Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

As the cold words fell, Meng Fan turned into a mummy with eyes full of unwillingness.

Fang Mo glanced at Meng Fan's body expressionlessly, then turned his head to look at Cui Lang who was still unconscious.

"Owner."

"Lord."

At this time, several respectful voices sounded behind him.

Fang Mo turned around slowly.

I saw Chu Qian, Gui Taoist and Yuchitu standing behind them respectfully.

"kindness."

Fang Mo responded lightly.

"This mission failed, please punish the master!" Chu Qian knelt down on one knee with a solemn face.

Gui Taoist and Yuchitu also knelt down, with fear on their faces and anxiety in their hearts.

In this mission, only the three of them returned, and even Lord Fentian was dead, which can be described as a heavy loss.

"It's okay, you can't deal with outsiders." Fang Mo said lightly.

The three of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, and slowly got up.

At this time, the three of them also noticed the miserable figure hanging in mid-air.

"hiss…"

The ghost Taoist took a deep breath, his pupils trembling.

Isn't that the powerful outsider monk I met a few days ago!

The other party's terrifying cultivation level has left ghosts with lingering fears.

If it weren't for the sacrifice of some blood-robed demon cultivators, none of the three of them might have escaped alive.

But now that powerful cultivator is hanged in mid-air by the Lord, life or death is unknown...

Gui Taoist subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and took a peek at Fang Mo, his eyes full of fear.

At this time, Yuchitu didn't dare to show his anger, and stood obediently, not daring to look at Fang Mo.

Only Chu Qian, after recognizing Cui Lang, her face was as frosty, and she exuded a biting coldness.

"Ghosts."

"Subordinates are here!"

"Notify Wudu Luosha and Linglong to refine the Blood Yuan Pill in the Mixin Valley."

"Yes!"

The ghost man turned and left.

Seeing this, Yuchitu's expression changed, and he hurriedly followed out.

"Owner…"

Chu Qian's expression hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter?"

"Qian'er implores the master to hand over this person to Qian'er for three days."

As Chu Qian spoke, she cast her eyes on Cui Lang who was in mid-air, her eyes were cold.

"can."

Fang Mo glanced at Chu Qian calmly, and said slowly.

"Thank you master!"

A smile appeared on Chu Qian's face, as if the ice and snow had melted.

In the next second, there was a rippling in her beautiful eyes.

Then slowly lowered her body, Fang Mo suddenly stopped her.

"Ok?"

Chu Qian was a little confused, so she looked up at Fang Mo.

Fang Mo looked calm, and said two words lightly:

"Add ice."

Hearing this, Chu Qian's pretty face blushed.

But she obediently complied.

Fang Mo closed his eyes and raised his head slightly.

The feeling of dire straits made him a little obsessed.

...

"Ho..."

Cui Lang groaned in pain, and slowly opened his eyes.

What caught his eyes was a beautiful woman with a cold face.

"you you…"

Cui Lang looked at Chu Qian in front of him in surprise, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

He recognized the beautiful woman in front of him, one of the blood princesses of the blood lord, and the woman who escaped from him a few days ago.

"We meet again."

Chu Qian sneered.

"You...what do you want..."

Cui Lang's face was ugly, and his tone was trembling.

"I said, I will definitely kill you."

Chu Qian's tone was calm, but her eyes were full of cold killing intent.

"You...you let me go, I can take you out of this cage, and I can give you countless cultivation resources..."

Cui Lang said eagerly.

"Ha ha."

Chu Qian sneered and looked at Cui Lang without saying a word.

That cold gaze made Cui Lang shudder.

"I was wrong, I should die, I shouldn't provoke you, please spare my life, don't kill me!"

Cui Lang was terrified and looked at Chu Qian beggingly.

Chu Qian's face was frosty, unmoved.

She gently lifted her jade finger, and a burst of icy air shot into Cui Lang's body.

"You... what are you doing?!"

Cui Lang looked at Chu Qian anxiously.

After a few breaths, Cui Lang's complexion changed drastically, and he could feel the meridians in his body slowly freezing.

Inch by inch, the cold air spread to the whole body along the meridians, and the piercing cold pain made Cui Lang's life worse than death.

"what!"

Cui Lang's face was ferocious, his veins were bulging,

The skin of his whole body has turned blue-purple, obviously the meridians in his body are frozen, and the cold air has frostbitten him from the inside out.

Chu Qian looked at Cui Lang who was struggling and screaming blankly, without saying a word.

"Ah! Kill me!!"

Cui Lang's eyes were red, and he roared in pain.

A shrill howl echoed throughout the hall.

At this moment, the cold air was already approaching his heart, and he could feel the ice crystal blades transformed by the cold air cutting into his meridian flesh and blood inch by inch!

He was about to freeze to death.

Chu Qian waved her hand lightly, and the coldness disappeared.

"Huh...huh..."

Cui Lang was panting heavily, with a look of survivors showing on his face.

"This is just the beginning."

Chu Qian said slowly.

"You...you...demon..."

Cui Lang looked at Chu Qian with horror on his face, trembling all over.

Chu Qian sneered and opened her hands.

With a flash of cold light, a long ice whip appeared, covered with long ice thorns, and the cold air was overwhelming.

"you…"

Cui Lang looked at the icy long whip in Chu Qian's hand, his scalp went numb, and he was horrified.

"Snapped!"

The icy long whip drew a mark of frost in the air, and slammed on Cui Lang's body.

"what!!"

Cui Lang's face twisted in pain.

Not only the terrifying icy air, but also the long icicles piercing into his body, all made Cui Lang's life worse than death.