Hua Ming looked at Lin San in surprise: "It's you." Suddenly Hua Ming thought of something and turned around to run away.
"I want to run away." Lin San snorted coldly and stretched out his hand. Hua Ming was like a kite with its string cut off, screaming and flying towards Lin San.
"Bang." Hua Ming fell heavily at Lin San's feet. There were blood marks on his face and arms from sharp stone fragments.
Lin San stepped on Hua Ming's chest. He smiled sinisterly and said, "Hua Ming, you didn't expect that one day you would fall into my hands."
"What...what do you want to do? I'm warning you: if you dare to touch me, my master will never let you go." Hua Ming shouted in horror.
Lin San curled his lips disdainfully: "Your coward, Liang Wanli, can't even save himself now. I still have time to take care of you..." As he spoke, Lin San stepped on Hua Ming's chest hard. "Crack. ." Hua Ming's ribs suddenly broke into pieces.
"Ah..." Hua Ming was in so much pain that he almost fainted.
"You bastard." Lin San bent down, raised his hand and slapped Hua Ming hard on the face more than a dozen times: "You dare to frame me. You are simply seeking death."
Hua Ming was frightened by Lin San's beating. He trembled and begged for mercy: "...Please, let me go..."
"Let you go. You are dreaming." Lin San stretched out his fist and stabbed Hua Ming hard in the abdomen.
Hua Ming's eyes suddenly opened. A mouthful of blood spurted out. At that moment, the golden elixir that Hua Ming had worked so hard to cultivate was destroyed by Lin San's punch. From now on, Hua Ming became a useless person. .
"Be more honest from now on. If you dare to cause trouble again, I will kill you." Lin San kicked away the half-dead Hua Ming and flew away.
If it weren't for Ouyang Xue, Lin San would have killed Hua Ming a long time ago. Lin San is a typical person who must take revenge. Hua Ming framed him again and again, making Lin San hate him till the roots of his teeth itched. Today Hua Ming When he finally came out and met Lin San, he was unlucky.
…
Alchemy Pavilion.
In the lobby of a two-story attic.
Xue Lian, dressed in plain clothes, was sitting on a chair, looking through her account books.
"Tap tap tap..." A slight sound of footsteps sounded from the door.
"What's the matter?" Xue Lian's tone was a little impatient. She thought it was another disciple of the Alchemy Pavilion who came to report to her. Since she became the manager, her power has become greater and her life has become more comfortable. But her worries have also increased. Since then, big and small things have happened every day. There is almost no time for cultivation.
"Snow lotus..." A magnetic man's voice came from the door.
Xue Lian's body trembled. She slowly raised her head and looked at Lin San standing at the door. Her eyes were full of surprise: "Feng Chen." Xue Lian stood up and rushed towards Lin San. Her arms directly held Lin San tightly. He hugged and put his head on Lin San's chest and cried loudly.
Lin San was confused by Xuelian's behavior. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He asked in surprise: "Xuelian, what's wrong with you? Is someone bullying you?"
"I thought...I would never see you again..." Xue Lian choked and said.
Lin San gently pushed Xue Lian away who was lying in his arms. He smiled and said, "Silly girl. I'm here to find you. Come on. Stop crying. You won't be pretty if you cry anymore." As he spoke, Lin San San stretched out his hand to flick away the tears hanging on Xuelian's face.
"Feng Chen..." Xue Lian was about to speak when she was interrupted by Lin San.
Lin San waved his hand: "My real name is Lin San. Not Feng Chen."
Xue Lian shook her head: "I just like to call you Feng Chen." In Xue Lian's heart, the word 'Feng Chen' has a deep influence.
"Haha... It's up to you. You can call it whatever you like." Lin San smiled.
At this time, Xuelian realized that her hands were still holding Lin San's waist. Her face suddenly turned red. She gently let go of her hands and took half a step back, closing the distance between her and Lin San.
Lin San didn't seem to notice anything unusual about Xuelian. He just looked at the decorations in the hall and said, "Xuelian, how have you been recently?"
"Yeah. It's good. Master Dong takes good care of me. A few days ago he wanted to accept me as his disciple. But I didn't agree." Xue Lian said softly.
Lin San looked at Xue Lian doubtfully: "Why don't you agree? Being the disciple of the master has many benefits."
"Headmaster Dong and other elders have besieged you. I... don't want to see you angry." Xuelian said her reasons.
Lin San was stunned for a moment. Then he laughed: "You are overthinking. There is no enmity between me and Master Dong. You can feel free to accept him as your teacher."
"Are you really willing to let me become Master Dong's disciple?" Xue Lian looked directly at Lin San.
Lin San nodded: "Of course. As long as you become the head disciple, no one will dare to hurt you again."
"Okay. I'll listen to you. When I get back, I'll go find Master Dong and agree to be his disciple." Xuelian always obeyed Lin San's words.
Next, Lin San asked some questions about Xuelian's life. Mainly, he asked if anyone bullied Xuelian.
Time passed quickly. In a blink of an eye, it was already dark.
"Xuelian. I'm leaving. You can rest." Lin San looked up at the sky outside the door and planned to leave.
"Do you want to leave?" Xuelian asked anxiously.
Lin San reached out and patted Xue Lian's arm: "I will come see you again when I have time." After saying that, Lin San turned around and walked out of the hall.
Xuelian quickly chased after Lin Sanyuan and shouted at Lin Sanyuan's back: "You must come and see me."
"I will. Take good care of yourself." Lin San's voice came from far away.
Xuelian stood by the door. Looking at Lin San's disappearing back, a crystal clear tear slowly slipped from the corner of her eye.
…
As soon as Lin Sang returned to Chaotian Peak, he was called to the wooden house by Ouyang Xue.
Although he had been with Ouyang Xue for such a long time, Lin San's eyes would show a hint of wonder every time he saw Ouyang Xue's peerless appearance.
Ouyang Xue sat cross-legged on the futon, gently stroking the xylophone with both hands, and asked calmly: "You abolished the cultivation of a golden elixir disciple."
Lin San was stunned for a moment. Then he realized that Ouyang Xue must have been talking about Hua Ming. It seemed that someone must have told Ouyang Xue about Hua Ming's injury. Lin San licked his lips: "Well... how should I put it? He was My disciple who destroyed the golden elixir is called Hua Ming. He is a despicable and shameless villain..." Lin San briefly recounted the grudge between himself and Hua Ming.
After listening to Lin San's story, Ouyang Xue's expression was very calm: "Let's forget what happened this time. But it won't be the same next time."
Lin San's face lit up: "I remember."
"Okay. It's okay. You can go back and rest." Ouyang Xue lowered her head and began to play the piano attentively.
Lin San said hello, turned around and left the cabin.