2325: C2325 Doubt and Doubt(part I)

C2325 Doubt and Doubt(part I)

As the saying went, one would not receive rewards without merit. Lin Hao was someone who had seen a lot of things. He was even a super Level warrior who owed ten small things to Lin Hao. Lin Hao was very calm when it came to the Primeval Stone, which was just dirt on his body.2

"Master. This disciple knows that one cannot receive rewards without merit. This Primeval Stone is the source of all evil. You can't say that I will take it just because you give it to me. That would expose my true nature. I didn't take this Primeval Stone for the sake of the Primeval Stone. Mm. I'm giving you face. You're a dignified Master. An expert of the kingdom would never have the habit of taking back the things he took out. Well, anyway. Actually, I rejected it in the beginning. But..."

Lin Hao kept rambling on and on. He didn't show any courtesy to Xuan Jiufei at all. He stuffed the Elemental Stone Bag into the Interspatial Ring.

Xuan Jiufei's head was full of black lines. If you take it, then take it. Can you not be so modest and owe me a hammer? 'Give it back to me. This old man has the habit of taking back things he took out. Give it back to me. '

"Cough cough! Lin Hao, don't you want to ask about the origin of the Primeval Stone first?" Xuan Jiufei coughed a few times, trying to regain Lin Hao's rationality. However, he still underestimated Lin Hao's strength.

On Lin Hao's side, he opened his mouth and said," About that, didn't the Sect see that I have contributed a lot to the Sect, and it has a good effect in adjusting the male and female ratio of the Sect, which is why they gave me this Primeval Stone? "

Xuan Jiufei was speechless."

Do your best, quickly return the Primeval Stone to me!

Xuan Jiufei still held back the impulse to hammer Lin Hao and slowly said, "Cough cough, these were all when you were not in the Sect before. The Sect borrowed your reputation to attract many good disciples, and after many battles, the reward that the Profound Yang Sect gave to their disciples was considered a meritorious deed. Because you have a great demand for the Primeval Stone. Therefore... This is your reward. Also."

Lin Hao raised his eyebrows. There was another reward? Could it be that he really wanted to make some kind of amazing deal?

If this was a request from a Master, then considering the large amount of Primeval Stone, should I choose to reject it or choose to... run away?

But, this is a half-small target. If I let it go, wouldn't that be the greatest regret in my life? Or should I obey?...

Xuan Jiufei was already used to seeing this young man jumping in front of him. He could only ignore him and said, "This Primeval Stone is also a reward for you in advance. Listen carefully. If the Profound Yang Sect faces a catastrophe in the future, Lin Hao, I will allow you to use all your means to save the Profound Yang Sect. At that time, even if your enemy is me, I will still make you cruel and merciless!"

Xuan Jiufei's voice was extremely solemn and solemn, and his sonorous voice was like metal and stone, causing a measure of life and death to arise spontaneously.

Lin Hao put away the Primeval Stone before he raised his head and asked with a shocked expression, "A calamity?"

Xuan Jiufei didn't speak. He just looked at Lin Hao. His eyes were filled with worry, uncertainty about the future, and... fear.

The dignified Profound Yang Sect's Master, King Expert, actually had something that terrified him?

The conversation between the two didn't continue. Lin Hao was already invited out of the main hall.

Lin Hao turned his head and looked at the entrance of the main hall, which was like a black hole. Before he left, he could not get rid of the look in Xuan Jiufei's eyes.

What exactly was it that made the dignified King Expert feel fear?

Furthermore, Xuan Jiufei seemed to have foreseen that the Profound Yang Sect would no longer be peaceful in the future. Was this paradise going to be involved in unnecessary fights? Lin Hao didn't continue to think about it.

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