Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Qin Ming was the Alliance Master and a Dragon Realm expert. How could he possibly care about her repayment?    

If she said it like that, it would seem like there was a distinction between them.    

Fortunately, Qin Ming's reply did not make the two of them feel awkward.    

Perhaps this was really what Qin Ming was thinking.    

A pot of wine, that was why the two of them had a friendship.    

Therefore, Qin Ming would give him some help.    

"Perhaps in Qin Ming's heart, I am occupying an extremely small position." Qing Xinlan softly muttered.    

Qing Xinlan very quickly accepted this guess.    

Although it was only an extremely small position, as long as there was a position, Qing Xinlan would be very satisfied.    

"Qin Ming is the respected Alliance Master. Normally, even if a Dragon Realm expert wants to see him, they are not qualified."    

"But he remembers my name. He did not forget me."    

Qing Xinlan was happy.    

No one had ever given her such a special feeling.    

She did not know what this feeling was.    

She had never experienced it before.    

Raising her head, she looked into the distance and saw Qin Ming's disappearing figure. Suddenly, a bad premonition arose in Qing Xinlan's heart.    

"I wonder if you will be able to return safely after going to investigate this time?"    

Thinking of this, Qing Xinlan's heart pounded.    

It was as if something very important was about to happen.    

"No, Qin Ming must be in danger."    

"That's two thousand Dragon Realm Poison Devils. If Qin Ming is discovered... Even if he is a Saint Blood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator, it will be extremely difficult for him to escape."    

Qing Xinlan did not know how strong Qin Ming was. She had never seen Qin Ming attack before.    

But there was one thing she knew. Qin Ming was facing two thousand Dragon Realm experts.    

Even if two thousand Dragon Realm Poison Devils stood still and were killed by Qin Ming, it would still take him a long time to kill them.    

How could a Dragon Realm Poison Devil stand still and let Qin Ming kill them?    

Qing Xinlan had just been shocked by the Qi of the two thousand Dragon Realm Poison Devils. She knew very well how powerful they were.    

"If Qin Ming is surrounded, he will only die."    

"If he sees the Poison Devils and collects the corpses of the Martial Cultivator, will he charge forward recklessly because he is too angry?"    

"It's very likely. Qin Ming is the chief of the Cloud City Alliance. It has always been spread around. He is very kind. In the past, when he was in Lan City, he gave many Origin Stones to ordinary Martial Cultivator."    

"He might be impulsive when he saw the Poison Demon Sect blaspheming the Martial Cultivator's corpse!"    

Qing Xinlan was very anxious in her heart.    

But now, Qin Ming had already run far away.    

With her Snake Realm speed, how could she possibly catch up to him?    

And if she followed him, at most, she could only persuade Qin Ming. If Qin Ming decided on something, could she change it?    

Qin Ming had taken the risk to come here. Of course, he wouldn't come here for sightseeing. He knew the danger very well.    

Even if she tried to persuade him, it would be useless.    

Qing Xinlan wanted to help Qin Ming, but her strength was only in the Snake Realm.    

Not only would she not be able to help him, but she would also become a burden.    

Looking at Qin Ming who had completely disappeared, Qing Xinlan felt a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart.    

Once again, reality told her the importance of martial arts.    

"Power, resources, vanity are not important in this world. The most important thing is strength." Qing Xinlan clenched her fists tightly.    

Qing Xinlan was a woman who advanced. Although she had the appearance of falling for the world, she did not use her appearance to exchange for power and status.    

Instead, through her own hard work, she worked hard to accumulate it bit by bit.