Wu Lang glanced at the three people whose face turned ugly, and said coldly and ruthlessly: "Destroy them!"

“Huhhhh…”

With Wu Lang's order, the two pairs of flesh wings of the phoenix-winged snake suddenly waved their flesh wings, and a tornado with a diameter of dozens of meters suddenly appeared out of thin air, while the ice crystal python opened its bloody mouth and spit out a white ice mist.

"Boom boom boom..."

When the ice mist sprayed by the ice crystal python and the tornado released by the phoenix-winged snake came into contact with each other, two different energy sources quickly fused and turned into a giant white ice tornado.

"KaKaKa..."

The moment the ice tornado was formed, a huge suction force suddenly rushed out of the wind's eyes, and while flying towards Mo Cheng and the others, he kept pulling them into the tornado.

“Ahhhh…”

Faced with the fusion attack released by the Ice Crystal Python and the Phoenix Winged Snake, Mo Cheng and the others just barely struggled for a moment, and then they were forced to suck into the ice tornado.

After the ice tornado slowly dissipated, a layer of ice was laid in a radius of hundreds of meters, and Mo Cheng and the others had already turned into ice residue and merged into these ice layers.

Wu Lang used "soul perception" to sense it carefully. He waved his right hand and sucked the ring that fell from Mo Cheng's body into his hand, then rode the phoenix-winged snake toward Shimo City without changing his face.

...

After driving three kilometers outside Shimo City, Wu Lang took the phoenix-winged snake back to its independent space, and then rode a sandstone python into Shimo City.

After seeing Wu Lang's badge representing the third-grade alchemist's badge on his chest, the two mercenaries guarding the gate of the Motitani Mercenary Group asked nervously: "This... sir, who are you looking for?"

Although the Motitani Mercenary Group has now become the largest mercenary group in Shimo City, it is still nothing in front of a third-grade alchemist?

"Wu...Wu Lang, is it you?"

A pleasant and familiar voice suddenly sounded. Wu Lang subconsciously turned his head and looked at it. He saw that the person who was talking was Xue Lan, who was sexy, and there were also green scales with twin ponytails beside her.

"Xuelan, Qinglin, long time no see."

After seeing Xue Lan and the others, Wu Lang jumped down from the sandstone python and walked forward to give Xue Lan and Qing Lin a warm hug.

Xue Lan looked at Wu Lang with surprise on her face, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Wu Lang, what happened after you were taken away by Rob and the others? And why did you suddenly become a third-grade alchemist now? I almost dared to recognize you just now."

"This matter is a long story, so let's talk about it first!" Wu Lang said with a smile when he heard this.

"good."

When Xue Lan heard this, she hurriedly took Wu Lang and Qinglin into the base camp of the Motien Mercenary Group, and then walked all the way to the villa where she lived.

Since when Wu Lang discussed with Xiao Ding and the others about the profit sharing of the ice-making profit, twenty-five percent of the profit belonged to Xue Lan. In addition, after Wu Lang was taken away by Luo Bu and the others, Xiao Ding felt guilty again, so he handed over the profit sharing of the part of Wu Lang to Xue Lan.

Now Xue Lan alone accounts for 50% of the profits of ice speculation, so she has become the richest person in the Motitan Mercenary Group. At the same time, she has also been promoted to the third leader of the Motitan Mercenary Group.

While eating fried ice, Wu Lang told the story he had already thought of: "After I left with Rob and the others, I tricked them into the Waste Stone Field. I was originally planning to use the monsters there to deal with them, but I didn't expect to meet my teacher. The teacher said that my talent is very suitable for being an alchemist, so he accepted me as his disciple and passed on some alchemy and fighting skills..."

"So this is how it looks. Then you have become a blessing in disguise. Congratulations to Wu Lang." After hearing the story Wu Lang said, Xue Lan's eyes were both heartache and relieved.

Although Wu Lang said it very easily, Xue Lan knew that he could achieve today's achievements and must have suffered a lot in the middle.

"By the way, Wu Lang, I have always kept your money for ice-frying for you!"

Xue Lan got up and ran to her room, then walked out with a wooden box in her arms, handed it to Wu Lang and smiled, "Now the thing has returned to the original owner."

Wu Lang opened the wooden box and looked at it, smiled and pushed the wooden box to Xue Lan and said, "Sister Xue Lan, I have received your wishes, but I will give it to you to keep it! Since I became an alchemist, the most important thing I lack is money."

"Okay! Since you said that, I won't be polite to you anymore, just treat it as a local tyrant." Xue Lan was slightly stunned at first, then she didn't be polite to Wu Lang, and put away the wooden box with a smile.

Although Xue Lan is not an alchemist herself, she has heard of the name of an alchemist. She hasn't heard of any alchemist who will be troubled by money?

"Sister Xue Lan, this is a gift I specially prepared for you and Qinglin. I think you will like it." Wu Lang took out two rings and stuffed them into Xue Lan and Qinglin's hands, and said with a gentle smile on his face.

Among these two rings, Wu Lang put in a lot of pills, which were enough to make Xue Lan and Qing Lin use the Dao Yixing Master all the time, and he also put in several handwritten copies of Xuan-level fighting skills and martial arts in it.

For Wu Lang, Xue Lan and Qinglin can be regarded as one of his few true friends, and he has never been stingy with his own friends.

...

"Brother, Wu Lang is here, what should we do?"

On the other hand, Xiao Li immediately found Xiao Ding and discussed it.

Since Xiao Yan's cultivation talent recovered, Xiao Zhan sent someone to quickly tell Xiao Ding and the others the good news. Therefore, Xiao Ding and the others realized that Wu Lang was not only not dead, but also had the honor to worship a powerful Dou Zun master.

It was precisely because Xiao Ding and the others learned the news that Xiao Li, who was deeply thinking, gave up the idea of ​​taking back part of the profits of ice-fried from Xue Lan.

"Brother, should we go and see him?"

Xiao Ding shook his head and said, "No need, since the moment we handed over Wu Lang to Rob, we have completely lost the opportunity to be friends with him.

The reason why Wu Lang was willing to help Xiao Yanzi recover his talent for cultivation was probably more because of Xue Lan and Qing Lin's face.

If we please him now, we will not get any benefits. We may also be completely looked down upon by him, so it is better not to see him."
Chapter completed!