Su Zixin was angry, Chen Fan was silent, and turned to look at Su Keming, curious about what choice he would make.

Su Keming was embarrassed and sweated profusely.

He didn't expect Chen Fan and Qian Guotao, the two would be so incompatible, and now he regrets it, he really shouldn't have brought Qian Guotao to Chen Fan.

But in the light of the moment, even if he offends one of them, he must make a choice.

"This dragon pattern grass, let's give it to Mr. Qian Guotao first. ”

Saying this sentence with difficulty, Su Keming hurriedly explained to Chen Fan: "That Chen Fan little friend, I also hope you can understand, if you fancy other things, even if my Su family is bankrupt, I will definitely get it for you." ”

Su Zixin's body trembled, but Chen Fan still stopped her, and instead looked at Su Keming calmly, and said, "What if I fancy something, this Qian Guotao has taken a fancy to it?"

Su Keming: "This ......"

He was speechless.

It's not possible, it's definitely going to happen.

"Grandpa, you're too much!" Su Zixin gritted her teeth and spoke.

Su Keming opened his mouth to explain, but in the end he shook his head and sighed, he didn't want to do this, but he really couldn't help it, after all, in his opinion, only Qian Guotao had the ability to settle the current situation of the Su family.

Chen Fan was calm, his eyes were extremely cold, and he said lightly: "It's okay, I don't want it." ”

"But my deal with your Su family ends here!"

Qian Guotao laughed and looked disdainful: "The Su family has my Qian Guotao here, I really don't need a waste like you!"

Chen Fan was silent, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Su Keming wanted to say something, but in the end he was silent, and in the contest between the two, he chose Qian Guotao.

"Grandpa, you've gone too far. Su Zixin gritted her teeth, and finally said coldly: "Since this is the case, then I will cut off relations with the Su family in the future." ”

"Zixin, what are you messing around?" Su Keming's face was gloomy.

Qian Guotao said coldly: "Even if you want to leave the Su family, you have to marry Han Yulong first!"

"No way, I won't marry if I die!" Su Zixin's eyes were resolute.

Su Keming still wanted to open his mouth to persuade a few words, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Chen Fan: "Su Zixin is my apprentice, if you dare to touch her, Lao Tzu will chop you!"

Qian Guotao was furious, and even had an urge to do it directly, but was finally persuaded by Su Keming.

"Boy, you have provoked me several times, do you really think that I dare not do it?" Qian Guotao said in a gloomy voice.

Chen Fan was calm and indifferent: "What kind of bullshit are you, an ant-like thing, if you don't provoke it first, the deity won't bother to take care of you." ”

"You ......" Qian Guotao was furious.

Seeing this scene, Su Keming didn't talk nonsense, and directly opened his mouth to auction the dragon pattern grass at a high price of five million, and respectfully sent it to Qian Guotao, and said softly: "Old Qian, Chen Fan Xiaoyou was invited by me after all, please give me some thin noodles." ”

"Hmph, count him lucky. ”

Qian Guotao snorted coldly, looking at the dragon pattern grass in his hand.

He looked amazed, looking at the dragon pattern grass in his hand and couldn't put it down, to be honest, he didn't take a fancy to this dragon pattern grass at all, but why Chen Fan was angry before he spoke.

But at this moment, after really feeling the wisps of rich spiritual power in the dragon pattern grass, he was in no mood to deal with Chen Fan.

"Master, why don't you fight?"

Su Zixin looked at Chen Fan angrily and said directly: "As long as the master wants to, even if he plays against his grandfather, even if he goes bankrupt, Zixin will take a picture for the master." ”

Hearing this, Su Keming's face became even more worried.

Chen Fan had a flat face, and said coldly: "Don't worry, this dragon pattern grass is destined to belong to the deity." ”

"As long as this old guy dares to refine this spirit grass, then he will die. ”

Chen Fan is very sure of this.

This is not a dragon pattern grass at all, but a demon spirit grass.

Even if this is not a high-level spirit grass, but it is also a thing of the demon realm, how can it be an existence that a monk like Qian Guotao can touch, if this is the case, then why does Longteng Pavilion want to auction it?

Can't they feel the energy that lies within?

Su Zixin didn't understand this, but he was full of confidence in Chen Fan, so he didn't say much when he heard this, but looked at Qian Guotao with a sneer.

Su Keming smiled bitterly at this, shook his head and ignored the matter, but he didn't think much of Chen Fan's words.

Qian Guotao is an innate peak master, if he can't even refine a spirit grass, it will be a joke.

"Hmph, ridiculous. Qian Guotao snorted coldly, looked at Chen Fan with disdain, and said, "The old man will let you see in front of you today, this kid, how I refined this dragon pattern grass!"

Rumble!

With a wave of his hand, he hunted in a robe, and the endless spiritual power on the dragon pattern grass was all sucked into his body.

Everything, very normal.

Qian Guotao looked at Chen Fan provocatively while refining, and even sneered: "Boy, how is ......it?"

But before he could finish speaking, suddenly things changed sharply.

Hiss......

He gasped and sensed a riot of spiritual power in his body, and the violent spiritual power was like a frenzy, tearing apart the meridians, bones, and even soul in his body almost instantly.

"What the hell is this, save me......"

Qian Guotao roared, unspeakable fear.

But before he could finish speaking, his entire body exploded, and the surging blood and bone residue splashed like a brilliant firework.

Rumble!

Countless blood and bone residues did not fall to the ground, but as if they were attracted, they gradually condensed into a dragon pattern grass in the air, and the blood-colored halo flowed, a little more delicate than just now.

The dragon pattern grass slowly descended and landed on the table in front of Chen Fan.

It's as if nothing had happened.

The dragon pattern grass is still the same, only Qian Guotao is gone, and the whole person has turned into the nutrients of the dragon pattern grass.

Only the countless strips of rags of rags in the air made people understand that the scene just now was not an illusion.

"Hmph, do your own evil, look for death!" Chen Fan said indifferently, his face was calm, and he already knew the scene in front of him.

This scene was so shocking that everyone around them saw it.

Everyone was drenched in cold sweat, looked sluggish, and breathed a little rapidly.

Su Zixin was also frightened, and hurriedly hid behind Chen Fan, looking at the dragon pattern grass full of fear.

On the other side, Su Keming was already stunned.

Qian Guotao, whom he valued very much, and the so-called strong man who had spent a great deal of money to dig up, had not done anything for the Su family, so he showed off his might for a while, and then died with a 'bang'?

Even for this guy, he angered Chen Fan......

Thinking of this, Su Keming instantly felt the urge to cry.

Qian Guotao died when he died, but what did he have to do to redeem Chen Fan, the great god?

Su Keming's head was covered with cold sweat.

The audience was shocked.

Only the young man who presided over the auction had a calm face and a look of surprise.

Chen Fan also noticed this, but he didn't say anything, and after directly indifferently pocketing the dragon pattern grass, he looked at the young man who was presiding over the auction with great meaning.

The young man who presided over the auction also happened to look at Chen Fan, who also had a calm face.

Looking at each other, the young man who presided over the auction was stunned for a while, obviously he didn't expect that in the face of the scene just now, Chen Fan would be able to remain calm, and even take the dragon pattern grass in his pocket so calmly.

"This guy, kind of interesting. ”

The young man who presided over the auction chuckled, then coughed a few words, and said lightly: "The next auction item is the court ...... of the Southern Song Dynasty."