The middle-aged stall owner still shook his head, but this time he glanced at Ye Xuan unexpectedly, and seemed to be surprised by Ye Xuan's wealth.

At this time, Zhou Ping suddenly remembered something, and immediately said, "Eh, Brother Xuan, I seem to have a skill book on me." Immediately, Zhou Ping took out a skill book in the shape of a mini book from his pocket.

The surrounding players were even more envious when they saw this, not only purgatory coins, but even skill books could be taken out in minutes.

Zhou Ping's skill book is just a beginner's ordinary Shun Chop, which was accidentally hit after leaving the Tower of Trials, but the number of skill columns for each person is limited, and after following Ye Xuan, Zhou Ping's vision is also much higher, and they don't want to waste a valuable skill bit on such an ordinary skill.

The so-called ordinary skill does not necessarily mean that the skill level is low, but more that this skill has no potential for development in the future, but it is undeniable that this skill has high applicability, and swords and even stick weapons can be used, and it is quite suitable for exchange at this time.

The middle-aged stall owner looked at his face and hesitated a little, "This is just a beginner's ordinary skill." ”

"Boss, it's not kind for you to say that, everyone knows the shortcomings of your skill book, and ours, although it is relatively ordinary, is suitable for most players, and at this stage, who will take out the skill book to exchange, if you miss it, there will be no chance."

The surrounding players also echoed each other, wanting to leave a good image in front of a local tyrant like Ye Xuan, and persuaded the middle-aged stall owner one after another, feeling that he would not tolerate it once he missed it.

In the end, the middle-aged stall owner agreed, after all, each has what he needs, and one more skill at this time will be able to gain one more harvest in the future battle.

At this time, Ye Xuan had an idea and asked, "Boss, I don't know if you have any other good things, you don't have to have skills, special items are fine, if you have them, I can exchange this with you." ”

After all, this middle-aged stall owner has superfluous skills, and his strength is also the top among many idle players, maybe there is really something special, Ye Xuan secretly took out a small bottle of life medicine and shook it in front of the middle-aged stall owner in order to convince the other party of his sincerity.

Looking at the trace of hesitation flashing in the eyes of the middle-aged stall owner, Ye Xuan felt that there was a play.

In the end, the middle-aged stall owner agreed to Ye Xuan, but he didn't take out the items immediately, but motioned to Ye Xuan to find a relatively secluded corner.

Ye Xuan knew that the middle-aged stall owner was scrupled to be discovered by the members of the Blue Dragon Gang, not to mention that things were going to be snatched away at that time, and even his own life might be a little dangerous, although Ye Xuan didn't care about it, but he had to think about others, so he also found a corner where there were no players.

The middle-aged stall owner took out a scroll, a scroll that looked similar to the teleportation scroll that Ye Xuan had used before.

[Mirror Scroll (Group)]: Inject Yuan Force into it, which can simulate the mirror image of players with no more than ten people nearby, the mirror image has no substance, no breath, and lasts for 5 minutes.

The middle-aged stall owner is also very entangled in taking out this scroll, the preciousness of this scroll is needless to say, not only can it be used to save his life, but it may also be able to reverse the tide of battle when used at a critical moment, which is why the middle-aged stall owner is reluctant to take it out directly in public, compared to the skill book that was a little chicken just now, this scroll is indeed much more useful.

If it weren't for Ye Xuan taking out the life elixir that shocked him just now, he wouldn't have taken it out if he said anything, but even if it was a life elixir, he still felt very painful, and immediately said, "One bottle of life elixir is not enough, at least ten bottles." ”

Immediately, Zhou Ping jumped up and scolded the other lion.

Although in terms of value, this kind of scroll is indeed comparable to ten bottles of life elixir, but at this stage, the life elixir is a unique item in Ye Xuan's hands, and the price naturally cannot be compared like this, not to mention that Ye Xuan can't take out ten bottles, even if he can get it, it is impossible to trade it like this.

"Three bottles at most, there are only so many on me, and the mirror image produced by this scroll is easy to see, if you want to use this to save your life, it will be a bit miscalculated, but life potions are different, each bottle can easily save a life, you should also understand which is more important."

In the end, after Ye Xuan reduced the other party's mirror scroll to nothing, the middle-aged stall owner finally agreed to Ye Xuan's deal, making Ye Xuan find that he seemed to have a bit of a profiteer's demeanor.

At this point, the small life elixirs on Ye Xuan's body were also consumed, and the last two batches of medium-sized life elixirs were left. However, now that there is Wen Ziling in the team with healing skills, the consumption of life potions is naturally greatly reduced, and once Wen Ziling awakens the ability to be good at healing, the lives of all players in the team will be more secure.

Next, Ye Xuan went through the entire bazaar and found that there were not many players who really sold system items, and most of them were trading some ordinary daily necessities and exchanging information.

Seeing that there was nothing good to do, Ye Xuanke had no choice but to go back and see how the fat man's business was doing.

When Ye Xuan walked to the booth that approached the fat man, there was a noisy noise in front of him.

Ye Xuan and Zhou Ping hurriedly quickened their pace, and saw that the fat man's original booth in the distance had surrounded the players on the inner and outer three floors.

Those players were obviously scrambling for something, and they could vaguely hear the fat man's shouting, but Jiang Fatman's shouting was full of excitement, obviously there was no big problem over there.

However, the number of onlookers is much larger than the players next to the middle-aged stall owner just now, and most of those players just now were watching the excitement, but now these players have a strong demand for purchases, and they are all squeezing to the front, and there is a sense of déjà vu that although they are dead, they will not retreat.

Rao is based on the physical fitness of Ye Xuan and Zhou Ping, and it took a lot of effort to come to the fat man's side, so it can also be seen that when the Chinese people are coaxing the goods, they all bring a buff with a strength bonus of 300%.

At this time, the fat man was excitedly selling weapons one by one, and he didn't even bother with Ye Xuan, and in desperation, Ye Xuan had no choice but to ask Tang Yongjun what had happened.

During the period, there was no situation where players wanted to rob, after all, there were many players behind the fat man, and it was just the end of the world at this stage, and most of people's values still stayed in the previous legal society, unless it was some people who did improper occupations before the end of the world, most people would still follow the rules at this time.

However, the number of these weapons is still not enough, from the very beginning, after some players found out that the fat man was selling a large number of black iron weapons, they turned into a good helper in China, and instantly passed ten to hundreds, directly killing the fat man's originally planned propaganda plan.

And as the number of weapons on the stall decreases one by one, some players who haven't bought weapons yet can't sit still, not to mention that even those weapons that the fat man didn't plan to bid for in the first place, with the competition of players, the price is gradually rising, which also leads to the growing anger of some players.

"Little fat man, pack all these weapons for Young Master Ben, and we will buy them from the Brilliant Group."

At this moment, a very flirtatious voice sounded, and then the dense crowd was separated by several strong men in black, escorting a richly dressed young man in.