Steward Zhang's eyes lit up: "You really have Qinglong Jade!"

"There is a piece of ......" Hai Mingsheng nodded: "The Qinglong Jade is an ancestral heirloom from my family, Steward Zhang, how do you know that I have the Qinglong Jade in my hand?"

"Hehe......" Steward Zhang smiled: "I also listened to what others said, huh...... If you give me the Qinglong Jade, I'll spare you once, how about it? ”

"No!" Hai Mingsheng refused without thinking about it: "Qinglong Jade is my family's ancestral thing, I can't give it away." ”

Steward Zhang frowned, and said gloomily: "If you don't give me the Qinglong Jade, then I have to report the matter of you stealing the pill to the elders!"

"Don't!" Hai Mingsheng's face changed: "Steward Zhang, Qinglong Yu really can't give it to you, you better put forward other conditions......"

"I don't want anything but Qinglong Jade!" Steward Zhang waved his hand: "Hai Mingsheng, there are only two paths in front of you: one is to hand over the Qinglong Jade, and I will spare you, and the other is to wait to be severely punished by the sect." ”

"Steward Zhang, I really can't hand over the Qinglong Jade to you. Hemingsheng said with a bitter face.

"In that case, we don't have much more to talk about. Steward Zhang kicked away Hai Mingsheng, turned around and left.

Hai Mingsheng hurriedly rushed over again and grabbed Steward Zhang, desperately pleading.

"Get out of here!" Steward Zhang stretched out his hand and threw Hai Mingsheng out of the air.

A figure flashed, and Hemingsheng was caught.

Steward Zhang looked up and found that the person who caught Hai Mingsheng turned out to be Lin San, and his face suddenly became ugly.

"Uncle Lin!" Hai Mingsheng shouted in surprise.

Lin San slowly put Hai Mingsheng on the ground and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Hemingsheng shook his head: "I'm fine, Uncle Lin, why are you here?"

Lin San smiled: "I happened to be passing by here, Mingsheng, what's going on today?

Hai Mingsheng's face flushed, and he slowly lowered his head: "I stole a pill from the alchemy room. ”

"What?" Lin San frowned: "You are really confused, how can you steal the pill!"

"I'm also a ghost for a while, Uncle Lin, I know that I was wrong now, and I won't dare to do it again. Hemingsheng showed a hint of shame on his face.

Lin San crooked his mouth, he didn't know what to say, stealing the pills in the alchemy room without permission was a very serious crime, if the head and the elders knew, he would definitely punish Hai Mingsheng heavily.

"Uncle Lin, you help me plead with Steward Zhang, spare me once, I won't dare to do it again. Hai Mingsheng looked at Lin San pitifully.

Lin San sighed: "Hai Mingsheng, I really owe you in my last life." After speaking, Lin San turned around and walked towards Steward Zhang: "Steward Zhang......"

Steward Zhang stretched out his hand to interrupt Lin San's words, and said coldly: "If you plead for Hai Mingsheng, don't say it." ”

Lin San was stunned, he didn't expect Steward Zhang to be so cold to him.

"Hemingsheng secretly took the pill and committed a serious crime, I must report it to the elders. Steward Zhang said bluntly.

"Steward Zhang, if the elders knew about this, they would definitely punish Hai Mingsheng heavily. Lin San pouted.

"I can't control this, as the manager of the alchemy room, I have the responsibility and obligation to report the matter of Hai Mingsheng stealing the pill. "Steward Zhang's attitude is very resolute, it seems that he wants to put Haiming's life to death.

"Steward Zhang, the so-called forgiving and forgiving people, Hai Mingsheng is just confused for a while, you can open the net. Lin San persuaded with good words.

"Impossible!" Steward Zhang's expression was very serious: "I am fair and strict in my work, and I will never show favoritism!"

Seeing that Steward Zhang didn't give himself face at all, Lin San felt a little unhappy in his heart, isn't it just a small alchemy room manager, what's bullish!

Hai Mingsheng came up again and kept saying good things to Steward Zhang.

"Hai Mingsheng, I already gave you a chance just now, but you don't cherish it, now you can't blame me for not being merciful!" Steward Zhang shook his sleeves and turned his head and walked outside.

Hai Mingsheng flashed, stopped in front of Steward Zhang, and begged in a low voice: "Steward Zhang, that Qinglong Jade is my family's ancestral treasure, I really can't give it to you, you better make other requests." "Qinglong Jade was given by Hai Mingsheng's late father, and usually Hai Mingsheng is treated like the root of his life, and he is reluctant to give it to Steward Zhang.

The reason why Steward Zhang was so desperate to get the Qinglong Jade was nothing more than to refine a kind of pill called "Qi Transformation Pill" At this time, Steward Zhang heard that Hai Mingsheng had a piece of Qinglong Jade with a distant age, and his heart was suddenly ecstatic, he knew that the most important material for refining the Qi Pill was Qinglong Jade, especially the longer the Qinglong Jade, the greater the effect of the Qi Pill refined.

Just when Steward Zhang was thinking about how to talk to Hai Mingsheng, he suddenly found that Hai Mingsheng had secretly eaten a pill, and suddenly caught Hai Mingsheng's handle, and originally wanted to blackmail Hai Mingsheng, but who knew that running out of a Lin San halfway was really depressing.

