This is destined to be a lively day.

The victory in the Black Canyon is good news for the business community in Baicheng, and countless businessmen cheered and encouraged.

The great hero of this battle was Zhao Pu. During the half-month-long battle, it was because of the continuous supply of antidotes that the army avoided many losses and successfully cleared the area. Zhao Pu also frankly stated that he was able to research the antidote, which was inseparable from Oscar's assistance.

Oscar's name made the businessmen remember it.

A paper titled "The Discovery and Basic Application of Light Energy" in the magic world caused another uproar! In an era without the concept of light magic, this discovery is of great significance.

The Warlock Guild put aside past grudges and frankly stated that light energy is a subject that the Warlock Guild has just opened recently. More than a dozen masters of magic have not achieved any results, but they did not expect that an apprentice had an amazing discovery.

In this issue of "Warlock" Weekly, Weng Lianhai, chairman of the White City Warlock Guild, personally wrote a thank-you letter - "Oscar's talent is well-deserved, he is a rare genius in a century!"

He also publicly stated: "Oscar is a very rare rookie, and the Warlock Guild is willing to invite him to join with the best treatment and environment!"

It is such an honor for a master to extend an olive branch to a new apprentice!

The Academy Alliance is not to be outdone. Several famous warlocks expressed high praise, hinting at the relationship between Oscar and the Academy Alliance. You Warlock Guild, don't even think about poaching!

If the Nalan family is the largest business organization in the North.

Then the Warlock Guild is the largest warlock organization in the North.

The Academy Alliance is the second largest warlock organization in the North, and at the same time, it has many students all over the world and has a far-reaching influence.

Several White City masters gave high praise. As for the claim that Oscar plagiarized spells?

That's bullshit!

No one dared to mention this anymore, unless they wanted to be scolded.

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The gate of Baisong Town is very lively with cars and horses coming and going.

A dusty man, well-proportioned and handsome, wearing a chain mail, holding a simple long sword in his left hand, a wine gourd in his right hand, and a bamboo hat on his head, with a fluttering veil, looks like a master.

The man in the bamboo hat took a sip of wine and said to himself: "Is this Baisong Town? It's such a small place!"

This man's appearance attracted the attention of passers-by. There are only two types of people who wear metal armor in the cold weather, one is a madman, and the other is a master.

Needless to say, the former.

The latter is a powerful warrior, because of his strong true energy, he is not afraid of the cold, even under the ice and snow, he still dares to wear a set of metal armor.

The man in the bamboo hat walked up to a girl, bowed politely, and asked with a smile, "My beautiful girl, where is the mayor's house?"

The girl first smelled the alcohol on the other person and was a little disgusted. When she turned around, a gust of wind suddenly lifted the veil on the man's bamboo hat, revealing a face that was chiseled by a knife. He was less than 40 years old, with facial features like perfect sculptures, and a stubble beard, which gave him a mature feeling.

"Ah... the mayor's house, you can see it in three more streets."

The girl blushed like an apple.

"Thank you."

The man's voice was quite magnetic. He turned around suddenly, his cloak fluttering, snowflakes flying, and his figure was chic. In a blink of an eye, he was more than ten meters away.

The girl screamed, "What a cool uncle!"

The man in the bamboo hat looked distressed, and silently said to himself narcissistically, "It's not good to be too handsome. No matter where I go, I am as dazzling as the sun and the moon. Tonight, another girl is destined to be lonely and sleepless. What a sin, what a sin!"

We have arrived at the mayor's house.

"Strange, what's going on?"

The mayor's house was full of potholes, and the trees next to it were all tilted, as if they had been robbed by robbers. He frowned and walked directly to the main gate. A group of soldiers were nervously blocking the door. When they saw a swordsman wearing metal armor and a bamboo hat coming, they immediately shouted loudly.

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"Stop!"

"Who are you!"

The man took out a silver token and said in a magnetic voice, "Feng Zhongmian from Xuecheng, I came to Baisong Town to do business, get out of the way!"

Feng Zhongmian!

The first martial arts master in Xuecheng - Feng Zhongmian!

This is a well-known name!

The soldiers were all stunned. They had not expected that Feng Zhongmian, the renowned master of Snow City, was so young, about thirty-five or thirty-six years old. It was said that Feng Zhongmian, with his Snow Sword, was invincible in Snow City!

Why did such a big shot come to Baisong Town?

"Hurry up and ask the mayor!"

The mayor was so scared when he heard that the famous Snow Sword Saint would come to this broken town that he almost burst his liver and gallbladder, and ran out to greet him.

Feng Zhongmian took off his bamboo hat, revealing a rather resolute and handsome face. He glanced at the short, fat and bald Wang Jian, sneered and said, "Are you the mayor of Baisong Town?"

Wang Jian was very frightened and said in a funny manner, "Hello, Mr. Feng, I am Wang Jian, the mayor of Baisong Town."

Feng Zhongmian touched his chin and said, "How can the mayor of a town be so ugly?"

Wang Jian's expression froze.

"Hahaha, there are not many people in this world who are as handsome as me." Feng Zhongmian looked helpless. He went over and patted Wang Jian on the shoulder and said with sympathy: "This appearance is natural. Although it looks ugly, don't worry, I won't discriminate against you. Let's go in and talk."

