Seeing that Ye Feiran still didn't respond, Ye Murin raised his eyebrows and slowly approached Ye Feiran again.
At the same time, a faint medicinal fragrance unique to girls penetrated his nose, making him feel a little distracted.
Ye Mulin's Adam's apple rolled, and he relied on his super self-control to get rid of those restricted thoughts in his heart.
"Ran'er, why are you blushing? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Hearing this, Ye Feiran reacted with excitement, immediately raised his head and said, "I, I didn't."
At the same time, she found that she was very close to Ye Mulin. At this moment, in the eyes of others, she was probably in Ye Mulin's arms!
The blush on Ye Feiran's pretty face turned darker in vain, her eyes rolled around, and she instantly thought of a way to alleviate the embarrassment.
"Ahem~ Mr. Ye, you are so close, aren't you worried that others will misunderstand that we have a habit of cutting sleeves?"
"No!" Ye Murin shook his head gently, "As long as I am misunderstood with Ran'er, I don't mind."
He couldn't even ask for it, so they became related even if they didn't have a relationship, right?
Ye Feiran suddenly had a black line on his face: "..."
He doesn't mind, she does!
The next moment, Ye Feiran thought of what Ye Murin had said before, and lowered his voice and said, "Low-key, low-key!"
Ye Murin nodded, naturally guessing Ye Feiran's plan.
Now that Mr. Ran's name has become known, it will indeed be much easier to travel around the world in the future.
"Let's go and see who sells promotion potions?" Ye Feiran said with a smile, a cunning look in his eyes.
There was a look of helplessness in Ye Murin's eyes, but more of a look of doting.
On the way, the two of them glanced at one stall after another, but unfortunately they still found nothing.
When I arrived at the east side, I saw that a stall in the middle was completely surrounded, with bidding sounds coming and going.
"Five hundred and fifty thousand mid-grade crystal stones!"
"Five hundred and sixty thousand!"
"Six hundred thousand!"
The bidding volume keeps rising, and it seems that there is still a lot of room for price increases.
At the same time, the people watching around also started talking about it.
"Last time at the ghost market, two bottles of promotion potions were sold. One bottle sold for 500,000 mid-grade crystal stones, and the other bottle sold for 550,000 mid-grade crystal stones. Unexpectedly, the bidding in the underground market actually reached 600,000 yuan."
"Things are not what they used to be. After all, that time in the ghost market was the first time. It's been so long now. I don't know where the promotion potion has been advertised. It's normal for the price to be high!"
"Yes, yes, it looks like this bottle of promotion potion may be sold for a sky-high price."
Hearing their discussion, Ye Feiran nodded in agreement and glanced at the people around him. They were either rich or noble.
The next moment, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, and she joined the bidding process.
"Eight hundred thousand!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding area became silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes fell on Ye Feiran.
Damn, who is this? The price increase turned out to be 100,000 mid-grade crystal stones!
Lying on the beauty's bed, Yu Mei felt extremely comfortable. When she heard her master's voice, she almost couldn't help but sit up.
Uh~ Master, are you here to create momentum?
Ye Feiran met Yumei's eyes, and his eyes were filled with electricity, as if he was a playboy flirting with a beauty.
The corner of Yumei's mouth twitched slightly: "..."
Master, can you be more serious?
Haven't you noticed that the breath of His Highness the Night King around you has become colder?
In order to save his life, Yumei looked away very wisely.
At the same time, many people continue to increase prices, while some people are beating their chests and feet.
Soon, the bidding, instigated by Ye Feiran, reached one million mid-grade crystal stones.
Stopping as soon as he saw it, Ye Feiran raised his eyes and looked at the man beside him.
"Young Master Ye, let's go ahead and dig out the treasure!"
"good!"
When Ye Feiran walked to a stall, someone suddenly tapped her on the shoulder.
"Master Ran, long time no see!"
Ye Feiran looked up and saw a sunny boy with a big smile on his face, showing a row of big white teeth.
"Mr. Ji, why are you here?"
Ji Yanbin scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "Actually, I have been in South Vietnam and have not gone back."
"Oh, I see."
Ji Yanbin glanced at the front and said quickly, "Mr. Ran, I'm going to bid for the promotion potion first. I'll see you later."
“See you later!”
Ye Feiran looked at Ji Yanbin's anxious back and raised his eyebrows slightly. Could it be that he stayed in South Vietnam just to advance to the potion level?
Ye Murin glanced at Ji Yanbin, "Do you know him?"
"I met him in the Warcraft Forest. He is a very sunny person."
Ye Murin glanced at Ji Yanbin again, where is the sunshine?
Next, Ye Feiran finally found the treasures, one after another.
Ye Feiran looked at the elixir in his hand and said with a smile, "Mr. Ye, do you think my luck has suddenly exploded?"
"Ran'er's luck has always been... good." Ye Mulin nodded.
At this moment, Heimu suddenly appeared next to Ye Mulin, his face a little solemn.
Ye Feiran saw Heimu, nodded, and walked aside knowingly.
After a while, Ye Murin came to Ye Feiran and said apologetically, "Ran'er, I have something important to do and I have to leave first, so I can't go shopping with you anymore."
"It doesn't matter, go and do your work!" Ye Feiran waved his hand.
Ye Mulin: "..."
Why does he think Ran'er wants him to disappear immediately?
"Be careful."
Ye Mulin gave a warning before leaving.
Ye Feiran looked at Ye Murin's back, breathed out lightly, and said carelessly, "I'm finally free!"
Next, Ye Feiran took out a dagger that was as sharp as clay and a bunch of rare medicinal materials.
At the end of the morning, all her savings in gold coins were spent, and she was so poor that only crystal stones were left.
"Don't miss it if you pass by. I have some cultivation techniques here. There is always one suitable for you."
Suddenly, a shouting sound came into Ye Feiran's ears.
Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows and patted his head before he remembered the purpose of coming to the underground market. At the same time, he also thought of the two sisters Yan Nanshuang. How are they doing now?
Then, her eyes fell on the books on the stall, wondering if she could get a book on ghost cultivation techniques.
While walking, Ye Feiran came to a relatively quiet stall.
The stall owner was a white-haired old man who had his eyes closed and was concentrating. He was dressed in ragged clothes and holding a tattered fan in his hand. He was flapping slowly, which was in sharp contrast to those who were shouting.
Ye Feiran's eyes were exposed on the stall, and he saw three old and dilapidated books, a rusty iron box, and three dull, egg-sized beads on it.
Ye Feiran squatted down, flipped through three books, and found that the contents inside were actually music scores.
Although these three books were in disrepair and some of the tunes had been chewed away, Ye Feiran could tell that these tunes were very good.
Thinking of the occasional sound of the piano in Ye Han's yard, Ye Feiran decided to buy it.
"Old senior, how do you sell these three music scores?"
Hearing this, the white-haired old man slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ye Feiran with sharp eyes, and then his vicissitudes of voice slowly sounded, "Does the little girl know how to play the piano and flute?"
Ye Feiran was slightly startled. Did the old man in front of him have fiery eyes? He could see through her disguise at a glance.
"Old senior, you must be dazzled, I am not a little girl, I am a young man!"