Man Huang Feng Bao

"Master, you..., do you like these spar?"

The fat man couldn’t move, and he had to give up and looked at Ye Chuan Zhiwuwu weakly. Raise your hand and wipe your head, sweating.

Produced by the inflammation, it must be a boutique!

This is a word that everyone in Ghost City knows. The saga is selling good things, but the price is also high.

On Ziyunfeng, the fat man Zhao Dazhi once boasted that there is nothing else in Haikou, and that there are two silvers. Now, seeing Ye Chuan interested in the spar sold by Yanmo, he suddenly stunned and couldn’t be bold again.

The top quality spar, three thousand silver two can not buy a piece, the silver two of the fat body together with the underwear are not enough to buy a half.

"That is of course, how, fat, you don't like it?"

Ye Chuan turned to look at the fat man, smiled evilly, and the face of the fat man was redder.

"If you want to buy, you will get the money. A piece of spar is nine thousand silver. If you can't afford it, you can't afford it. Don't block the road!"

The sorcerer screamed coldly, his voice hoarse, and he glanced at the people coldly. The heat waves rippling in the air suddenly increased, and the ground in front of the grotto seemed to be hot. People who have just squeezed their blood, have gone all the way in a flash, leaving only Ye Chuan and the fat man.

A piece of spar is nine thousand silver two, this is not a sale, it is stealing money!

There was no more thoughts on the sunrise than a broad practitioner. Although the top quality spar is good, but who can afford it?

"Master brother..."

The fat man Zhao Dazhi reached out and pulled La Yachuan's clothes and wanted to go.

Without the sensory spirit, he can feel that many people are watching nearby and pointing. Such a ridiculous price, Zongmen protects the law can not afford to buy, is it not a shame to stay alone? Is it true that the masters really think that they have to spend a lot of money on their big business in their homes?

Under the guidance of people, the fat man is uncomfortable, not only as simple as sweating, but he is almost crying and can't step down. In the future, he did not dare to brag in front of the master of Ye Chuan.

Blowing in front of others, it is the skill, the scenery, bragging in front of the master brother Ye Chuan, that is waiting to hit the face!

"Kid, do you want to buy spar?" The sorcerer looked over and had a smile on his face. White Sensen's teeth, rocky rough, cracked face, red eyes, look scary. Not laughing, it’s even more disturbing to open your mouth. He was glanced at him, and the heart of the fat man Zhao Dazhi jumped inexplicably and couldn’t tell the uncomfortable feeling.

"This spar is good." Ye Chuan nodded and his face calmed.

Zhao Dazhi, a fat man standing beside him, was so anxious that he was full of sweat and looked scared. He was naturally natural and a rich and wealthy look.

"Nine thousand silver and two pieces are bought, it really is rich, what is the reason for these two people?"

"The taller one is unfamiliar and can't recognize it. I just know that the chunky and chunky one, Yunwu Zong. I heard that the business of opening a rice shop at home is very big, and the family has a lot of money."

"No wonder, people are stupid!"

......

People point and point, whisper, can't afford it, look at it.

Listening to people's arguments, the fat man Zhao Dazhi's face is red and the roots are even more self-confident. Ye Chuan smiled and glared at the uncomfortable fat man.

"A piece of spar is nine thousand silver and two. All of them can be bought for a discount. A spar only accepts eight thousand five." The face of the flaming demon was slightly relieved, and the heat wave that came from the face was much weaker.

The fat man Zhao Dazhi also knows, not to mention the big fight on his head, that is, the ash can be recognized, and the two have made a deal not long ago.

"Thank you, thank you seniors, but today we are..."

The fat man is a little helpless, sweating, fluent, and a few pieces to buy together, cut a piece of fat meat and can not afford it!

"Oh, the money is not enough? Then buy two less, one piece nine thousand two, one or two can not be less." The fire magic replied coldly.

The fat man on the fat man made a slap, and he couldn’t say a word, and he wanted to slip when he took Ye Chuan.

"A piece of nine thousand two, yes, this price is fair."

Ye Chuan nodded, and he looked like a big man. He didn't see how hard he was. The fat man couldn't move. After a few squats, the impulsiveness of the fat man jumped over the cliff. If the fire demon knows that there is no money, a spar can't afford it, isn't it looking for death?

The singer’s eyes are bright, and he likes his head. “That’s good, take the money.”

"There is no money." Ye Chuan replied very simply, the fat man was covered in a cockroach, and he wanted to run on the soles of his feet.

People are potholes, masters, you are a teacher and sister!

Fat man Zhao Dazhi thought that Ye Chuan had any good ideas, gave him a hundred bears, and did not expect Ye Chuan to answer so simply and directly, really is afraid of what comes!

"Haha, hahaha, good, good, kid, are you playing me? No money, what are you doing?"

The demon is also an accident, angry and laughing.

It’s been a long time since I dared to let him go. Even the three major sects of the Guardian’s Law have seen him in the ghost city. They are all respectful and respectful. Who dares to let go? Ye Chuan, is he a big one who has no fear, or does he know that the sky is thick and lively?

"Inflammation is right, I didn't play you, you misunderstood."

Ye Chuan calmly pointed to the plate under the spar. "I am not interested in these spar, but this plate, open a price."

This is a black plate that is used to hold the spar. It is full of dust and a gap, like a random one from the street. I have never noticed it on the stalls for so many years.

Is this person crazy, still sick?

The onlookers were shocked. The fat man Zhao Dazhi was also stunned by Zhang Dazui. Only the sorcerer changed his face. He looked at Ye Chuan up and down. The red eyes of the fire were a little more surprised. He smiled: "Hey, boy, have Eyes! I want this jade butterfly to do it, no money, take a sage to change!"

Sage practice?

People were once again exclaimed, and Ye Chuan’s words were surprising enough to surprise them. The answer from the fire was even more shocking, and they were all shocked. It’s hard to be a treasure that is so unremarkable that no one has ever noticed.

"Hey, it’s already a dead person. If you don’t hurry to save yourself, what sage is still going to be ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous!" Ye Chuan shook his head, turned and left, never looking at the jade butterfly again.

The fat man was a little dizzy. He hasn't reacted until now. He didn't take a few steps with Ye Chuan. When he suddenly flashed red light, he was blocked by the fire. "Young people, what do you say, who is the dead?" Again!"

The hot heat wave, the needle sticks to make the skin sting, the fat man finally wakes up. Looking at the angry inflammation, the body can't help but pick it up. In front of this big devil, the monk’s heavy repair is not a slag!

"Recently, your heart and lungs are not good. After three days, if you can squat in the past, I will jump from the dragon."

Ye Chuan was calm and self-satisfied. He looked at the sorcerer who was going to swear, and turned and left.

Behind him, the murderous inflamed demon saw the fierce light, watching the back of Ye Chuanyuan's back, his face was cloudy and uncertain. Seeing the atmosphere is tense, people who are watching nearby have dispersed, and the atmosphere is afraid to come out.