Wang Jian was about to cry. He was already annoyed enough. What was this Lord Feng doing again?

Was it because of Oscar?

Impossible!

That was the business of the sorcerer.

Feng Zhongmian was a martial arts master. The two schools were completely different. No matter how powerful Feng Zhongmian was, he was still a martial artist. It was impossible for him to care about the affairs of the world of magic!

Wang Jian felt relieved after thinking this: "Why are you standing there? Why don't you serve tea to Lord Feng!"

"Is that something a man should drink?" Feng Zhongmian picked up the wine gourd, unscrewed the lid, and a strong smell of alcohol filled the air: "I only drink alcohol!"

Wang Jian quickly waved his hand to dismiss the man, and asked carefully: "Lord Feng, what do you want to do when you come to the town?"

"I'm passing by here and I'm going to do something." Feng Zhongmian sat down, put his simple long sword on the table, took a cup of hot tea and took a sip, then said slowly: "Mayor Wang, I really envy you!"

Wang Jian's expression changed, "How dare I, I'm terrified!"

Feng Zhongmian laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, everyone has something worthy of others' envy, such as my handsome appearance. Of course, this is innate, and it's useless to envy it."

Wang Jian's mouth twitched a few times.

Feng Zhongmian took a big sip of wine and continued, "I won't beat around the bush. This time I came to Baisong Town just to see someone."

Wang Jian was stunned, "Who is it?"

Feng Zhongmian was a little surprised, "Don't you know? This person is a great contributor to the Silver Snow Region. Because of him, maybe millions of hungry people will be freed from suffering. At the same time, it can affect the outside world and benefit the entire North. If not, do you think I would come here in person?"

Wang Jian looked confused, "I am stupid and really don't know who Lord Feng is talking about."

Feng Zhongmian laughed, "Don't worry, I just want to get to know him. I'm not here to rob anyone this time."

Wang Jian almost cried.

"Are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?" Feng Zhongmian slapped the table and said with an unhappy face, "Stop talking nonsense and let Oscar come out!"

"Mu Mu... Oscar!"

Wang Jian collapsed directly, his face ashen.

Feng Zhongmian narrowed his eyes: "Don't tell me there is no such person in Baisong Town!"

Wang Jian stuttered: "Yes... yes!"

"Where is he?"

Wang Jian seemed to be petrified.

Feng Zhongmian picked up the long sword on the table and stood up suddenly, "Don't you want to say it?"

"Lord Feng, spare me!"

Wang Jian knelt on the ground, thinking in his heart that it was really unlucky, and he shouldn't have believed the Du family's words. This time he was in big trouble!

"Tell me, where is he now?"

"He... he is in prison!"

"Oh?"

Feng Zhongmian suddenly seemed to be a different person, no longer smiling, and his whole body released a cold and cold breath, and the strong true energy overflowed from his body, and a layer of frost condensed on the table.

"Spare me! Sir, spare me!" The mayor's body was cold, and he kowtowed hurriedly, saying, "This is none of my business, none of my business!"

"Humph!"

Feng Zhongmian grabbed the simple long sword and raised a gust of cold wind. The furniture around him fell to the ground. When Wang Jian raised his head, he had already shot out of the room... The speed was as fast as an arrow, almost making it impossible for people to react. He really deserves to be the wind and snow sword master!

Oscar sat in prison.

He was very confused.

At this time, the paper should have been published, and the paper should be enough to shut everyone up. Zhao Pu and the Snow Wolf mercenaries put a little pressure on him, and the mayor should have let him go.

What the hell!

Oscar hadn't eaten for two days and two nights, and he was dizzy with hunger.

Suddenly!

Bang!

There was a loud noise.

The fine steel door lock of the iron door was directly cut open by a cold sword. It was made of fine steel, and ordinary warriors couldn't break it at all. Even a one-eyed man might not be able to do it, but this man cut it like tofu, what a strong Qi.

The iron gate broke open.

A handsome man walked in, and the sword was sheathed in an instant, and the appearance of the long sword was completely unrecognizable.

"Who are you?"

"Oscar!"

Feng Zhongmian's eyes lit up, "Not bad, not bad, although not as handsome as me, you are pleasing to the eye. You really didn't disappoint me, you are worthy of being the one who developed super rye."

Does this have anything to do with handsomeness?

What kind of weird logic is this!

Oscar felt a few black lines popping up on his head, "Who are you?"

"I've always been a low-key person." Feng Zhongmian smiled shyly, holding the sword in his left hand and gently clasping his fist with his right hand, "The most handsome man in the whole continent, the nemesis of young women, the killer of young girls, a little white dragon in the world, the first swordsman in Snow City, the Feng Zhongmian nicknamed 'Snow Wind Sword Saint', that's me!"

"You are really low-key."

"No, no."

Although this lively treasure who looks to be in his thirties has some exaggerated words and deeds, Oscar can feel that he is indeed a top master, far above the one-eyed man.

Oscar also knows the purpose of Feng Zhongmian's coming to Baisong Town.

It must be that his research and cultivation method of "super cold-resistant rye" has been seen and adopted by the Lord of Silver Snow Region. Oscar smiled, Feng Zhongmian came at the right time!

Feng Zhongmian asked while holding the sword, "By the way, how did you end up like this?