In Ye Mansion, Ye Fan and his family were enjoying a sumptuous dinner. The warm atmosphere made the corners of Ye Fan's eyes moist.
Liu Shuirou didn't know about Ye Fan's assassination, but when she saw the faint scars on Ye Fan's body, her angry eyes fell on Ye Xiaotian from time to time.
Feeling his wife's gaze, Ye Xiaotian didn't dare to look up, so he had to bury his head in his rice bowl, eating a meal like needles on his back.
The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and Ye Fan, who had put on new clothes, ran to the side courtyard as fast as he could, shouting Ye Ling'er's name even though he was still far away.
When Ye Fan entered the side courtyard, he saw Ye Ling'er running towards him with light steps like a butterfly. She even shouted: "Brother Ye Fan, you are finally back." After saying this, Ye Ling'er said
He plunged into Ye Fan's arms. His big eyes stared at Ye Fan, which was really cute.
Gently pinching Ye Ling'er's pink face, Ye Fan also smiled knowingly.
"Ling'er, do you miss brother Ye Fan?"
Hearing this, Ye Ling'er nodded hastily, and her charming appearance made people feel affectionate.
"Let's go, let's take you out of the house to play today."
After Ye Fan finished speaking, Ye Ling'er tilted her little head as if thinking. Then she put her pink fingers to her lips and asked softly: "Where are we going to play?"
The index finger gently scratched Ye Ling'er's small nose, and then flicked it on her smooth pink forehead under the little girl's angry gaze.
"Would you like to go to the trade fair?"
Hearing this, the little girl's eyes lit up, she grabbed Ye Fan's sleeve and said urgently: "Then let's go quickly."
When Ye Fan saw this, he stopped delaying, took Ye Ling'er's little hand and walked out.
The Xuancheng Trading Forum is also the only joint venture between the Liuye and Liuye families. In addition to the popular auction house, there are also a lot of treasures on some street stalls, especially the rare rare items that occasionally appear that no one knows about.
Treasures make this place even more colorful. Of course, there are also some rare treasures that pretend to be covered in dust to deceive people's eyes. As for whether to fish out pearls or sand from the sea, it depends on personal vision and chance.
The trading shop was crowded with people, and Ye Fan pulled Ye Ling'er back and forth among the crowd. Young people are always very curious about new things.
At this time, Ye Fan and Ye Ling'er were standing in front of a stall, listening to the stall owner boasting about the treasures on the stall. Any rare and high-quality exercises, holy elixirs that can change your life, you can get one.
Sky-level skills that are soaring to the sky and so on. After a lot of nonsense, only Ye Fan was left in front of the stall.
Seeing that everyone was gone, the stall owner was also a little unmotivated.
These days, there are so many scammers and there are obviously not enough fools.
"This young master has an excellent talent for skeletal astonishment, and he is destined to be with me. How about I sell this Babel Pestle to the young master at a low price?" The stall owner was also in a hurry and sought medical treatment. He saw Ye Fan dressed in brocade attire.
Then the thought of coaxing the child came up.
Hearing this, Ye Fan felt happy in his heart, but there was no expression on his face at all. He said lightly: "Uncle, what kind of treasure is your Babel Pestle?"
The stall owner was about forty, broad and fat. When he heard that Ye Fan was curious about the Babel Pestle, a pair of mung bean eyes flashed. He hurriedly introduced: "This Babel Pestle is a rare and high-quality weapon, collected from Jiutian Xuantie.
It is made to be indestructible and invincible. If you buy it, you will definitely be able to show great power, and it will be no problem to fight across levels."
Seeing the middle-aged man spitting, Ye Fan showed an innocent expression on his face, scratched his head and asked the middle-aged man: "Uncle, why do I feel that this Babel pestle is the same as the fire stick I use at home?
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Hearing this, the corner of the stall owner's eyes twitched and his expression became a little stiff.
"This little kid's eyesight is quite good. He recognized it as a fire stick at a glance. It seems that he will have to change to a better style stick next time." After thinking about it, he quickly put on a smiling face and said in a friendly tone, "Little
If the young master thinks this Babel Pestle is not good, then it is better to buy this super-class martial arts classic. I think the young master’s aptitude is unparalleled throughout the ages. If he gets this super martial arts book now, he will be even more powerful. In a few years, he will be even more powerful.
Then you will be able to sweep across all directions and meet no opponents."
Hearing this, Ye Fan suppressed his smile. Pretending to be like a curious baby, he tilted his head and asked in an innocent tone: "Then why doesn't uncle practice this martial arts? If you practice, you can travel all over the world and never meet your opponents.
Yet?"
"Uh..." The middle-aged man suffocated and took back the book angrily. Then he noticed the slyness in Ye Fan's eyes, waved his hand and said impatiently: "What do you know, little kid? Just go aside if you don't buy it."
Go ahead and play, don't make trouble here."
After leaving the stall, Ye Fan took Ye Ling'er for a stroll and then went to the door of the auction house. The guard guarding the door was a member of the Ye family. When he saw Ye Fan, he immediately ran forward and greeted: "Young Master wants to buy something."
Just give the instructions from the spirit creature. Why did you come in person?"