The middle-aged Dao Gu only showed it in front of him, then pinched this animal skin and said: "This is what Poor Dao got from an ancient tomb, and there is no one who knows the goods so far. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Hey, Fairy Aunt, I'm afraid you don't even know what it is, and you dare to exchange it for the ghost market?" a robed man grinned.

"Hmph, all plants and trees in the world have value in existence, and the poor Dao believes that there are people who know the goods!" The middle-aged Dao Gu shook off the dust, firmly believing that her own things could be sold.

Ye Fan smiled, "That's right, this fellow Daoist, how about I exchange the sword just now for your animal skin?"

When he opened his mouth, everyone was stunned, what special use is this animal skin? Just now, the sword spectrum of the sword gate could not be exchanged for his sword, could it be that this animal skin is more valuable than the sword spectrum?

"It's not proper, Poor Dao is not good at using swords, you can pay!" The middle-aged Dao Gu politely rejected his proposal, although the sword was good, but it was useless for her to take it, and she had to get rid of it again, so it was better to exchange it directly.

"It's fine. Ye Fan nodded and smiled: "Fifty million, what do you think?"

"Deal!" Dao Gu nodded decisively, a piece of rags that had been backlogged in her hands for many years could be sold for 50 million, either she met a fool, or she met the main owner, no matter what he was, he would get the money first.

Just now, the black-faced man's eyes turned red, and he threatened to shout: "What kind of world! A piece of broken animal skin can be sold for 50 million, and no one wants Lao Tzu's top-level sword book! Everyone here is blind?"

Ye Fan frowned, and replied to him coldly: "Top sword spectrum? Maybe in your eyes, but in my opinion, your sword spectrum is rubbish." I want to sell garbage at a high price, isn't it crazy to think about money!"

"You!" The black-faced man choked again, sat down angrily, his face had turned purple, if it weren't for the unfathomable strength of Ye Fan, maybe he would have done it directly.

At the moment, he could only swallow this sullen breath and wait for the opportunity, but his heart was already full of anger, and he hated to tear this person apart.

After the transaction between Ye Fan and the middle-aged Dao Gu was completed, many people made up their minds, why bother to wait until the ghost market opened?

Yin Qi saw that Ye Fan had made three transactions in a row, and her heart was even more determined to cling to this big tree, before she was still thinking about whether to sell the Jiao Bao to him, but now she has another plan.

"Little brother, the old man has something here, I don't know what you think?" An old man with a long beard showed the treasure he was carrying, opened a jade box, and on the gold velvet cushion inside, a dark green triangular spar lay quietly.

With just one glance, a smile appeared in Ye Fan's eyes, "Are you selling or exchanging?"

"Change. The long-bearded old man closed the lid of the box, stared at him deeply and said, "If you have a Soul Fixing Pill, the old man will exchange this thing with you." ”

"Soul Fixing Pill?" Ye Fan showed a cautious look, this old man didn't seem to have a high strength, how did he know about the Soul Fixing Pill?

"Yes, the old man was entrusted to look for the Soul Fixing Pill, little brother, do you have this kind of elixir?" The old man looked calm, and he had no intention of hiding the inside story.

"Soul Fixing Pill...... Soul fixing

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