"Otherwise, he and the old Taoist Mingyue would also be buried with him."

Cheng Buzheng thought to himself.

If you understand the key here, the situation will be clear.

True Lord Qingyang presented the Nine Yang Blood Ganoderma lucidum, that is, hello, I, everyone is well.

If you refuse, that's obvious.

This puppet was scrapped and Zhao Han naturally couldn't let him live alone.

As for the powerful Taoist Mingyue, a wandering cultivator, no one cares about his life or death.

There are not too many monks buried in the Endless Sea, so naturally there will be no one like him.

This is pretty good.

If it is not good, maybe Cheng Buzheng will be charged with colluding with a great demon and killing monks in the race.

Then his contribution points in the Immortal Alliance will naturally be invalid.

after all.

As the elder of Zhao Han Supervision Hall, naturally no monks would raise questions.

Even if there is, it will only keep it in my heart.

How can a dead Jindan monk compare with a monk who has the opportunity to break through the God Transformation Venerable?

Monks seek benefits and avoid harm.

Naturally, you will make your own choices.

Cheng Buzheng never questioned this point.

In an instant.

Many thoughts flashed through Cheng Buzheng's heart.

He looked at the true Lord Qingyang, who was very nervous and looked pale, and extremely hoped that his guess was wrong.

As for the old Taoist Mingyue on one side, the same is true.

Obviously, they also thought of this possibility.

now!

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans fell on the temples of Zhenjun Qingyang, which shows how much pressure he was under.

Although his face was pale, his heart was calm.

After comparing strength and the possibility of escape.

He found that there was almost no possibility of escaping from a late-stage Nascent Soul monk. Even if he performed the secret technique, there was no hope.

Give!

There is still hope for life!

Not given!

That ending is already destined!

He could see this from the other party's cold eyes.

Less concealed!

True Lord Qingyang took out a jade box and presented it with both hands.

"Zhao Zhenjun is here to thank you."

"If it weren't for Brother Dao, I would have been robbed. I hope fellow Taoist will not refuse!"

See this.

Zhao Han stretched out his hand and the jade box flew into his palm.

After opening the jade box, confirming that it is correct...

Zhao Han then put away the jade box.
Chapter completed!