Supreme Killer

Chapter 31 Busy Night Market

brothers?

Hearing these two words, the mad wolf trembled violently, staring at Xiao Fan fiercely, and saw that Xiao Fan kept a calm smile.

The eyes are very clear, without any false feelings.

Crazy Wolf also knew that if Xiao Fan wanted to kill him, he wouldn't have to spend so much work.

"I don't deserve to be your brother." Mad Wolf shook his head, his eyes very firm.

Xiao Fan sighed. With the character of a mad wolf, it is impossible to change the things decided, but Xiao Fan still said: "Not a brother, you can still be a friend, I will treat your injury!"

An inexplicable excitement flashed in the eyes of the crazy wolf, and then he bowed slightly: "Thank you, son."

Xiao Fan had no choice but to let the mad wolf go, but added: "My name is Xiao Fan, you can just call my name."

"The name is just a code name. It has no meaning. As long as you cure my injury, you will be my son." The crazy wolf solemnly said.

What Xiao Fan didn't know was that Crazy Wolf did this because he didn't want him to get involved in his own whirlpool. Moreover, future Crazy Wolf would really treat Xiao Fan as a brother who guards life and death.

"Brother Xiao, are you there?" Suddenly, outside the courtyard, a familiar voice came.

The mad wolf quickly restrained his breath and walked into the room. Only then did Xiao Fan push open the door and walk out with Xiaojin. He immediately saw two figures and quickly said, "Elder Xiang, Sanye, what's the matter? "

"Brother Xiao, your prescription is very effective. I went back and soaked for a whole night, and my whole body became more comfortable." Xiang Rong smiled at Xiao Fan and said, without any intention of underestimating Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan was slightly surprised that Xiang Rong didn't even mention the pain of soaking the liquid medicine. He was always a firm man even if he wanted to come.

"Let me see." Xiao Fan walked over, took the pulse of Xiangrong, and smiled for a while: "Congratulations to Lao Xiang, it's faster than I thought. If you continue like this, if you stick to it for another month, I will be able to give You are cured."

"Oh?" Xiang Rongxi smiled, as if he was a few dozen years younger.

"Elder Xiang is here, not just let me take your pulse for you?" Xiao Fan was so shrewd, he could tell at a glance that Xiang Rong's coming here was not just that simple.

"Brother Xiao is really amazing, yes, I am here today to invite Brother Xiao to the night market." Xiang Rong smiled.

"Night market?" Xiao Fan was puzzled. This Lihuo Emperor's Capital is extremely lively and prosperous every day, and there are night markets everywhere, so just go for a stroll.

"Xiao Xiaoyou, the night market in Xiang Laokou is not the one on the street. It is a market held only once a month away from the capital of the Fire Emperor. Everything is sold there, even the people in the inner courtyard of the Battle Spirit Academy. Everyone will come out for a stroll." Yi Yun explained with a smile.

"Oh? Then I just go to see and see." Xiao Fan smiled.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Xiang Rong laughed, and then three people and one beast left the Yunlai Inn, leaving the mad wolf alone in the other courtyard.

Half an hour later, three people and one beast crossed the streets, and an antique street came into Xiao Fan's eyes. It was not so much a street as a garden.

Looking around, an exquisite garden is built with water, carved dragons and painted pillars, pavilions, pavilions, pools and pavilions, rockery, vines and bamboos, just like a beautiful garden landscape painting.

The garden was full of lights and festoons, and it was very lively, crowded with figures and shouts. Xiao Fan was slightly surprised in his heart. It was indeed not an ordinary prosperous city.

"This night market has existed for hundreds of years, and it has changed for several generations, but the night market is still full of flowers." Yi Yun sighed, "Little friend Xiao, if you see something good, say hello to me. You apologize."

"San Ye is serious." Xiao Fan looked flattered.

