Urban Madness

"Our twelve ancestor witches are the body of the demon god. The pill used by mortals will only die if the medicine is too strong and explode. So every time Jiuyin comes to set up a stall, no one patronizes the stall.

Looking at the caring Dijiang, Ye Fan smiled.

"Master Dijiang cares about Master Zhu Jiuyin."

Di Jiang also laughed.

"We grew up together, and we love brothers and sisters, how can I make him sad."

With that said, Ye Fan suddenly remembered that the bottles of pills that Di Jiang had given him during the day seemed to be from the hands of Zhu Jiuyin, and his complexion suddenly became weird.

Seeing his weird expression, Di Jiang also remembered and hurriedly explained.

"The bottles that I gave you today during the day are Jiuyin's hand practice. The medicinal power is only half of the pill that we take, and humans can also take it. You don't have to worry, but these hand-practice Jiuyin is never sold. "

Hearing Di Jiang's explanation, Ye Fan suddenly realized.

Ye Fan and Di Jiang talked a few more words, then got up and turned around, buying two magical weapons for Nan Yu that were conducive to breakthrough.

"Ye Fan, I wonder if you can gain something from today's trade fair?"

The trade fair was nearing its end, and many people who came to trade had dispersed. Di Jiang planned to leave after Zhu Jiu Yin closed the stall, but Zhu Jiu Yin guarded an empty stall and had no intention of closing the stall at all.

When the waiting was boring, Dijiang happened to see Ye Fan who were about to leave, and walked over to greet him.

"It's a good harvest. I would also like to thank Master Dijiang, I can have such a harvest tonight."

Ye Fan said with a smile.

The three treasures he bought from the sloppy boss had already made him a worthwhile trip.

"By the way, Lord Dijiang, who is the sloppy boss in the corner of the trade fair?"

Ye Fa asked.

Although most of his stalls are broken copper and iron, there are such good treasures among them, and there is more than one, which is worth thinking about.

"But that person you are talking about?"

Di Jiang listened to his words and thought for a while, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he pointed to a person and said.

"It's that person!"

Ye Fan looked in the direction he was pointing, and it was the sloppy boss.

"Could it be that you were also pitted by him?"

Di Jiang looked at Ye Fan narrowly.

"Don't worry, I will help you get the money back."

Before Ye Fan could speak, Di Jiang walked towards the sloppy boss.

"Got, are you taking your tattered money again?"

Di Jiang walked toward Taotie aggressively, only to see him lazily cast a glance at Di Jiang.

"Trading is risky. I told those people a long time ago. My treasure, a middle-grade spirit stone, is not a loss. They didn't pick it. What does their bad luck have to do with me?"

After speaking, he stopped paying attention to Lijiang and walked outside the fair.

"Stop, I don't care if you cheat others, but you can't cheat my brother!"

Di Jiang stopped him again.

"Your brother? Apart from you and Zhu Jiuyin, I have never seen any of the twelve ancestor witches today. Why did you cheat your brother?"

There was an impatient color on the gluttonous face.

"Don't stand in my way, I'm hungry. Going to eat?"

Seeing this, Ye Fan ran over quickly.

"Master Dijiang, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

When Taotie saw Ye Fan, the impatience on his face disappeared.

"Dijiang, you're going too far. Your little brother picked three spiritual artifacts from my booth. Which one is not worth more than a middle-grade spiritual stone? It's obviously that I am losing, and you dare to say I cheated him?"

Hearing this, Di Jiang's face became stiff.