Chapter 315 Frivolous

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"You make a price."

Chu Yanran looked at Xiao Fan indifferently, with a look of superiority on her face, as if she was looking down on an ant.

Xiao Fan sneered in his heart, Chu Yanran's tone was really not ordinary domineering, forcibly buying his own seven-colored dragon-pattern wood seemed to be giving him alms, which made him very unhappy.

"Not for sale!" Xiao Fan said without hesitation, with an indifferent expression on his face.

The crowd looked at Xiao Fan in astonishment, thinking they had heard wrongly.

That's Chu Yanran, the direct descendant of the Chu family, how dare you talk to him like that, isn't it courting death?

"Huh?!" Chu Yanran's eyes were extremely cold, "Do you know who I am?"

"I know, I've heard what you said just now, and he said the same thing just now." Xiao Fan said lightly.

There was a strange look on the faces of the crowd. How dare this kid say that he was ignoring Chu Yanran? Or are you deliberately mocking her?

Yi Yun and Xiang Rong were also slightly surprised. They knew that Xiao Fan always took the soft rather than the tough, but it still depends on the person. Even they should give the Chu family some face.

"Ten million!" Chu Yanran's eyes were getting colder and colder. It was about her brother Chu's frivolity. She couldn't take it lightly, no matter how high the price was.

"Not for sale!" Xiao Fan shook his head lightly, 10 million middle-grade soul stones is not a small amount, but in his heart, no matter how many soul stones there are, they cannot compare to the seven-color dragon pattern wood, because he has already thought of it. The usefulness of colorful dragon pattern wood.

"Twenty million!" Chu Yanran raised the price again.

In her opinion, it is impossible for a monk at the Battle King Realm not to be tempted by the soul stone. Since you do not agree, I will smash the soul stone until you agree.

"It's useless to say more, I won't sell 100 million." Xiao Fan still shook his head, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Two hundred million!" Chu Yanran almost gritted her teeth, didn't you say you wouldn't sell it for one hundred million? I will offer 200 million yuan to see if you sell it or not.

"Hiss!" The crowd gasped and looked at Xiao Fan and Chu Yanran in horror.

200 million middle-grade soul stones, that is equivalent to 20 billion low-grade soul stones, even an ordinary war emperor would not be able to produce so many soul stones.

Isn't it just a piece of colorful dragon pattern wood? 200 million middle-grade soul stones have far exceeded its value.

Many people looked at Xiao Fan with a sneer, this guy was so ignorant that he didn't even give the Chu family face.

Elder Wu looked at Xiao Fan with a sneer, and said coldly in his heart: "Don't you just want the soul stone? The Chu family lacks everything, but not the soul stone. This seven-color dragon pattern wood is still mine in the end!"

However, the fifth elder's smile froze instantly, because Xiao Fan left without looking back, as if he hadn't heard Chu Yanran's words at all.

"Don't be ignorant!" Chu Yanran was also angry, and with a flash of her figure, she instantly blocked Xiao Fan's way!

"I don't know what's good? I don't know what's good if I don't sell my things to your Chu family?" Xiao Fan had a hint of playfulness on his face. , who is ignorant of good and evil?"

A series of rhetorical questions left Chu Yanran speechless. She finally realized that Xiao Fan wasn't intentionally raising the price, but that he really didn't want to sell colorful dragon pattern wood!

In fact, Xiao Fan was still a little worried, for fear that Chu Yanran would recognize him, but now it seems that he was worried too much.

"How on earth do you want to sell colorful dragon pattern wood?" Chu Yanran's words finally softened.

"If you say you won't sell it, you won't sell it." Xiao Fan was still decisive, and thought to himself: "I finally found the materials for refining golden needles, how could I sell them?"

"You!" Chu Yanran was out of breath, her chest heaved and fell, her face was extremely red, tender and tender, as if she could squeeze out water with a light pinch.

"Boy, this colorful dragon pattern wood was originally mine. You spent a hundred middle-grade soul stones to buy it, and I bought it back. It's just a return to the original owner. Two hundred million middle-grade soul stones, what else do you want!" Elder Wu stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said viciously.

"One hundred middle-grade soul stones?" Chu Yanran had the urge to vomit blood when she heard this, and she was extremely annoyed: "Are you Wu Ren a fool? Seven-color dragon pattern wood, you sold one hundred middle-grade soul stones!"

Not only was Xiao Fan not angry, but he said with a smile: "That only shows that you have no eyes. When you receive a hundred middle-grade soul stones, this thing has nothing to do with you. If it's just a piece of waste stone, nothing has been cut. Come out, will you still return me a hundred middle-grade soul stones?"

The crowd couldn't help nodding secretly. The rules of the night market are that one pays the money and the other delivers the goods. Once the money is cleared, the item has nothing to do with the previous owner!

"Yes!" Wu Ren gritted his teeth.

"You've lived a lot of years, you haven't grown any here, and your skin is thicker than a city wall!" Xiao Fan pointed to his head and said.

The crowd also looked at Wu Ren with disdain, this old guy is really not ordinary shameless.

Isn't the word "gambling" the reason why the industry such as stone gambling is so popular?

If the bet fails, will the bet on Shifang still lose money? If the bet has gone up, no one will be stupid enough to pay enough soul stones to Gambling Stone Workshop!

"You dare to scold me!" Wu Ren was furious, his fists clenched.

"So what if I scold you? This is a night market, not a place for you to run wild." Xiao Fan looked very calm, his robes were windless, and his murderous aura quietly rose.

What a frivolous boy!

The pupils of the crowd trembled slightly. How many people in Lihuo City could not bow their knees to the Chu family's despotic power?

"Boy, if you have the guts to go out and fight, I won't be called Wu Ren unless you are skinned and cramped!" Wu Ren's teeth were grinding.

"You are not only heartless, but also unrighteous! Don't you think it is shameless to challenge me to a mid-stage battle king?" Xiao Fan said with a look of disdain.

Wu Ren gritted his teeth in anger, and the crowd almost laughed out loud. Wu Ren's name is also very strange!

"However, since you want to die, so what if I help you?" Xiao Fan said suddenly.

"Little friend Xiao!"

"Brother Xiao!"

Yi Yun and Xiang Rong's expressions changed when they heard the words, although they believed in Xiao Fan's strength, after all, even Tang Mu could kill him.

But Wu Ren is the elder of the Chu family, if he was killed in front of so many people, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of the Chu family?

The surrounding audience also looked at Xiao Fan in astonishment, this kid is not only frivolous, he is simply arrogant and arrogant.

"Haha, okay, boy, you're looking for death yourself, no wonder I!" Wu Ren laughed loudly, with a ferocious smile on his face.

"However, I have one condition." Xiao Fan said with a smile.

"Say something quickly, and fart quickly!" Wu Ren was very impatient, he just wanted to kill Xiao Fan immediately and get the colorful dragon pattern wood.

"I want to make an agreement, don't kill you, and someone blamed me for offending the Chu family, and the eldest lady of the Chu family must sign it in person." Xiao Fan condensedly said.

"Hmph!" Wu Ren sneered, this kid is really not ordinary arrogant, let's see how I kill you later.

Xiao Fan ignored Wu Ren and kept his eyes on Tang Yanran.

"Okay!" Chu Yanran finally nodded, as long as Xiao Fan died, Wu Ren could get the colorful dragon pattern wood, maybe his brother Chu Qingkuang would have it.

Xiao Fan seemed to have been prepared for a long time, took out a few pieces of paper, and began to write in a fluttering manner, the crowd cursed secretly, this kid must have done a lot of such things, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be so proficient.

Seeing this, many people looked forward to it.