Urban Madness

Longqueyin left the trade fair desperately under the guidance of the people around him.

After this farce, Ye Fan has lost interest in this trade fair.

Just when he was about to leave, a breath caught his attention.

He dragged Nan Yu through the crowd and came to an inconspicuous small stall. The boss was dressed sloppy and covered his face with a book. He actually fell asleep behind the stall, and was not afraid that others would **** him. s things.

He rummaged among the tatters in that small stall.

"One piece of middle-grade spirit stone, no bargaining, no matter if you take treasure or rubbish, it will be the same price."

The boss said lazily.

Hearing what the boss said, Ye Fan frowned.

"Boss, it's a bit dark for your price. If I picked three, what if they are all scraps?"

The boss took the book off his face and glanced at Ye Fan.

"Then it has nothing to do with me, bad luck is your own business, what's my business?"

After saying this, the boss put the book back on his face.

"If you like to buy or not, leave as soon as you don't, and don't stand in the way of me."

Ye Fan didn't say anything any more, just rummaged back and forth among the tatters.

After rummaging for a while, his eyes were full of brilliance.

There is such a good magic weapon in this pile of gray-looking tatters.

He picked out three pieces that suit him best, and put three spirit stones on the boss's booth.

"Only these three."

The boss took down the book on his face again, and after seeing the three magic weapons in his hand, he was taken aback for a while, and then waved his hand.

"Choose and pay and leave quickly, don't stand in my way."

The male and female general Ye Fan left with joy, and asked him curiously.

"What did you just find in that pile of broken copper and iron?"

I saw Ye Fan smile mysteriously.

"For the time being, I will show it to you when I go back tonight."

The people around saw that Ye Fan had actually spent three middle-grade spirit stones and picked three of the broken bronze iron from the boss, and they couldn't help shook their heads.

The two of them were strolling around, and suddenly saw Zhu Jiu Yin selling pills in front of a booth.

When Zhu Jiuyin saw the two of them, he greeted them, and then hurriedly set up his booth. Although there were many pills on the booth, no one patronized.

"Master Zhujiuyin, what are you?"

In the capacity of Zhu Jiuyin, it is impossible that none of the medicines he trained could not be sold.

Suddenly, a group of people rushed in front of the booth, vying to buy the pills on the booth.

"No, it's business."

The two of them looked at the popular booth and couldn't help being a little stunned. This group of people appeared too suddenly. It was obvious that the booth that was empty just now was extremely popular.

The two saw Dijiang standing not far from the crowd and walked over to say hello.

I saw that the people who bought the pill from the Zhujiuyin booth all pretended to walk towards Dijiang nonchalantly, and secretly stuffed him one or two bottles of pill.

The two looked at him in surprise, and saw Di Jiang made a silent gesture to them, and both of them knew it.

"Brother Dijiang is really careful. He is afraid that Brother Zhu Jiuyin will be unhappy, so he hired someone to buy pills at his booth."

In a short while, the pill on the stall was sold out.

Dijiang also stored all the pills in his storage ring.

After doing this, he walked to the two of them.

"Jiuying's pill is actually well refined, but the physique of our twelve ancestor witch is different from that of ordinary monks."

Di Jiang explained to the two.