"Don't you think that your alchemist guild is full of talent? Then let your alchemist, Lang Cong, do it for you! Murong Feixue said in a faint voice to the leader of the Alchemist Guild, and pointed to the direction of Lang Cong on the opposite side, looking at the leader of the Alchemist Guild with a sarcastic look.

Hearing the sound, Lang Cong, who was still immersed in alchemy on the other side, and his face was pale, immediately shook. I just feel like I'm embarrassed to be thrown home now! It's not just the alchemists who follow him on weekdays who are watching him. Even the Alchemist Guild looked at itself with resentment. It was as if the Ten Directions Lianyun Alchemy Furnace was exported by him, and the Qiankun Creation Golden Pill was also exported by him......

Just as he was frowning, he heard a slight "buzzing" sound, and Na Lang finally deflated from the alchemy furnace in front of him. In the white mist, the alchemy furnace slowly opened.

Everyone looked towards the alchemy furnace where Na Lang Cong. It doesn't matter, it's shocking to see it!

Unexpectedly, what was lying in his alchemy furnace was not a Qiankun Creation Golden Pill, but a wooden lump that had been burned into charcoal......

"Lang, you bastard! I left you the Qiankun Castin Grass that had been hidden in the Alchemist Guild for three hundred years, and you actually made such a thing, you! Get out of here! In the future, there will be you in the Alchemist Guild again, see you once, fight once, get out! The leader of the Alchemist Guild roared, and in a fit of rage, he directly drove Lang Cong out of the Alchemist Guild.

"President, President, listen to my explanation! I made this mistake because I was angry and unsettled, you must give me a chance, I will definitely be able to ......"

"Bang bang bang!"

Before Na Lang went to hug the thigh of the leader of the Alchemist Guild, he saw a look from the head of the alchemist guild and instructed a few men who were five big and three thick. Directly threw the soft and weak Lang out of the square from the Alchemist's Guild.

Immediately after, the leader of the Alchemist Guild turned around and went directly to the ground, crying and making trouble at Murong Feixue.

"Miss Murong Feixue! Please. Leave us the guild a golden pill of creation! Otherwise, if I lose the Qiankun Castor Golden Grass, and I lose the Shifang Lianyun Alchemy Furnace, I will never give up my life! ”

Looking at the crying and crying leader of the Alchemist Guild, Murong Feixue raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly, his thin lips slightly hooked with an evil arc. The smile is obviously very gentle, but the voice is not warm at all.

"Since you don't want to die, then you will die a hundred!"

As soon as the words fell, Murong Feixue turned his head directly, and took Li Moge, Mo Ziluo, Demon Caibai, Snake Demon and Li Daikite and his party from the gate of the Alchemist Guild and left with a swagger.

The rest of the leader of the Alchemist Guild, who knelt on the ground and had no results, was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. Fell to the ground and died.

Almost at the same time, the signboard of the Alchemist Guild also fell directly. All the alchemists in the Alchemist Guild looked at the corpse of the leader of the Alchemist Guild with disdain. Spit on one after another.

"As the president, he cheated! It's so shameless, you deserve to die, it's a shame! ”

"That's right! Let's not stay here anymore, it's better to stay here for a lifetime, it's better to stay than a young lady who hasn't studied alchemy, and she will refine the Qiankun Creation Golden Pill directly! ”

"Yes, go, go! Let's go to another alchemist's guild, and we won't stay here! There are no treasures of the town council. ”