"Boss, I bought something, now you should tell me about the three sellers who were framed!"

The passers-by who bought the fragments did not forget their original intentions, and were still curious about what the stall owner had just talked about.

"Okay, then I'll talk to you!" the stall owner cleared his throat: "Here's the thing, a few hours ago, when the auction began, there were three sellers outside the entrance to the entrance for sellers. These three sellers are terrible, they are called a big man, and they directly took out a piece of soul jade and showed it to the staff of the Divine Treasure Pavilion!"

"Soul Jade, these three sellers are really rich, they actually sell such high-end goods as Soul Jade?" the passer-by who bought the fragment exclaimed, and asked busily, "What happened later?"

"Later?" the stall owner looked slightly cold, and said: "Later, Meng Ha'er, the eldest of the three murderers in Mangshan, appeared, as if he took a fancy to the wealth of those three sellers, killed and injured some people from the Tianlin Kingdom Divine Treasure Pavilion, and then fled!"

"Mangshan Three Murderers! God, that's the most vicious bandit in Fengyang, wouldn't they be going to suffer if they targeted these three people?"

"This is not the worst!" The stall owner shook his head and said, "The worst thing is that these three people actually offended the 'Yan Leopard King' Dou Qing in the back, this Dou Qing is the leader of the Shenbao Pavilion Branch of the Fengyun Dynasty to lead a thousand ordinary deacons!

"Cloud List Demon Dou Qing! God, what kind of gods are these three people, even Dou Qing dares to offend!"

"Great God?" The stall owner chuckled softly: "If the Great God can still be framed and imprisoned by the Divine Treasure Pavilion and the Yunhai City Law Enforcement Team?" these three people only have the cultivation of souls and soul warriors!"

"Ah, soul and soul master, no, how can a person who can take out soul jade be so low in cultivation?"

"I heard that the soul jade is not these three people, it was one of the masters who asked them to help sell it!" The stall owner said this, and suddenly his eyes showed a strange light: "You probably don't know, there is a little boy among these three people, it seems that he is not even ten years old, and he has actually cultivated to the fifth level of the soul warrior." And the things that these three people sold were all given to them by the little boy's master!"

"What, Soul ......"

When passers-by heard the stall owner say this, their faces suddenly looked shocked, and they just wanted to say something more, but they felt that their eyes were glazed, and a very cold black-clothed young man suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Wow, this brother is so skilled, he can run from a distance of 500 meters from here in the blink of an eye, amazing!

The stall owner looked at the black-clothed young man in front of him, smiled relaxedly, and slowly put his hands on the two daggers on the left and right waists.

"You're not easy!"

The young man in black was naturally Su Fan, and he looked at the stall owner lightly: "There is such a large flow of people here, you have been pretending to be careless, in fact, everything that is happening around here has not escaped your perception, right?"

"Who are you?"

Seeing that his disguise was revealed, the stall owner's expression froze, and he looked at Su Fan coldly, and a killing intent accompanied by a thick bloody aura floated out of him.

Su Fan could feel that this guy on the other side had also killed a lot of people.

"Don't be nervous!" Su Fan said quietly: "I'm not your enemy! I just want to ask you for directions!"

"Asking for directions?" The stall owner stared at Su Fan, his nose twitched slightly: "I smell the smell of blood on your body, do you think I will believe what you say?"

"It's really just a matter of asking for directions!" Su Fan's eyes were as calm as water: "If I really wanted to kill you, I would have done it just now!"

The two looked at each other for a while, and the stall owner's face softened slightly, and said, "If you want to ask me questions or things, you must follow my rules!"

He pointed to the objects on the stall and said, "Buy any one and I'll answer your question!"

"Good!"

Su Fan nodded, half-bent down, picked up a peachwood comb at random on the stall, and shook it lightly in front of the stall owner: "That's it!"

"How did you choose it?" asked the stall owner, with a slight frown.

"Because it's real!"

A shallow smile appeared at the corner of Su Fan's mouth, put away the peach wood comb, took out three hundred soul crystals and handed them to the stall owner.

"You know!?"

The stall owner had a shocked face, and he forgot to pick up the soul crystal in Su Fan's hand for a while.

"When it comes to identifying the authenticity of an item, there is no one in this world who is better than me!" Su Fan said with a smile: "Even if this thing is imitated and the real thing is exactly the same!"

"Really?" A bright light flashed in the stall owner's eyes: "You are really an interesting guy, my name is Yang Xiaofei, what do you call it?"

"Su Fan!"

Su Fan did not hide his identity.

"Oh, this is ...... name," Yang Xiaofei asked with a strange expression, "Are you the Peerless Sword Monarch?"

"I'm Su Fan, but I'm not a peerless sword monarch!"

In fact, Su Fan has never admitted the nickname of Peerless Sword Monarch in his heart, because this nickname sounds gentle, not domineering at all, and it is very inconsistent with his style!

"It doesn't matter, I'll just call you Su Fande!" Yang Xiaofei didn't get to the bottom of this question, and went straight to the topic and asked, "What way do you want to ask me?"

"Where did the Yunhai City Prison come from?" Su Fan asked directly.

"You want to go to the Yunhai City prison?"

Yang Xiaofei looked slightly surprised, he didn't expect Su Fan to ask him such a question.

"Yes, I'm going in to save people!" Su Fan said lightly.

"This prison is full of prisoners, you don't want to save prisoners out, do you?"

"What am I going to do in prison if I don't save the prisoner?" Su Fan glanced at Yang Xiaofei: "What's the matter, regret it? Don't forget your rules, I bought your things, you have to answer my questions!"

"Regret?" Yang Xiaofei sneered: "Who do you think of me? I, Yang Xiaofei, am not afraid of the sky, and I never regret doing things! Isn't it the Yunhai City Prison? This time I don't just want to tell you where I am! I'm going to take you there myself!"

"You're going too?" Su Fan asked puzzledly, "This is my business, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?"

"Does it matter if it doesn't matter? Where do I Yang Xiaofei want to go, who can stop me? Just go to the Yunhai City prison to play around!" Yang Xiaofei said nonchalantly.

"Okay, you can go if you want, but my ugly words are ahead, if you make a whole moth then you can only solve it yourself, I can't take care of you!" Su Fan said.

"You can rest assured, I will never let you worry about it, I can take care of myself!" Yang Xiaofei patted his chest and said confidently.

(End of chapter)