"God, what do you want?

As long as our Jiuying clan has something, we shall be satisfied! "

Ye Fan said, "I'm here this time to buy Phoenix Yuanji Pill. You can find me a thousand, or the corresponding materials and crystal coins."

"what!?"

"A thousand Phoenix Yuanji Pills?"

The people in Jiujia are almost crying.

"God, even if the entire Yuanze Ghost Market is turned upside down, you can't find a thousand Yuanji Pills!"

"Although this kind of elixir is the best, but because it is not practical, it is mostly used purely for collection, and the output is low, and there are not many circulated on the market."

"I'm afraid the entire Yuanzawa Ghost Market will be less than a hundred!"

Jiuquduan said with a sad face.

"Then discount it."

Ye Fan Shi Shiran sat on a chair and said unceremoniously.

"This... one Yuanji Pill, at around 500,000 crystal coins, if you buy in large quantities, it will definitely increase its value..." "Even if it is one hundred, it will cost about 60 million crystal coins, one thousand is six Billion... How can we have so many coins?

! "

"How much can you take out now?"

Jiu Qufeng whispered: "We...for the time being can collect 50 million worth of property..." "Bring it!"

Ye Fan stretched out his hand.

As soon as Jiuqufeng collected the belongings from the various peoples, he handed it over in pain.

Ye Fan looked at the storage bag, full of more than 20 million crystal coins, a lot of spiritual materials, and he was happy.

The ghost market is really a good place, and the law of the jungle can be fully implemented.

Perhaps, I was wrong at the beginning.

I don’t have so much time to make money and accumulate wealth.

When he gets enough resources, I don't know the year of the monkey, there are still a lot of things waiting for him to solve.

You should think of a way to let the wealth and resources come to you... A new development route quickly emerged in Ye Fan's mind... Ye Fan couldn't help but smile.

"This is only fifty million, and five hundred and fifty million left?"

"what!?"

Jiu Lingjun couldn't help exclaiming: "You want more?"

Ye Fan's eyes were cold: "Why, you can't afford it?"

After being questioned by Ye Fan, the members of the Jiu Family kowtow again and again.

"Give it! We give it! We are bankrupt, and we are trying to collect 600 million yuan!"

"Give you one day, I am here, waiting for your good news."

Jiuqu gritted his teeth and had to agree.

The group then hurried out to find a way to raise money.

Ye Fan sat in the courtyard, picked up the spirit fruit on the table, and ate it leisurely.

"You still want to eat?

If you let them out, you will definitely find a helper. If you are really a fool of Jiuying, will you give you 600 million for nothing? "

Bai Qianluo couldn't help but worry.

"What if they are really stupid?"

Ye Fan said with a smile.

"I really don't understand you. In the sword pavilion, whoever bullied you was silent."

"How come it's all of a sudden, it's like eating Beast Powder, so angry."

Bai Qianluo sat aside, with a beautiful and charming face, full of doubts.

"It depends on whether it is necessary to lose your temper."

"You got angry with a few flies and killed them. There is also a pile of flies on your hands."

"But you have a temper with the beast. Animal skins and meat are all good things."

Ye Fan finished speaking with a smile, lying on the chair and taking a nap.

Jiuying was suffering, and it was noisy outside.

When Jiuhengshan died, many industries under the Jiuying clan were panic.

In Yuanze Ghost City, the story of the Shenlong deity began to spread wildly.

As a result, there were a large number of monks walking back and forth outside the courtyard, and they wanted to watch the developments.

An hour later.

From the direction of the backyard, a woman suddenly ran over.

The woman was wearing an emerald green off-shoulder silk dress, with a bright and attractive appearance, pink neck and jade muscle, and she was pitiful.

Several guards from the Jiuying clan watched her run over and tried to stop her.

"You get out! Get out! I want to see the gods!!"

One of the guards was furious: "Bitch! Is the **** the one you want to see?"

With that, he overthrew the woman to the ground with one foot.

"Let her come over!"

Upon seeing this, Bai Qianluo got up and shouted dissatisfiedly.

When the guard heard this, he quickly moved away.

Only then did the girl in the green skirt crawl and ran before the two.

"Thank you girl!"

"Who are you, what's the matter?"

Bai Qianluo asked.

"The little daughter-in-law Liu Yiyi is the youngest daughter of Yuanze Sang-yiu, and now she is the maid of the house..." "Sang-yiu?"

Bai Qianluo said in surprise: "I remember, isn't the Xiangliu clan also a major force in Yuanze Ghost Market?

Even if it is a concubine, how can you be a maid here? "

"Yiyi's mother was killed by the stick for offending Madam Dafang..." "Dafang sold Yiyi to the slave market, and it was Jiu Lingjun who bought me back."

"I wanted to be a maid in the house, but I couldn't comply, so Jiu Lingjun demoted me to the laundry room..." Xiang Liu Yiyi said, eyes red.

Bai Qianluo couldn't help feeling sympathetic when she heard this.

Bai Qianluo knows the feeling of being bullied by the aunt and being bullied by the little girl.

This elder Liu Yiyi has only the cultivation base of the pill formation. In this kind of place, it is really no different from a mortal.

"What can you do with the gods?"

Xiang Liu Yiyi looked at Ye Fan.

"The god, Yiyi knows that Jiuying has a secret vault, which is isolated with special materials, so the divine consciousness cannot perceive it."

"In fact, Jiuying's family has made money in Yuanze Ghost Market for a long time, and 600 million can definitely be obtained!"

"They are delaying time deliberately, and now they have gone to the rescuers for help!"

Ye Fan glanced at Xiang Liu Yiyi thoughtfully.

"Why are you telling me this?"

Xiang Liu Yiyi suddenly gritted his teeth, stood up, and tore off his collar... "This is?

..." Bai Qianluo's eyes were red, full of anger.

Ye Fan couldn't help frowning.

In front of this Xiang Liu Yiyi, there is a hideous jagged knife scar?

It stands to reason that in the realm of shaping the spirit, the wound should heal.

This kind of obvious scar should be cut open frequently, resulting in messy energy remaining inside, which is difficult to heal completely.

"Jiu Lingjun is a pervert... He likes to abuse me..." "If I don't follow him, he will cut me with a knife..." Xiang Liu Yiyi choked up, "He hangs me up to torture me every few days. Cut open the wound..." "For more than a year, I'm not as good as dead..." "I told the gods this, just want the gods to help me leave Jiuying's house."

Bai Qianluo hurried up and closed Yiyi's clothes.

"Don't worry, we will take you away."

"Unexpectedly, the Nine Lingjun would kill the beasts outside to show their majesty, behind these beasts."

Xiang Liu Yiyi sneered: "He likes to be praised, likes to be pushy, and has strong self-esteem, so I rejected him and he tortured me like this."

At this moment, there was a commotion outside.

"Bitch! Do you dare to speak ill of this young master behind your back?"

"If this young master hadn't bought you back, you would have been sold to the Red Chamber!"

Jiuquduan, Jiuqufeng and Jiulingjun came back from the outside in a swagger.

Together, there are two middle-aged men who seem to have advanced cultivation.