Chapter 546 (2/2)

Lvya'er has two in his hand. Xiang Yang has also studied it. It's not difficult to say that the array can be helped by Tianyan, but the rune paper used is refined by the wings of a cicada for thousands of years. It's an extremely rare thing that even he has never seen.

This time, I also took out one.

Thousands of stalls, except for some casual repairs, almost every door took out their own proud treasures and many unknown gadgets. Many vendors didn't even know what to use. They just put them away when they looked unique. Now when they find a chance, they randomly bid a high price to try their luck.

Tianyan was in the body. Such a square city almost became a treasure place for Xiang Yang to pick up leaks. He was not in a hurry. He strolled slowly. Before long, he opened a little distance from Shen Yan and them.

In the past, there were a lot of good things, but the price was not cheap, nor was it something in urgent need, so there was no interest in bargaining. With Uncle Xiang's current worth, there were more than a hundred vitality stones up and down for a moment, and time was precious!

The stalls here are random and distributed, and there are no sectarian areas. The former stall owner may be from eastern China, and the next one may be from southern China. However, generally speaking, it is still dominated by central China. After all, it has the interests of landlords, and there are few sectarian doors that can really rush from other China.

In comparison, Xiang Yang is more interested in some things at hand, such as the current one.

It was a beautiful young man with a shy smile on his face, bowed his head, fiddled with a few milky white things in front of him, looked up at the disciples next to him from time to time, and his eyes showed a trace of envy.

He was wearing a Taoist robe with wisps of silver and a fluctuation of vitality. Obviously, it was also a defense magic weapon, but there was a gap in the East and a hole in the West on the Taoist robe, which was already broken.

He estimated that he was shy in his bag and couldn't even give up the magic function. He dressed so casually, revealing pieces of yellowing moon white lining. At his waist, he was tied with an ordinary sapphire belt, which was not a magic weapon. The long sword behind him was clean, and even the blood red silk spike was as bright as new.

Next to him sat an old man with a sneaky face and a white jade dry cigarette bag. He shouted a few times from time to time, and then knocked the young man's head with a cigarette rod: ”little B, shout... Where's the business? Your master, I'm still waiting to change some magic heart cigarettes after opening!”

The young man looked bitter and opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound. Later, the old man couldn't hold back. He directly carried him aside and roared with his cigarette stick: ”Take a walk and have a look. Don't miss it when you pass by! The real aphrodisiac treasure, 100 million year long Huo, is a good thing... Take it back, whether it's Alchemy or brewing. It's majestic to keep you towering. If you eat it for three days, your mother can't stand it. If you eat it for a month, you can't stand it in bed!”

The old man was not big, but his voice was not small. The key was that the more he shouted behind, the more obscene his voice became. From time to time, he winked around and threw out deep eyes. The young man sat beside him with a red face and looked at the strange eyes cast by some young women in the crowd. He almost got his head into the ground.

Xiang Yang was right next to their booth, looked at the hundreds of millions of years of erotic dragon Huo, and squatted down with a smile.

”Boss, how do you sell this?”