Grasping Evil

Ning Fan Yi Yi, this embarrassing old man, a strong momentum, was a real blame!

It’s just from this person’s words that before this person was hiding here, he was not malicious at all, just sleeping here.

Think about it as well.

Ning Fan transferred from the fourth floor to the fifth floor. The landing point is random. How can someone hide and ambush in advance?

This old man, just sleeping here in stealth, nothing more, simply did not attack Ning Fan.

It is strange to blame the place where the old man sleeps is not very good, but he chose to land in Ningfan.

Which monk has just arrived at a certain place, suddenly found that there are masters hiding behind, are to be nervous.

Ning Fan did not directly die to the old man, but forced the old man to stealth, already giving face.

"Why ask the blame, why will it appear in the fifth floor of the Reta... According to the red intelligence, and the memory of the four-tiered Lord, the first ten layers of the Reta, there should be no doubts. This old man is from ten The master of the lower bound above the layer? He is called Lei eleven..."

Ning Fan thought about one side, while urging Lei Xing Lei Tu, at any time to guard against the old man's attack.

A vague blame can match a few voyeurs.

Even though Ning Fan has three voyeurs in his hand, he has no chance of winning on the opposite side, and at most he hides himself with his cloak.

Unexpectedly, although the old man was disturbed by Ning Fan and had a lot of resentment, but after he took a deep look at Ning Fan, he immediately dismissed all the murder.

Ning Fan observes the old man, and the old man is also observing Ning Fan.

From the star of Ning Fan, he noticed a sense of danger. He didn't know that it was Taisu Leixing, but he knew that the star had almost restrained restraint.

The old man’s eyes turned and he saw that Ning Fan was very powerful. I didn't want to be enemies with Ning Fan anymore.

Cracked open mouth, revealing a yellow tooth, the old man laughed quite awkwardly, but first stepped to Ning Fan,

"Little friends, not weak? Oh, you are the necromancer from the next four floors? Laofulei eleven, from the eleventh floor, how about making a friend?"

"Eleventh floor!" Ning Fan's eyes are slightly condensed. This old man, really is a master from the top ten.

This person has the anger first, after exploring himself, but he is smiling and angry, I am afraid it was shocked by myself.

This person is a bit powerful. Since he has no intention to shoot, Ning Fan will not take the initiative to attack a medium of refining. trouble making.

As for the proposal of the old man to make friends...

Ning Fan is undecided, holding a fist,

"Farewell!"

A good speech was actually to leave and leave.

Ning Fan has no plans to make friends with the old. He came here only for Lei Ye, and he did not want to cause more trouble.

"You are collecting Wujin bamboo leaves?" The old man suddenly blinked his eyes, dissipating all the wretched colors and playing with the taste.

"..." Ning Fan did not answer, but his eyes were once again condensed, secretly surprised. How does the old man know that he is collecting Wujin bamboo leaves!

"You don't have to be nervous. The old man just smells a little bamboo leaf from you. It's a little speculation. Hey, the old man's nose has always been very good...and the old man not only smelled the bamboo leaves, eh? He also smelled the taste of Lei Yu. 156 pieces No. It is 157 silver jade! There are 4 of them, almost reaching the standard of gold jade... Xiaoyou, you are very rich, hehe."

When I mentioned the word of money, the old man suddenly looked hot.

"I don't understand what you mean!" Ning Fan's tone is cold, and his heart is a little surprised. This old man is a good means, even how many silver jade he can smell.

"Lei Yu, is the treasure of the death of the dead spirit, is also the currency of more than ten layers. Among the eleventh floor. Can have 100 silver jade, no one is a master of refining. Seeing the expression of Xiaoyou, it seems that I have not heard Is Lei Yu the upper currency?” The old man was a little surprised.

"I came to the fifth floor for the first time."

"No wonder it is no wonder, it turns out that, huh, huh, huh..." The old man squatted. The mind is flying.

He saw that Ning Fan was half-step revival, but he only regarded Ning Fan as a dead spirit.

