Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Taking Fang Mo to the

private mansion, Wu Mo returned to the Jade Pill Fang, he now needed to be promoted to the third-grade alchemist as soon as possible.

After Wu Mo left, Fang Mo observed the lower courtyard and nodded slightly, he was still quite satisfied with the quiet environment here.

Entering the room, Fang Mo summoned the corpse and the bride in red.

In an instant, the room was filled with a strong aura and corpse qi. Sensing the aura on the corpse, Fang Mo raised his eyebrows, and it actually broke through to the fourth level of the Yuan Spirit Realm.

"It's ugly, it's ugly, but it doesn't live up to my blood."

Fang Mo glanced at the corpse with only one eye left faintly.

He turned his head to look at the red-clothed bride with black skin, and there was a hint of entanglement in his eyes.

This red-clothed bride is the sixth layer of the Yuan Spirit Realm, which is controlled by him with corpse puppet art, so her realm can only be fixed in the sixth layer of the Yuan Spirit Realm, and she cannot improve the realm like a corpse.

As Fang Mo's realm strength becomes stronger and stronger, the role of the bride in red will become smaller and smaller.

Fang Mo tried to feed the red-clothed bride a few drops of essence blood, he now knew that his essence blood was special, and it had a fatal attraction and mysterious effect on refining corpses.

He wanted to see if this red-clothed bride would also change after absorbing his essence blood.

Seeing the essence blood slowly disappearing into the skin of the red-clothed bride, but there was no movement, Fang Mo shook his head slightly and stopped paying attention to the red-clothed bride.

Finally, Fang Mo gently took off the light gauze cloak on Qiu'er's head, revealing Qiu'er's delicate and beautiful face.

The delicate face and the fair skin like jade, although they faced it every day, Fang Mo's eyes still flashed a trace of surprise.

"I didn't expect that Xuan'er also broke through to the sixth level of the Yuan Spirit Realm."

Fang Mo slightly rubbed her delicate little face. He also found that there was already a hint of agility in Xuan'er's gray-white eyes.

Looking at Sui'er's eyes, he unexpectedly found that there was a flash of longing in Sui'er's eyes.

After a little thought, Fang Mo stretched out his hand.

I saw that Xuan'er actually held Fang Mo's hand to his lips with both hands, and then opened his tender lips and took his two fingers in.

"Hiss..." The

tremor from his soul made Fang Mo couldn't help but take a deep breath.

At this moment, Fang Mo's wrist,

"Hiss...

The little blood supported half of the snake's body and looked at Fang Mo, thinking that the master's voice just now was calling him.

Seeing that Fang Mo ignored it, Xiao Blood swam to Fang Mo's shoulder, found a comfortable position, coiled the snake's body and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

Not long after, Xuan'er opened her lips and gently withdrew her fingers, bringing out a trace of crystalline liquid.

A little unable to stand this beautiful atmosphere, Fang Mo quickly withdrew his hand.

"Ho ho..." a

low, suppressed voice sounded from the corpse's mouth.

The corpse looked at Fang Mo longingly with its only remaining eye, obviously it also wanted essence blood.

Fang Mo casually threw out two drops of essence blood, and the corpse only stopped.

Then Fang Mo took the white jade skull out of the storage ring and placed it in the center of the room. In the blink of an eye, the entire room was wrapped in a rich corpse qi.

Fang Mo did not put the red-clothed bride and the corpse into the body bag again, but left them in the room to absorb the corpse qi.

After settling the two refining corpses, Fang Mo left the small courtyard with Xuan'er.

Fang Mo led Xuan'er through the bustling crowd, and he observed the surrounding shops from time to time.

Suddenly, Fang Mo's gaze froze, and then he led Xuan'er to a three-story luxury building.

"Xinghai Chamber of Commerce."

Fang Mo's eyes were different, he didn't expect that there was also a branch of the Xinghai Chamber of Commerce here, and it seemed to be much more luxurious than the branch of Falling Cloud City.

Without hesitation, Fang Mo walked in.

"This prince, what do you need?"

A handsome-looking maid asked with a smile.

"I need to sell some Yuan Weapon Elixir."

Fang Mo said lightly.

"Please Gongzi come with me."

The maid made a gesture of invitation.

Fang Mo followed the maid through the hall and came to the counter in the acquisition area.

"Gongzi, this is the acquisition area, you can just wait in line behind here."

The maid pointed to the counter next to Fang Mo and said.

Fang Mo glanced at the purchase counter, a waiter-like person was counting a storage bag, and there were three monks waiting in line outside the counter.

"Wait, I sell a lot of things, can I find a separate room to sell?"

Fang Mo stopped the maid who turned around.

Without waiting for the maid to speak, a burly man in line over there laughed: "Poof... Haha, boy, how many things do you have to sell, and dare to let the Xinghai Chamber of Commerce open a special room for you, where did the dirt buns come from in such a big breath... Haha..." As

soon as these words came out, the people around them also looked at Fang Mo with a slight mockery.

Fang Mo's eyes were slightly cold and he glanced at the burly man who was laughing.

At the eyes of Shangmo above, the burly man's laughter stopped abruptly, and the big man's back shivered, feeling like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"Gongzi, please rest assured, no matter how much is sold, our Xinghai Chamber of Commerce will quickly and accurately sort out the estimated price for you, you just need to queue up here."

The maid smiled professionally.

Fang Mo said nothing more, walked to the burly man and lined up.

...

"Four storm-eyed tarantulas, worth a total of 3,200 yuan stones, please put them away."

The waiter took out a pile of yuan stones and handed them to the burly man.

"It turned out to be a storm-eyed tarantula, and it is still four-headed, this storm-eyed tarantula is a second-order high-level demon beast, equivalent to the eightfold of the Yuan Spirit Realm!"

"This strong man is really not simple!"

"Well, a storm-eyed tarantula is worth eight hundred yuan stone!"

The people around were talking about it.

The big man put away the Yuanshi with a smug face, but did not leave, but stood aside, looking at Fang Mo playfully with his eyes.

Obviously, he wanted to see what Fang Mo could sell, and wanted to mock the ink again.

The people around were also waiting to see a good show at this time.

Fang Mo walked to the counter with an indifferent expression.

"What does this prince want to sell?"

The waiter asked.

Fang Mo did not speak, and with a wave of his hand, more than twenty storage bags were directly stacked on the counter.

"Hiss..." there

was a sound of inhalation all around.

"What is the origin of this guy?"

"How does he have so many storage bags?"

"Silly, can't you see it, these storage bags are murderous treasures at a glance, I estimate that this person may be a murderous devil without blinking..."

The eyes of the surrounding crowd looking at Fang Mo also had a little more fear, completely without the expression of watching a good show before.

The burly man was also pale.

The waiter looked at the pile of storage bags in front of him, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, such a acquisition scene he rarely encountered.

Picked up a few storage bags and looked at them a little, and then said respectfully to Fang Mo: "

This son, since you sell a lot of things, I need to ask our person in charge, please later."

Fang Mo nodded slightly.