soon.

Fang Chong also calmed down the fluctuations on his face, pretending to be caring, and asked, "Then you are not injured, are you?"

Han Lang saw this guy's expression fluctuated and he was completely cold in his heart: 'It seems that my guess is not wrong at all. All of this was done by you boy! In this way, I will not find a wrong partner in the future if I take revenge in the future.'

Han Lang said: "I'm fine."

Fang Chong pretended to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "It's fine!"

He had already taken steps and walked towards the market, "Then there is no need for us to waste time now. We will first complete the tasks arranged by Elder Song."

Han Lang nodded.

The two of them entered the market one after another.

soon!

Fang Chong led Han Lang to a shop called "Baicao Pavilion".

People here recognize Fang Chong.

Seeing him come in, he welcomed him directly into the VIP room inside.

Han Lang wanted to follow in, but Fang Chong said, "Junior brother, please wait outside and I'll talk to the boss!"

Follow immediately.

Fang Chong and the shopkeeper went in together.

Han Lang was left alone outside and stared at the waiter outside.

During this period, Han Lang looked at some more of the spirit grass placed outside.

In the end, I seemed a little bored, so I explained to the waiter, left Baicao Pavilion, and walked towards the depths of the market.

After a while, it was before the small stalls that were deep in the market.

Han Lang was a human being in his two lives, how could he not know the difference between these small stalls and those shops?

These small stalls are the same as the flea market I saw in my previous life!

Just came in.

Han Lang arrived at a stall selling spiritual herbs.

After a rough look, I found that most of the spiritual herbs here were the same as those in Baicao Pavilion, with only a few, not owned by Baicao Pavilion, at least he did not see them.

Han Lang locked the flame-like spirit herb at just a glance and asked, "What is this?"

The boss at the stall is a man who looks less than one or two years older than him, but his cultivation aura is much deeper. Although he does not surpass his true energy, he is not inferior to the level of an ugly man who was killed by him. The boss laughed: "This is the fire cloud pattern, the spiritual herb that contains the most intense flame energy! If you really want it, I will sell it to someone else ten spirit stones at the original price. I will only sell it to you for five spirit stones! How about it!"

This guy wished he could pounce on Han Lang and ate him in one bite.

Seeing him like this, Han Lang took a step forward and said, "Five spiritual stones, you are robbing you! At most one spiritual stone!"

But I didn't expect that the boss suddenly burst into laughter, grabbed Han Lang's wrist, and said in a very friendly manner: "Okay, a piece of spirit stone, just one piece of spirit stone, the deal will be made!"

While talking!

The boss took out a small porcelain bottle, stuffed the fire cloud pattern placed on the goods table, and asked with a smile: "Little brother, should you pay cash or mortgage advance?"

Han Lang was a little curious: "Can you still pay in advance?"

The boss smiled and said, "Of course, if you are a disciple of the Fuhu Sect, if you don't have enough money and food, you only need to leave a token to pick up the goods first and pay the money another day."

Han Lang nodded: "Then I'd better pay cash!"

At this moment, a thought moved, a spirit stone rolled out of his sleeve and fell on the boss's hand.

After receiving the spirit stone, the boss delivered the porcelain bottle to Han Lang: "Little brother, please put it away!"

Han Lang's facial muscles trembled a few times.

For some reason, he suddenly felt like he was deceived.

I feel that the fire cloud pattern sealed in the porcelain bottle is not worth a spirit stone. But now, the money transaction has been completed, and even if he regrets it, he will not succeed.

‘Forget it, fortunately, there are some spirit stones left by that guy! This time I will treat it as a lesson!’

After figuring this out, Han Lang looked at the boss in front of him deeply.

The boss looked calm.

Han Lang withdrew his gaze and turned around and walked inside.

As soon as he left, there was a different luster in the boss's deep gaze, and he murmured to himself: "This kid is so handsome, who's from?"

Several stall owners who also sell spiritual herbs next to them all started talking: "I don't know each other!"

"I just saw that he followed Fang Chong in! Maybe he was a close person to Fang Chong? Even if he was not a close person, he could come out with Fang Chong, but his identity was not that simple. Xiao Zhao, your fire cloud pattern has damaged spirituality and its quality is less than one-tenth of the original one! But you sold him a spirit stone! Hehe, if Fang Chong knew about this, you were afraid that you would not be able to take it."

Zhao Ling's face changed suddenly, but he still stuck his neck and said, "Nonsense! My fire cloud pattern is complete and has no problem at all! Even if Fang Chong is an inner disciple from Fuhu Sect, he can't find out the truth. Besides, the price of a spirit stone just now was not my price, but this kid himself. I have no problem at all!"

The more he said this, the more guilty he felt.

However, from his words, it can also be seen that he was very afraid of the other party.

The bosses at several other stalls nearby all looked weird.

Finally, Zhao Ling sighed: "Oh, I don't know what I ate today. My stomach is still not good. It's getting late now. There is no business anyway, so why not close the stall earlier!"

As soon as the words fell.

This guy's sleeves shook, and he put away all the spiritual herbs on the goods table.

Then the guy's figure shaking, like a jumping ghost, several rising and falling, disappearing without a trace.

Seeing this, everyone else laughed: "I thought this kid was not afraid of heaven and earth! It turns out that there were things he was afraid of!"

"Who made Fang Chong's identity difficult!"

"Yes, there are dozens of inner disciples of Fuhu Sect, but none of them can compare to Fang Chong! Offending him is offending Fuhu Sect's Punishment Hall!"

When they talked about this one by one, they naturally shut their mouths.

At a stall deep in the corner of this area, a man with deep eyes looked at Han Lang wandering in this area, and a touch of unhidden greed evolved.

Of course, Han Lang didn't know about these.

He just walked to this area, and on the other side, there was also a stall selling spiritual herbs, and there happened to be a fire cloud pattern, and asked about the price.

The other party directly bid for fifteen spirit stones, and did not bargain!

Han Lang is not a fool, how could he not see the clues? The two plants are exactly the same and the breath sensing is not much different. One is fifteen spirit stone without bargaining, and the other bids for a spirit stone. The other party wishes to stuff it directly into his arms. The difference between the front and back is compared and it comes out immediately.

Then.

Han Lang looked back at Zhao Ling's stall, but found that the man was gone.
Chapter completed!