Naturally, I don’t understand, as a **** of death, with 157 pieces of silver jade, why not devour it.

For the dead, 157 silver jade, but extremely large mana.

Or is it that Ning Fan has no intention of engulfing silver jade, just using silver jade as a currency?

However, Ning Fan has not been to the top ten, and I do not know the rules of the upper layer. This is very strange.

The old man is more and more puzzled, but he no longer thinks about these details.

At this moment, he has only one thought.

Ning Fan's ‘money’ is quite a lot, with a total of 157 silver jade, and the strength is good.

Ning Fan, can become one of his Lei 11 customers!

Lei eleven is a businessman, a businessman who walks on the eleventh floor.

What he is most passionate about is the useless garbage in the upper layer, which is exchanged for Lei Yu from the lower level master.

Of course, buying and selling is also subject to the object.

If Ning Fan is weaker, Lei 11 can kill people directly, why do they have to buy and sell?

However, Ning Fan can shake out his invisibility, can give him a sense of danger, so that Thunder eleven is quite jealous, there is no such thing as a small vision of Ning Fan.

In this way, it is still a legitimate point of purchase and sale, it is best not to be an enemy of Ning Fan.

"Oh, old husband Lei eleven, how do you call a small friend?"

"Zhou Ming."

"It turned out to be Zhou Xiaoyou, disrespectful and disrespectful. Xiaoyou has a lot of money, is there any interest in buying something? I am a businessman, there are many good things on the body, all from the eleventh floor, maybe there is What little friends need!"

"Buy your stuff? What do you have?"

Ning Fan gave a slight glimpse, and he killed the spirit and obtained a lot of Lei Yu, but these Lei Yu had no use for him.

Can Lei Yan, who has no use for him, buy anything? That would be great.

At the sight of Ning Fan’s intention, Lei eleven immediately showed a smile of greed, he knew that business was on the door.

Unpack the storage bag and take out a piece of groceries, including magic weapons, medicinal herbs, and exercises.

The Necromancer itself is not a refining device or an alchemy. These medicinal herbs are all dead.

Most of the magic weapons are incomplete and the power is greatly damaged. Many drugs have expired and the drug power has been lost.

But for the dead, these things are extremely scarce and extremely precious.

Especially the practice method is even more precious.

For the low-level necromancer, a good step. It is entirely expected that they will break through the high level.

It is a pity that these things can't enter the eyes of Ning Fan.

He is not a dead spirit, but a normal monk. He does not need some smashing exercises, ruined magic weapons, and expired medicinal herbs.

Seeing Ning Fan's eyes swept through the medicinal herbs and magic weapons, there was no nostalgia. Lei eleven eyes were slightly surprised, surprised and admired.

Even these good things can't be seen. Ning Fan’s vision is really high, and he is not allowed to be an expert!

Lei eleven secretly thought, if Ning Fan is a connoisseur, then he said that he must not sell some good things to Ning Fan.

The idea has just risen, but he has almost not been killed by Ning Fan.

"Oh? Do you still have a thunder of the gods?"

Ning Fan's eyes brightened, and he saw dozens of seals of the Yuanshen Leiguang from a jade box.

These yuan mines. But the good thing to cultivate Yuan Lei's armor!

"Oh, Yuan Lei certainly has...you look at this?"

Lei eleven eyes reveal the weird color, faint, and a touch of contempt.

What **** expert, do not understand the goods at all, do not look at the magic weapon, but look at the garbage of Yuan Lei, what is this shit?

In Lei’s eleven eyes, the thunder of the gods is rubbish. Red fruit rubbish.

Because the identity of the dead is special, it is impossible to devour Yuan Lei. In general, only a few dead spirits who practice the unconventional practice can use Yuan Lei.

In addition to this use, Yuan Lei has only one extremely ribbed use.

If you pay a big price, the Necromancer can extract a trace of Necrotic power from Yuan Lei. It is swallowed up, but this deadly force is only one hundredth of a Thunder.

At a great price, one percent of Lei Yu Lei Li is actually worth a loss. No one will do this stupid thing.

