Chapter 32： Son, tap

As we all know, most of these ordinary monks are going to be deceived when they go to the stalls.

But the Son of Destiny has luck and luck, and he always looks at things that others don't care about, but there is definitely something in it.

Especially the reaction of the stall owner, if it is too enthusiastic, there is usually nothing good.

The more indifferent, the more compelling it is to produce good products.

Everyone understands these routines, so Ling Xiao seemed so excited.

I just don't know, what good fortune can Ye Fan get here today?

It's a little exciting to think about it.

Before Ling Xiao led Ye Qingchan and the others to the booth, he pretended not to recognize Ye Fan.

Of course, the aura on Ye Fan's body at this time is properly the peak of the virtual spirit, and neither Ye Sheng nor Ye Qingchan will associate it with Ye Fan.

When the latter saw Ling Xiao and others, the breath on his body was obviously suffocated.

"Boss, how do you sell this piece of iron?"

Ye Fan deliberately lowered his voice and picked up a tattered black iron placed on the stall.

Stable!

If ordinary people see this thing, they will most likely think it is a fragment of some spirit treasure, which is of no value at all.

But at this time, Ye Fan was extremely excited.

Another piece!

Prior to this, he had accidentally picked up such a black iron piece, which contained a very old map.

It's just that the map is incomplete, so he likes to visit the squares and auctions of Qingfeng City to try his luck.

Unexpectedly, today, he really ran into him.

Otherwise, it is mysterious and unpredictable to say that luck is.

Nonsense, otherwise how to highlight the protagonist's halo!

Although the map in Ye Dan's hand was incomplete, it was obvious that it was the Northern Wilderness, and the place near the Eastern Wilderness belonged to the Human Race forbidden area.

In places like that, the ancient relics are generally born, containing great fortunes, but also great dangers.

Of course, Ye Fan still tried his best to make his tone sound indifferent at this time.

After all, Ling Xiao is by his side. If he acts too eagerly, he will inevitably not attract others' suspicion.

"One Hundred Spirit Stone."

The old man opened his eyes, took a look at Ye Fan, his eyes stayed on Ling Xiao for a while, and then he said lazily.

"One Hundred Spirit Stone!!"

Ye Fan exclaimed, almost revealing his true voice, quickly coughed twice, and asked in a cold voice, "How is this piece of scrap iron worth a hundred spirit stone?"

"Why do you buy scrap iron? Are you stupid?"

The old man's reason was very strong, and Ye Fan who asked was stunned.

"You! Hmph, I want this piece of iron, but I don't have so many spirit stones on my body. Can I exchange it for something?"

Ye Fan gritted his teeth and took out a jade bottle from Qiankun's bag.

"This is a bottle of Sheng Ling Pill, a second-grade pill, how about replacing you with this broken iron piece?"

"No change, I only need spirit stones."

The old man didn't even look at Ye Fan, but he refused.

"You! My bottle of Sheng Ling Pill, even in the second grade pill, it is the best..."

"Ah, sir, I want your spirit pill, one hundred spirit stone, right?"

Ling Xiao suddenly walked to Ye Fan, took out a bag of spirit stones from his arms, and handed it over.

The second-grade pill is still the best-grade spirit pill, if it is auctioned in an auction house, it is definitely more than one hundred spirit stones.

Of course, what Ling Xiao cares about is naturally not a pill.

He just wanted to help Ye Fan get this iron piece quickly.

Maybe this is the map of the ruins where the good fortune is?

"Thank you."

Ye Fan glanced at Ling Xiao coldly, threw the spirit stone to the old man, took the iron piece and left.

"Able to see Qi technique, can refine alchemy, hide cultivation base, what kind of routine did Ye Fan follow?"

Don't Ling Xiao deliberately glanced at the figure that disappeared into the crowd.

No matter what kind of routine Ye Fan took, he had to think of a way to help him speed up the process.

If it weren't for Ling Xiao's sudden arrival, Ye Fan would definitely have to accumulate a certain amount of strength, and only after face-to-face Ye Family would he go out to experience and seek good luck.

