Then, he took a step, and the void trembled. The entire person appeared like a phantom before the flying ship, meeting Zhou Qing's gaze.
Zhou Qing's expression remained unchanged. He waved his hand, and a rope of spiritual power wrapped around Blue Chaiwei, pulling her onto the deck and casually tying her up and tossing her aside.
At this moment, Blue Chaiwei's lips were bleeding, and her eyes were filled with terror.
"It seems that my senior brother's matter is not unrelated to your Nangong Family," Zhou Qing said calmly, his voice scary in its tranquility.
"Senior brother?"
Nangong Ye's gaze wandered between Zhou Qing and Luo Lingling, before suddenly grinning ferociously.
Blue Chaiwei struggled to shout, "They are disciples of Ghost Mastiff!"
"Smack!"
Luo Lingling raised her hand and delivered a slap, causing Blue Chaiwei's lip to split and blood to ooze.