Therefore, for the dead spirit, Yuan Lei is rubbish.

Ning Fan looked at the **** and wanted to buy rubbish. Lei eleven was a small cockroach.

"How to sell Yuan Lei?"

"Three Dao Lei, only sell one silver jade!" Lei eleven in the heart. The face has a bold, generous smile.

Three pieces of garbage sold a silver jade, which is considered to be a high price.

And Lei eleven decided, Ning Fan is a rookie who has never seen the world, it is easy to pit.

"Three Lei and a jade?" Ning Fan was slightly surprised.

Killing a **** of death, you can get a Yuan Lei, a Lei Yu. According to common sense, Yuan Lei and Lei Yu should be equivalent.

But the price of Lei eleven, three yuan Lei only sold a piece of silver jade, some cheap too much.

This is not to let Ning Fan think about it, at first glance, in the eyes of Lei eleven, Yuan Lei is not as precious as silver jade.

Looking at the expression of Lei eleven, although it is very deep, but there is a hint of contempt, it seems to be laughing at Ning Fan to buy garbage.

Ning Fan guessed in his heart, is it not too much use in the dead spirit, extremely cheap?

"Ten Dao Lei, a silver jade." Ning Fan tried to counter-offer.

"What! Ten Lei and a jade? Xiaoyou, three yuan Lei sells a silver jade, it is already very cheap, it is a loss sale! How can you bear with the old man to counter-offer?"

Lei eleven, I did not expect Ning Fan to bargain.

"Twenty yuan mine, a silver jade." Ning Fan once again depressed the price.

"Wait! Twenty Lei and a jade, the old man is really losing money! This is simply the life of the old man, no! This price, the old man can not accept!"

"Thirty yuan mine, one silver jade." Ning Fan is more certain, Yuan Lei is very worthless for the dead spirit!

"Wait! Little friends, we discuss the discussion, or else, or the previous price, ten yuan Lei, a silver jade ... how!" Lei eleven eyes anxious, Ning Fan price kill too fierce, this price It is getting lower and lower.

"forty…"

"Wait! Thirty Lei and a jade, the deal!" Lei eleven finally hammered, he was afraid of Ning Fan.

After the counter-offer, I am afraid that the final hundred yuan will not sell a piece of silver jade.

Lei eleven deeply looked at Ning Fan, he has seen that Ning Fan is not stupid, not easy to pit.

But he did not understand it. Why is a dead spirit with normal IQs willing to buy a pile of **** with precious Thunder?

"Oh, what do you want to do..." Lei eleven shook his head. Anyway, for him, this Yuan Lei is only awkward. As long as he can sell it to Ning Fan and earn some money, he is too lazy to control the use of Ning Fan.

"The old man has a total of 1,200 yuan of mine, Cheng Hui, forty silver jade!" Lei eleven handed a storage bag to Ning Fan, and smiled.

"If there is another Yuan Lei next time, sell me all." Ning Fan delivered forty silver jade. Satisfied with a smile.

"Reassured! This time, the old man returns to the eleventh floor, and many purchase Yuan Lei, all sold to you! This is the old man's 'Lei Yin Yu', if you purchase enough Yuan Lei, the old man will contact you again." The old man took a shot , guaranteed.

With the door of Lei XI, it is not difficult to acquire some Yuan Lei from the 11th floor.

And the purchase price is definitely lower than a jade. What about garbage? I am afraid that some places can get some.

Can sell Yuan Lei this garbage to Ning Fan, and also sell a high price of a jade 30 Lei, Lei 11 is very satisfied.

He decided to change more garbage, maybe Ning Fan would love to buy garbage?

The mood of Lei eleven is also the mood of Ning Fan.

For Ray eleven. Yuan Lei is rubbish. For Ning Fan, Lei Yu is a waste of no use.

Whether it is silver Lei Yu, or Jin Pin Lei Yu, Ning Fan can not be swallowed up with the dead spirit.

With forty pieces of rubbish, in exchange for one thousand two hundred yuan mine, Ning Fan definitely earned.

