"Three thousand."

"make a deal."

The old man was asking for prices all over the place, while Mr. Zhao was bargaining to death.

Mr. Zhao was so decisive that he never thought that the old man could be more decisive than him. He was so decisive that even Zhao Yun was caught off guard.

Give money.

Get the goods.

The transaction was completed happily.

Zhao Yun put away the black ground fire and slipped out of the shop.

Behind him, the old man accepted the money with a smile. He thought it was going to hit his hand, but he didn't expect anyone to buy it.

Three thousand fairy stones.

That’s the price of ground fire.

He has lived for a long time and has only cultivated in the Xuanxian Realm. His experience is really not that good. Even if he is Earth Fire, it is still a branch of Huntian Demon Flame. If he were replaced by Yuhuaxian, he would not sell it for even one million.

"What a blessing."

Mr. Zhao was secretly happy all the way. He bumped into an ignorant shopkeeper, so why not get a bargain! Although the earth fire is not valuable, it still depends on what kind of earth fire it is. I just chatted with Yuhuaxian about the heavenly fire a few days ago, and today I will

If you hit one of its branches and melt it with the demonic flames of Hun Tian, ​​you can accumulate the source of fire.

"It's yours."

Zhao Yun smiled and sent the black earth fire into the eternal world.

The Huntian Demon Flame Thief realized that he swallowed it all in one gulp, and the essence of the source of fire was quite a lot.

"Be honest."

"I don't have a good temper."

Xian Lei and Long Yuan were hanging there, one on the left and the other on the right, like two little gangsters lecturing primary school students. They often did this. In addition to fighting, they usually frightened the Demon Flame.

After returning to Ye's house, Zhao Yun moved out of the alchemy furnace.

After a night's rest, I feel energetic and have enough alchemy materials to start a big fight.

Soon, I smelled the strong fragrance of red pepper.

When many children of the Ye family passed by the small garden, they subconsciously stopped and gathered together to smell the fragrance of red pepper.

Night falls quietly.

The small garden was quiet, except for Zhao Yun, who was alone there refining elixirs.

As for the troublemakers, they went to drink flower wine together, and even dragged Jiang Yuling along. Mr. Zhao could imagine the scene. A bald old man with two children and a little girl, how eye-catching it would be.

Qing Lou Lao Bustard would probably be stunned for a while.

Wait for the beating!

This is Zhao Yun's inner voice.

When Yuhuaxian and Jiang Wentian come back, it would be weird if they don't beat them up.

Suddenly, there was a touch of feminine fragrance, and Ye Lan walked into the small garden.

"I'm out of seclusion." Zhao Yun smiled.

"I've been in seclusion for too long." Ye Lan smiled sweetly and looked at Zhao Yun with a strange look. He had probably heard about Zhao Yun's glorious deeds. The ruins of the sky survived two calamities together, provoked the laws of the six gods, and later used thunder to make a big fuss.

In the Holy Fire Palace, she couldn't believe that a mysterious immortal could be so defiant.

She is watching.

Zhao Yun is watching too.

The difference was that Zhao Yun looked at Ye Lan with an extremely penetrating gaze. His eyes were narrowed into a thin line. As he watched, he even opened his fairy eyes. Both his left and right eyes shone with a mysterious light.

"Where did the blood mark come from?" Zhao Yun frowned slightly.

That's right, there is a strange blood mark hidden in Ye Lan's body.

If he didn't have a good fairy eye, he wouldn't be able to see the clues.

This is strange.

Who gave her the blood curse?

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Chapter completed!