But Ling Xiao obviously didn't have time to wait for him to grow up in this Northern Wilderness.

Therefore, he must think of a way to figure out Ye Fan's hole cards, and give him a little excitement by the way, so that he can set foot on the road to find good luck early.

But what excites him?

Ling Xiao's eyes fell on Ye Sheng, Ye Qingchan and Feng Jiao'er.

From today's lobby, he naturally saw that Ye Fan had a guilty heart for Ye Qingchan.

As Ye Fan's fiancée, Feng Jiao'er must have left scars in his heart.

In this way, it can be used.

"The son?"

Seeing Ling Xiao's gaze and the smirk raised at the corner of his mouth, Ye Qingchan suddenly shook his heart.

The son must be holding back the water again.

"Let's go, go back, Young Master Ye, the pill is given to you."

Ling Xiao ignored Ye Qingchan's suspicion, but led them back to the Ye family.

"Much...thank you son!"

One hundred spirit stones, for Ye Sheng, was a big expense.

Sure enough, as long as you follow Young Master Ling Xiao, you will not only have noodles, but also good luck.

At this time, the things in Zuixianlou had spread throughout Qingfeng City.

The young master of the Huang family, Huang Qi, didn't know good or bad, provoke Young Master Ling Xiao in public, and summoned the ancestor spirit.

As a result, Young Master Ling Xiao was beaten mercilessly.

Not only did the ancestor kneel down and admit his mistake, the entire Huang family turned into nothing overnight.

This is a bolt from the blue for all the forces in the entire Northern Wilderness!

Although they had known for a long time, Young Master Ling Xiao had a mysterious origin and a strong background.

But they never dreamed that the Ling family was so terrifying.

The magnificent power to break through the false realm, turned out to be just a foreign servant of the Ling family!

What a terrifying background this is, even thinking about it makes people feel chilly in the back.

"Master Ling Xiao is back!"

Outside the lobby, there was a sudden cry of exclamation.

Then all the Ye family members swarmed in and bowed to Ling Xiao neatly.

"Respectfully welcome the son."

"Huh? Patriarch Ye, what happened to this?"

Ling Xiao was a little dazed. Why did he come back after a trip, and the Ye Family people's expressions changed when they saw him.

One by one was silent, and didn't dare to let out more of the atmosphere.

"Huh? No, the son can still be...happy when traveling?"

In fact, Ye Liufeng was afraid that Ling Xiao would anger Ye Family. After all, he had helped Prince Xiao Yan to make an appointment with Ling Xiao.

And once this young master of Shengzhou feels dissatisfied... Ye Family must also be unable to escape the end of destruction!

With a monarch like a tiger, Ye Liufeng finally understood these words.

"Happy, of course happy. If Patriarch is fine, please arrange a place to rest for me."

Nonsense, can it be unpleasant?

Ye Fan's good fortune is equivalent to his good fortune.

He had to quickly think of a way to stimulate the Son of Destiny.

"If the son doesn't dislike it, I will send someone to clean up my residence..."

"No, find me a quieter place."

"A cleaner place? Sheng, you take the son to the backyard and let the son choose a yard that he is satisfied with."

Ye Liuyun didn't dare to delay, and quickly ordered Ye Sheng to take Ling Xiao to rest.

When the three Ling Xiao walked into the backyard, they also sent Ye Sheng away.

"My... my son, I think..."

"Go and meet your cousin? Go ahead."

What surprised Ye Qingchan was that Ling Xiao happily agreed to her request.

"My son, I..."

"Why are you still stunned? You brothers and sisters haven't seen each other for a long time. It's time to have a good chat."

Ling Xiao grinned, and although Ye Qingchan was suspicious, he went out obediently.

After Ye Qingchan left, Ling Xiao focused on Feng Jiaoer's body, especially the dark smile on her face, which made the sage of Qianmeizong tremble for no reason.

"My son...please...click..."We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.