When the ball-like Deacon Zhang jumped in front of him, Qin Hao took a closer look.

Deacon Zhang's height was not much different from that Zhang Nuo, but his fat body like a leather ball felt like it could fit three Zhang Nuo.

A small half of all limbs were trapped in the fat, and Qin Hao dared to guarantee that clapping was definitely a difficult task for Deacon Zhang.

As far as Deacon Zhang's huge belly that almost reached his chin was concerned, he would never be able to see the floor under his feet, and he could jump down the stairs with one foot with such a body, Qin Hao admired his "magic skills" and threw himself to the ground.

I saw Deacon Zhang standing in front of Qin Hao sweating profusely and panting, his hair was disheveled, his face was blue and his face was swollen, and he was holding a swollen forehead with one hand.

He tilted his body, tried to stand on one foot as hard as possible, panting and said intermittently to Qin Hao and Meng'er:

"Contemptible surname. . . The surname is Zhang, and the name is Changsheng. Then... This place is the town of Immortal Pavilion. The man who sits in charge. ”

After finishing speaking, he shook the fat on his body, took a few deep breaths, and then he could finish the story, only to see him flattering at the dream on Qin Hao's shoulder, and said flatteringly:

"You are the daughter of Jintai Peak. Uh, lost little girl, please wait a moment, and then send a message to the elders on the peak to pick you up. ”

Then he took out a jade plate from his back pocket, whispered a few words to it, and then took out two spirit stones and stuck them in the groove under the jade plate.

I saw that the jade plate absorbed some of the spiritual energy in the spirit stone and then lit up with brilliant multicolored light, and after a silent tremor, the colorful light that appeared on it suddenly pulled away from the jade plate, circled twice in mid-air, and then flew out of the hall of the Zhenxian Pavilion and disappeared into the vast night.

Deacon Zhang breathed a sigh of relief after doing this, turned his head to look at Qin Hao, who was looking at the jade plate in his hand with great interest, his face returned to the expression of facing the other outer disciples, and said indifferently:

"You've found this girl, tell me her name, and you can go back after giving her to me." ”

As Deacon Zhang Changsheng, he gave such an order to an outer disciple, and the disciple who received the order should have obeyed his words. It's just that his image is really out of character at this time, and Qin Hao is not kneaded like other disciples.

Qin Hao, who originally focused on the magical jade plate, laughed out loud after hearing this, didn't care about Deacon Zhang's increasingly blue expression, shook his head with a light smile and said:

"The disciple's surname is Qin Minghao, and the disciple found Miss Meng'er on the way to Zhenxian Pavilion, but she has a broken ankle and can't go to the ground at will. Besides, I haven't received the reward yet, so how can I just go back like this? The deacon might as well tidy up his appearance first, and then receive the elders who have come down from Jintai Peak for a while. ”

The dignified Deacon Zhang had been confronted and ridiculed by a disciple outside the door like this, and he was so angry that he even ignored the name of Qin Hao mentioned before Zhang Nuo left, and after seeing the two wooden planks between Meng'er's legs, he seemed to have found an outlet to vent his anger.

He pushed away the middle-aged disciple who was holding him, his fat face showed a ruthless look, and he pointed at Qin Hao's nose and shouted angrily:

Not only did you hurt this little girl's leg, but now you don't pay attention to the words of this deacon at all, and you have to suffer a little flesh to carry it?"

The middle-aged disciples who were thrown to the ground on the side knew their status as these outer disciples, and couldn't bear Qin Hao to be punished in a daze for doing good deeds, and hurriedly persuaded Qin Hao when he heard this:

"Senior brother, you just drop the little girl and go back first, and if you come back tomorrow, the deacon will reward you." ”

As soon as Qin Hao heard the words of the middle-aged disciple: The deacon will reward you, and he immediately knew that there was a lot of tricks in it, and it was estimated that he could get some spirit stones from Zhang Changsheng's fingers this time.

Of course, Qin Hao would not suffer such a big loss in vain, and he was quite grateful for the middle-aged disciple's kind persuasion in his heart, and said to him at this moment:

"Thank you Senior Brother for mentioning it, but Senior Brother really can't rest assured that I can't dream of it, and I won't leave if I don't hand her over to the elder myself. ”

Then he looked at Zhang Changsheng, who poured dirty water on him and threatened to make him suffer from skin and flesh, shook his head and sneered:

"Haha, it's Deacon Zhang, aren't you joking? How did I rescue Miss Meng'er, only she and I are qualified to speak, as for what Deacon you said, the disciple really can't figure it out, and I will ask the deacon to give you advice or two in a while!"

Qin Hao is the age of hot-blooded Fang Gang, although he is not a person who likes to cause trouble, but at the moment, he has been by the neck, and it is not his style to admit cowardice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of the old man who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic also echoed in his mind: "Good job! Fuck him for a while! The old man raised his hands to support you!"

The dream on Qin Hao's back heard that his brother Qin was threatened, and he suddenly woke up from the girl's shy fantasy, raised his head at this moment, and said with a cold little face:

"You, it's obvious that Brother Qin saved Meng'er in the jungle, and helped Meng'er connect the broken bones, you are not allowed to slander Brother Qin!"

was originally a little timid crying bag, but when he heard that Brother Qin was going to be framed and bullied by others, his personality immediately changed 180 degrees, and he was tightly protecting his Brother Qin.

Of course, Deacon Zhang didn't dare to point fingers at Meng'er, and he didn't respond to Meng'er's words at the moment, but just nodded with a smile on his face.

After raising his head, he still stared at Qin Hao with a vicious expression, and his intention couldn't be more obvious: Wait for me to send this little ancestor away, you kid is good-looking. The speed of changing faces is staggering.

Then he put his hand on the shoulder of the middle-aged disciple who was still looking at Qin Hao with a worried face, closed his eyes, and waited with his forehead bruised.

At this time, Qin Hao calmed Meng'er, who was indignant for him, with an indifferent face, and discussed with the old scholar in his mind:

"Scholar, do you say that with my current strength, I can go head-to-head with the deacon of the Spirit Class?"

Hearing this, the old scholar snorted:

"If it were someone else, I wouldn't dare to say it, you kid has now cultivated the 'Collapse Mountain Strength' of the Immortal-level Battle Method to the 'Four Strengths', and if you do your best, you can indeed fight, but the premise is that this deacon is not a high-level spirit person, and he has not practiced a powerful battle method. ”

Then without waiting for Qin Hao to reply, he said with disdain:

"But do you kid need to go toe-to-toe with him, the life-and-death struggle that the old man has arranged for you in the auxiliary time space for more than a year has been practiced in vain? With his body size of a pig, even if he can fly, he can't pose a threat to you, right?"

The old scholar talked endlessly, and finally sighed pretendly:

"You kid usually looks quite smart, but sometimes you can really ask such outrageous questions to the old man, which really makes the old man unable to see through. . . Are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be smart?"

Of course, Qin Hao didn't have the idea of competing with Deacon Zhang, isn't this equivalent to comparing his own shortcomings with the few strengths of the other party, he wouldn't do such a thankless stupid thing.

Hearing the sigh in the old man's mind, Qin Hao laughed and said:

"Old scholar, you felt right at the beginning, of course I'm really smart, boy, I just want you to help me judge my current strength, knowing myself and knowing that I can't be defeated in a hundred battles~"