Thousands and two hundred yuan mine, if it is refining, the thunder breaks through the fourth order and is easy, and even has the opportunity to be promoted from silver armor to... gold armor!

Let Ning Fan collect 1,200 yuan of mine. You need to kill 1,200 gods alone.

Not to mention the dangers and difficulties, but how much time is needed to kill the 1200 gods. How can he have that time?

"Lei eleven... This profiteer is of some use to me. If he is there, I don't have to work hard to find Yuan Lei." Ning Fan said to himself.

His eyes swept slightly over the groceries of Lei 11 and suddenly flashed again.

Among the piles of groceries, he saw a dark green chill.

That group of cold. It was stored in the corner by the thunder eleven garbage, and it seemed that it was extremely unsatisfactory.

But this thing is for Ning Fan...not rubbish!

"The frost is cold!"

Ning Fan’s heart was slightly shocked. I couldn’t think of finding a kind of frost in the sky. Since it happened, I naturally bought it.

The face is not revealing a point, it seems like disdain, with a hand pointed to the frost, asked casually.

"What is this? How to sell?"

"Oh? Xiaoyou asked this thing? This is a kind of five-character chill, the specific category, the old man does not know much. Little friends you know. The cold is a water, and I am a dead spirit, born in Reta It’s a thunder. For me, the treasure of the water is useless... Xiaoyou wants to buy?”

Lei eleven eyes bright, and sure enough. His judgment is correct.

Ning Fan is a weirdo, although not easy to pit, but loves to buy all kinds of garbage.

Five products are cold, and there is a fart for the dead spirit? The fool will use Lei Yu for cold.

However, if Ning Fan wants to be this fool, Lei 11 has no opinions at all.

Since I can see that Ning Fan wants this chill, then even if this thing is worthless, Ray 11 will blow it up.

"Oh, small friendly eyesight. Although this cold air is useless to me and other dead spirits, but it can also be refined into the magic weapon, slightly enhance the power of the magic weapon. But what is this thing is the relic of the old wife's wife, often let the stolen thoughts. The old man is really reluctant to sell this thing, but the little friend really wants this thing, so the old man only has a hard time to cut it down...friend price, twenty silver jade!"

"Five silver jade." Ning Fan faintly, ignoring the long story of Lei.

"Little friends, this cold gas sells five silver jade, it is really low..."

"Three silver jade!" Ning Fan began to cut prices.

"Oh! Three silver jade, deal!" The old man was smart this time, and then fight for it, this cold gas is about to sell a piece of silver jade.

Anyway, it is just garbage. It can sell three pieces of silver jade, which is already worth it.

Why not sell? How can Lei 11 not sell?

He has even more decided that in the future he will have to buy countless rubbish, all of which will be sold to Ning Fan, the broken king!

Ning Fan paid the money, closed the frost of the day, was despised by the Lei 11 and was not comfortable.

However, watching Lei Yi sell him a lot of good things, he will not be compared with Ray eleven.

Forty silver jade, for another thousand and two hundred yuan, he made a big profit.

A piece of silver jade, for a frosty day. If the outside monk knows that there is such a good thing in this place, he will be desperate to come in exchange for the cold.

In addition to the thunder and eleven dead monks who live in Heriota, who would treat the frosty weather as garbage?

It’s too cold to bury the frost...

"Hey! The old man goes! Wait for the old man to find good goods, and then find a small friend to do business." Lei eleven wry smile, and walk away.

Ning Fan ignored this person, just staring at the palm of the group, the green chill, and carefully identified.

"Day frost is cold, ranking second... Long-lasting tears? A tearful long-lasting feeling, a tearful break. It is said that if the refining of this cold, the monks can be as strong as a rock, such as a girl who is long-lasting, not subject to any foreign objects. Chaos."

"Just by consolidating the magical effect of the Tao, if this thing is in the endless sea, at least it can be sold... 500 million Xianyu!"

"It’s ridiculous that Ray eleven, when I really don’t know the goods... I bought it and said it is this person."

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