"Get out of the way!" Steward Zhang waved his hand and pushed Hai Mingsheng hard.

"Kick kick!" Hemmingson took a few steps back, fell to the ground with his butt, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lin San was startled, and hurriedly flew over to support Hai Mingsheng: "Mingsheng, how are you?"

Hemingsheng shook his head: "I can't die yet......"

Lin San turned his head and glared at Steward Zhang angrily: "Why are you so ruthless! Anyway, Hai Mingsheng is also your subordinate!"

"Hmph. Steward Zhang sneered: "This is all Hai Mingsheng's own fault, whoever told him to steal the pill deserves to be killed." ”

"You're really inhuman!" Lin San said with a cold face.

"You dare to scold me?!" Steward Zhang raised his eyebrows.

Lin San helped Hai Mingsheng to slowly stand up from the ground, and said with an indifferent expression: "I not only scold you, but also whip you!" After speaking, Lin San let go of Hai Mingsheng and walked towards Steward Zhang.

"What do you want to do!" Steward Zhang's eyes flashed with a hint of horror, and he slowly retreated to the back.

Lin San has been holding back the fire in his belly recently, and today he happened to be angry with this inhuman manager Zhang.

Lin San was the champion of the Immortal Cultivation Sect's disciple competition, and his reputation was still very loud in the Qingyue Sect, and Steward Zhang knew that he was probably not Lin San's opponent.

"Huh!" Lin San took out the wind-chasing sword, slashed a sword at Steward Zhang, and then took out a gathering fan and slapped it three times, three hurricanes rose from the ground, roaring and rolling towards Steward Zhang, Lin San was annoyed that Steward Zhang was despicable and shameless, and had no humanity, so he started a little sharper.

Lin San just wanted to teach Steward Zhang a little lesson, so that Steward Zhang could be more restrained in the future, but the next scene completely stunned Lin San.

"Bang!" A red sword qi slashed at Steward Zhang's chest, and then three hurricanes rolled up Steward Zhang and threw him into the air, and the debris in the sky kept smashing Steward Zhang.

Screams rang out from the hurricane.

Lin San was stunned for a moment: "Why didn't this Steward Zhang resist?"

At this time, Hai Mingsheng, who was standing on the side, spoke: "Uncle Lin, I forgot to tell you, Steward Zhang has suffered some serious internal injuries recently due to his cultivation being too anxious......"

"What?!" Lin San was startled, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the three hurricanes that were rolling around Steward Zhang disappeared.

"Bang!" Steward Zhang fell from mid-air due to a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground.

Lin San flew over quickly, turned over Steward Zhang's body and looked at it, his face suddenly became ugly.

Hai Mingsheng also came over, glanced at Steward Zhang, and found that Steward Zhang's face was bruised and swollen, his eyes were closed, he didn't move, he stretched out his hand and flicked his breath: "Ah!? Lost his breath?" Then Hemingsheng put his hand on Steward Zhang's chest again: "The heartbeat is gone......"

"How could this Steward Zhang die so easily......" Lin San's brows furrowed tightly.

Hai Mingsheng grinned: "Didn't I say it? Steward Zhang has recently been in a hurry to achieve cultivation and has received very serious internal injuries, and he can't use two percent of his mana, your attack just now is too fierce, and ordinary people can......'t bear it at all."

Lin San moved the corners of his mouth, wanting to say something, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back.

"Uncle Lin, what should we do next?If the head of the sect and the elders know that we killed Steward Zhang, the consequences will be unimaginable......" Hai Mingsheng said urgently.

Lin San groaned for a moment, stretched out his hand, and a trace of flame burst out from his fingertips, and quickly pounced on Steward Zhang.

In a few moments, Steward Zhang was burned into a pile of ashes by the flames.

"Uncle Lin, the so-called paper can't hold the fire, and sooner or later our killing of Steward Zhang will be known. Hemingsheng looked worried.

Lin San took a breath and turned to look at Hai Mingsheng: "Mingsheng, are you happy in the Qingyue Sect?"

Hai Mingsheng was stunned: "I'm not happy at all, sometimes I want to leave the Blue Moon Sect." ”

"Okay, let's leave the Blue Moon Sect. Lin San nodded.

"Huh?" Hai Mingsheng looked at Lin San suspiciously: "What are you talking about?"

"Let's leave the Blue Moon Sect secretly!" Lin San said word by word.

"This ......" Hemingsheng opened his mouth wide, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Why, don't you want to?" Lin San frowned slightly.

"No, I'm just ......" Hai Mingsheng hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll leave the Blue Moon Sect with you!"

Lin San stretched out his hand and patted Hai Mingsheng: "Before we leave, there are a few more things to do." ”

"What's the matter?" asked Hemingsheng, puzzled.

Lin San leaned into Hai Mingsheng's ear and whispered a few words.

"Huh?" Hemingsheng's eyes glared suddenly: "This ...... Is it appropriate?"

Lin San sneered: "What's inappropriate, the Qingyue Sect is unkind to us, and we don't need to be merciful." "Ever since he was imprisoned in the Ice Cave, Lin San has been completely disappointed in the Blue Moon Sect.

Hemingsheng hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Okay! Everything is up to you!"

Lin San stretched out his hand and patted Hai Mingsheng's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, with me, nothing will happen." ”