"And me, as an elder, I should give Brother Xiao a gift." Xiang Rong did not hesitate to say, if Xiao Fan can really cure his illness, let alone a gift, he will not hesitate even if his family is bankrupted. .

Xiao Fan smiled bitterly. Since the hospitality is difficult, it would be too artificial if he refuses, and he said, "Then thank you Sanye and Xiang Lao."

Smiles finally appeared on the faces of Xiang Rong and Yi Yun, a peerless genius, no one would offend, not to mention that this peerless genius was still a noble alchemist.

Three people and one beast wandered around in the garden. Yi Yun and Xiang Rong both explained to Xiao Fan, while pointing out the puzzle.

Fortunately, there is a mixture of fish and dragons, others may not be able to recognize the two, or they will definitely be shocked.

An elder from the outer door of the Yi family, and an elder from the outer courtyard of the Battle Soul Academy, even carefully accompanied a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

"Boss, how do you sell this?" Xiao Fan suddenly squatted down in front of a stall, carefully touching a dark thing.

"This thing is not simple, it's called Black Xuanjin, it was obtained by chance by a war emperor, one hundred thousand soul stones!" The stall owner stretched out **** and crossed the void.

"A hundred thousand lower-grade soul stones?" Xiao Fan asked tentatively?

"Little brother, are you sending a beggar?" The stall owner almost violent.

Just when he was about to scold him, Yi Yun gave a dry cough and said, "I forgot to tell you that the currency here is all medium-grade soul stones."

Xiao Fan smiled awkwardly, but soon recovered his calmness, and said with a smile: "I will give out one hundred thousand lower-grade soul stones."

"You go, can't I just sell it?" The stall owner was furious and began to rush people.

What a joke, one hundred thousand middle-grade soul stones and one hundred thousand lower-grade soul stones are a hundred times worse. Xiao Fan's bargaining is too fierce.

"Boss, don't worry, listen to me to finish." Xiao Fan was not anxious, weighing the black stone in his hand, and said: "The boss should know the characteristics of the sixth-grade black profound gold. It is slightly cold, uniform in color, and hard in texture. ."

"Aren't you nonsense?" The stall owner's eyes flashed, but there was a kind of anxiety deep in his eyes.

"Then you black profound gold, let's not talk about the quality of it, at least, holding it in your hand, there is no chill at all, the boss, feel it yourself." Xiao Fan was not angry, and smiled faintly.

"I've touched this stone hundreds of times, don't I know better than you?" The vendor's eyes dodge a little, but he still gritted his teeth.

"To tell you the truth, a piece of black water gold, if I give out 100,000 lower-grade soul stones, it is considered expensive." Xiao Fan shook his head helplessly, and then threw the black stone on the stall like a trash.

Just as Xiao Fan stood up and was about to leave, the stall owner quickly grabbed Xiao Fan and said, "I'm underestimating my little brother. You can add more, how about two hundred thousand lower-grade soul stones?"

Yi Yun and Xiang Rong looked at the stall owner and Xiao Fan in amazement, is this really just a piece of black water gold?

"Eighty thousand!" Xiao Fan smiled.

"One hundred and fifty thousand! Brother Xiao, you add a little more, add a little more." The stall owner smiled bitterly. It wasn't that he was afraid that the black water gold could not be sold. Who told Xiao Fan to see it.

If Xiao Fan spread the publicity, he wouldn't have to do business in the future.

Xiao Fan smiled and stretched out **** to cross in front of him.

"One hundred thousand is one hundred thousand!" The stall owner gritted his teeth, but had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

"I hope to cooperate next time." Xiao Fan took out a thousand middle-grade soul stones to the stall owner, and directly threw the black stones into the soul ring.

Cooperate next time? The stall owner scolded in his heart, who the **** wants to cooperate with you next time, only one percent of the 100,000 middle-grade soul stones are cut by you.

However, when he recovered, Xiao Fan had already turned and left. Xiang Rong and Yi Yun gave each other a glance and hurriedly followed.