Chapter 314: Treasure dispute

Chapter Three and Four
As the colorful glow in Xiao Fan's hands bloomed, the eyes of the crowd were instantly attracted by the light! .
The colorful glow of the Xia light flashed, brilliant and dazzling, stabbing people to open their eyes, setting off Xiao Fan's transcendence, and then, a faint fragrance diffused.
"This?" The colorful glow disappeared in a flash, but the eyes of the crowd stared at Xiao Fan's left hand in horror, unable to move any more.
The nearest Yi Yun was even more dumbfounded, staring at Xiao Fan's palm in horror.
In Xiao Fan's hand, there was a colorful stone lying quietly. Although it was not as big as a palm, it exuded majestic vitality, like a terrifying beast hung in it.
The most surprising thing is that on the colorful stones, there are still mysterious lines, like small dragons.
"Colorful dragon-grain wood! It turned out to be a colorful dragon-grain wood, a priceless treasure!" I don't know who it is, shaking in exclamation.
Those who had satirized Xiao Fan before were even more dumbfounded, feeling a burning pain on their faces.
In their eyes, a piece of waste material, unexpectedly cut out a colorful dragon wood!
The colorful dragon-grain wood itself is not very high grade, but is equivalent to the eighth-grade refining material, but it can also be used as medicine. It is an auxiliary medicine for refining many pills. It is also rare to see the entire Lihuo Emperor.
According to rumors, the colorful dragon-grain wood is the place where the dragons inhabit, and the upper part is more or less contaminated with the breath of the dragon. Therefore, the colorful dragon-grain wood is called a priceless treasure.
In today's world, the dragon is invisible, and the colorful dragon wood is extremely rare.
"This is mine!" A roar sounded, and a figure whizzed towards Xiao Fan, taking the colorful dragon wood in his hand.
"Looking for death!" Xiao Fan's eyes were extremely cold, and he quickly put the colorful dragon-pattern wood into the soul ring. He felt a little regretful in his heart. He had known that he wouldn't be here to solve the stone.
"presumptuous!"
Before Xiao Fan could make a move, an angry shout came out, only to see a figure in front of him, and patted the figure with a palm.
boom! The person who wanted to the colorful dragon-grain wood from Xiao Fan's hand flew out, with blood spurting in his mouth, and it slammed on the ground fiercely.
"Dare to be wild here, are you just a decoration for Wenmou?" Xiao Fan came back to his senses, but found that the owner of Wenfang was turning his back to him, coldly looking at the opposite person, who was a skinny old man in black.
Xiao Fan also finally recognized the identity of the skinny old man. It was the monk who had just solved the star blue. Yi Yun spent a hundred middle-grade soul stones from him to buy this piece of gravel.
"That piece of gravel belongs to me!" The skinny old man stood up hard from the ground and roared.
"You have sold me a hundred soul stones just now, but with so many eyes to see, why is it yours?" Yi Yun stood beside Xiao Fan, the aura of the battle emperor realm revealed undoubtedly, looking coldly. At the skinny old man.
A hundred soul stones? Hearing this, the crowd almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. One hundred middle-grade soul stones sold the colorful dragon wood?
It's really not an ordinary prodigal, no wonder he is so angry.
Many people couldn't help looking at Xiao Fan, secretly sighing that this kid was very lucky. He untied a piece of gravel and cut out a colorful dragon wood.
"A hundred soul stones want to buy colorful dragon-grain wood, do you really think I'm stupid?" The skinny old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with no step.
"If you don't understand the rules of the night market, don't be embarrassed by coming here." Wen Fang said coldly.
"Do you know who I am?" The skinny old man threatened unwillingly.
"No matter who you are, even if you are here, you must abide by the rules here and get out of the night market. Otherwise, don't blame Wenmou's subordinates for being ruthless." The host of Wenfang had a cold face and a very domineering tone.
The crowd looked at the skinny old man with a gleeful look, just as the master of the article said, no matter who you are, you must follow the rules when you come here.
Once the rules are broken, the night market does not need to exist.
Many people know that the three major chambers of commerce stand behind the night market. Even in the eyes of the emperor, the three major chambers of commerce are behemoths.
Who dares to make trouble here, there is only one dead end!
"I am the seventh-rank alchemist invited by the Chu family." The skinny old man said with a sullen face.
"Chu family?" Wenfang's master didn't change his expression, and there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.
"Elder Wu!" At this moment, a yellow oriole-like voice sounded, and a woman in black dress came from the crowd, and the cultivators around quickly made a way.
"It's Miss Chu Chu Yanran! Is this old fellow really the pharmacist invited by the Chu family?"
"Seven-rank pharmacist, even the Chu family must treat him respectfully. No wonder he is so arrogant. That kid is miserable. Maybe he can't help him in the night market. Once he leaves the night market, the Chu family has a hundred ways to make him die. "
"Hey, everyone is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crimes. No matter how good things are, what is the use of them without sufficient protection."
The crowd whispered, looking at Xiao Fan as if looking at a dead person.
Xiao Fan's expression was very calm. When he saw the woman in the black dress, an uncomfortable flashed deep in his eyes. He naturally recognized the woman in the black dress at a glance. Wasn't it the woman who used the bones and souls in the boundless valley at that time? !
If it hadn't been for the strange abilities of the white stone and ghost war soul, Xiao Fan would have died in the boundless valley.
This woman is gentle and approachable on the surface, but her heart is not ordinary, she deserves to be a child of a big family.
"Miss, you have to be the master of the old, my colorful dragon-grain wood was snatched by him!" Seeing Chu Yanran, the skinny old man Wu suddenly burst into tears, and the wicked complained first.
Hearing Elder Wu's words, Chu Yanran looked cold, and stared at Xiao Fan with cold eyes: "Give things to Elder Wu, stop this matter!"
Xiao Fan sneered and said nothing. What a domineering Chu family, regardless of the reason, he believed that he had robbed something. It was ridiculous!
Many monks in the crowd dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, but they could only assume that they had not heard anything.
"Miss Chu, Brother Xiao didn't grab anything, it's just that your parents, Chu, have always planted the blame." Xiang Rong quickly walked to Xiao Fan's side, which made Xiao Fan's heart warm.
"Really?" A cold light flashed in Chu Yanran's eyes. Obviously, she recognized Xiang Rong and it was not easy to blame. Otherwise, if a stranger dared to contradict her, she would have already scolded!
Then he looked at Elder Wu who was injured on the ground, then glanced around and said: "Then why is Elder Wu injured?"
"I was injured. Some people want to break the rules of the night market." The host of Wenfang said lightly. He didn't care about Miss Chu at all.
Xiao Fan's heart was slightly condensed, it seemed that the identity of the master of Wenfang was not simple, and he dared to ignore Chu Yanran.
Chu Yanran looked embarrassed for a while, and when she saw the eyes of the people around, she probably understood what was going on.
"Miss, that kid used the gravel I bought to cut out the colorful dragon-patterned wood. With this colorful dragon-patterned wood, he can heal the old man’s injury by 20% more confidently." Elder Wu knew he was at a loss, and It's not good to continue entanglement.
However, he didn't want to miss the colorful dragon wood, this thing fell in the hands of a kid, just a violent thing!
"Oh?" Chu Yanran's eyes lit up when she heard Elder Wu's words, and she turned to look at Xiao Fan again.