"We, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, are the bodies of demon gods. The elixirs we use will only cause death if the body is exploded due to the strong potency of the elixirs we use. Therefore, every time Jiuyin comes to set up a stall, no one visits the stall."
Looking at the considerate Di Jiang, Ye Fan smiled.
"Lord Dijiang cares about Lord Zhu Jiuyin very much."
Di Jiang also laughed.
"We grew up together and are brothers. How could I make him sad."
As he said that, Ye Fan suddenly remembered that the bottles of pills that Di Jiang gave him during the day seemed to have been made by Zhu Jiuyin, and his expression suddenly became strange.
Seeing his strange expression, Di Jiang also remembered it and hurriedly explained.
"The bottles I gave you during the day are Jiuyin's hand-training products. The potency is only half of the elixirs we take. Humans can also take them. You don't have to worry. However, these hand-training products are never sold by Jiuyin.
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After hearing Di Jiang's explanation, Ye Fan suddenly realized.
Ye Fan and Di Jiang chatted for a few more words, then stood up and walked around again, purchasing two magic weapons for Nan Yu that would help break through.
"Ye Fan, I wonder if you gained anything from today's trade fair?"
The trade fair was coming to an end, and many people who came to trade had dispersed. Di Jiang planned to leave after Zhu Jiuyin closed the stall, but Zhu Jiuyin was guarding an empty stall with no intention of closing it.
When he was bored waiting, Di Jiang happened to see Ye Fan and Ye Fan who were about to leave, and walked over to say hello.
"The harvest is good, and I have to thank Mr. Dijiang that I can have such a harvest tonight."
Ye Fan said with a smile.
Just the three treasures he bought from the sloppy boss made his trip worthwhile.
"By the way, Mr. Teijian, I wonder who the sloppy boss in the corner of the trade fair is?"
Ye Fa asked.
Although most of his stalls are made of scrap metal, there are such good treasures among them, and there are more than one. This is worth pondering.
"Is this the person you're talking about?"
Di Jiang listened to his words and thought for a moment. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he pointed at a person and said.
"Exactly that person!"
Ye Fan looked in the direction he pointed, and it was the sloppy boss.
"Is it possible that you were also tricked by him?"
Di Jiang looked at Ye Fan with a narrow face.
"Don't worry, I'll help you get your money back."
Before Ye Fan could say anything, Di Jiang walked towards the sloppy boss.
"Taotie, are you using your pile of junk to defraud people again?"
Di Jiang walked towards Taotie aggressively, and he glanced at Di Jiang lazily and said.
"Trading is risky. I've told those people a long time ago. The treasure I have there is a medium-grade spiritual stone. It's not a loss. They didn't pick it. What does their bad luck have to do with me?"
After saying that, he ignored Lijiang and walked outside the trade fair.
"Stop, I don't care if you cheat others, but you can't cheat my brother!"
Di Jiang stopped him again.
"Your brother? Apart from you and Zhu Jiuyin, I have never seen any of the twelve ancestral witches today. Why did I try to trick your brother?"
When Taotie saw Ye Fan, the impatience on his face disappeared a little.
"Di Jiang, you are going too far. You little brother picked out three spiritual weapons from my stall. Which one is worth no more than a medium-grade spiritual stone? It's obvious that I lost money, but you still dare to say that