with his fellow brothers.

"Ahhhh!" Zhou Botong shouted, rolling on the ground, pointing at Wang Zhenting who had caught him, and said, "You broke your promise! You said this is over!"

"It's over!" Wang Zhenting nodded and said, "You can go to Quanzhen Sect and need someone to lead the way."

"Lead the way! You can ask them to take you there!" Zhou Botong patted the floor and said with a sad face: "Why are you catching me!"

With a slight smile, Wang Zhenting said: "For Zhenren Wang, you should be considered a good gift."

"Gift?" Zhou Botong widened his eyes, pointed his finger at his nose, and said, "You said I am a gift."

"right."

"Hehe! It's fun!" Zhou Botong laughed and said, "This is the first time I've been treated as a gift!"

"It's fun?" Wang Zhenting raised his eyebrows and said, "When Quanzhen teaches you, I'll teach you a more fun game."

"Okay!" Zhou Botong shouted happily, stood up from the ground, stared at Wang Zhenting's eyes, and said, "You are not allowed to lie to me!"

"Won't."

"Then let's go!"

Zhou Botong grabbed Wang Zhenting and ran outside.

The seven sons of Quanzhen looked at each other and quickly followed, shouting loudly: "Uncle Master, wait for us, wait for us!"

...

On Mount Zhongnan, outside the room of the head of the Quanzhen Sect.

Zhou Botong walked back and forth restlessly, muttering quietly in his mouth.

"Why haven't you come out yet? What's there to talk to that old man with senior brother? Come out quickly and give me the fun games in your mouth!"

Under the leadership of Zhou Botong and his group, Wang Zhenting arrived at Zhongnan Mountain. After the seventh son of Quanzhen was rushed to heal by Zhou Botong, he led Wang Zhenting to find Wang Chongyang.

What Zhou Botong did not expect was that Wang Chongyang and Wang Zhenting drove him out after saying a few words.

"What the hell are they doing? He isn't teaching my senior brother fun games anymore!"

"No, no, my senior brother is not someone who likes to play games!"

Just as Zhou Botong was thinking about it, he only heard a deafening roar in the room, and the originally closed door was blown away by a force.

Shocked, Zhou Botong hurried into the room.
Chapter completed!