"The little guy's glass ball now has 8,122 big gray worms, and your glass ball has 3,595 big gray worms." Zhao Yazhu glanced at the two glass balls and reported the specific numbers.

"No," Zhou Fan smiled and said, "Please transfer the eight thousand big gray insects that eroded Fu to my glass ball."

Zhou Fan was thinking in his mind that the number of big gray worms in his glass ball increased to more than 3,000, which had a lot to do with killing a blood-demon-level snow corpse today.

Zhao Yazhu waved her hand again and let the two glass balls approach the contact, which replaced it with the mobilization of the number of big gray insects.

At this moment, there were only 122 big gray worms that had eroded the fu, but Zhou Fan's vitiligo expanded a lot.

As soon as he thought that all the big gray worms he had accumulated had been taken away by Zhou Fan, Ei Fu's face became even colder. She snorted coldly: "You took the big gray worm, where is my "Nine Furnace Burning Power"?"

"Don't worry, I'll recite it to you now." Zhou Fan said with a smile.

Zhou Fan took Ei Fu aside and read "Nine Furnace Burnings" to her word by word.

As for Zhao Yazhu, she was still fighting against the plate of meat, and vomiting sounds came from afar.

Eifu has a good memory, and she remembers "Nine Furnace Burning" just by just one pass.

After remembering, she is now very familiar with human cultivation. She can practice by herself as long as she goes back and thinks about it.

"Do you have the fighting skills?" Yi Fu asked again.

"You are not even a burst of Duan. Are you thinking about fighting Duan's martial arts so quickly?" Zhou Fan said in amazement.

"How long do you think I will stay in the outbreak?" Eifu said disdainfully.

"You little guy, "Nine Furnace Burning" is not so easy to practice. After all, you don't have the corresponding matching pills." Zhou Fan shook his head. He quickly crossed this realm with the fire burning balls he caught and his talent efforts.

Ei Fu said with a cold face: "Stop talking nonsense, is there any or no?"

"Of course I have it, but you can't practice it." Zhou Fan said helplessly: "My fighting stage technique requires the assistance of blood gold, but I have used it."

"Isn't it just a blood gold-level combat exercise? I have it." Zhao Yazhu sneered and said, "If you are willing to help, I can give it to the little guy."

"But I wonder how many big gray insects Miss Zhao wants to collect Fu?" Zhou Fan asked with a smile.

"What does my relationship with the little guy? I treat her as my biological daughter!" Zhao Yazhu sneered: "What money is charged? Of course it is free!"

"Bah, what a dear daughter, you can take advantage of me." Jae Fu said with a dark face.

"You guy, I don't know how many monks wanted to please me back then, and even knelt down and called me mother, I refused to agree. You are really ungrateful." Zhao Yazhu smiled calmly again: "But I don't think of you as my daughter. This is just a metaphor. Don't be angry. Anyway, the corresponding anti-fighting skills and blood gold are given to you for free."

"Miss Zhao is so generous." Zhou Fan praised, and he turned to say, "But it's Miss Zhao's business that Miss Zhao doesn't charge money. If I want me to change my hand, I will charge a certain tooth fee."

Yaren is the ancient intermediary.

If you ask what is the most profitable, of course it is the middlemen who make the difference... Zhou Fan thought silently.

"How many big gray insects do you want to collect?" Ei Fu did not mean to ask Zhou Fan, but asked with a cold face.

"Four thousand big gray insects." Zhou Fan quoted the price.

Zhao Yazhu sneered: "Tsk tsk, four thousand big gray insects, this tooth is really unscrupulous. I'm afraid you are the only one in the world."

"There is nothing to do, it's all for life." Zhou Fan replied sly.

"Okay, that's the final word." Eifu rubbed her little breast teeth and said that before the bursting of the exercises cost her eight thousand big gray worms, she now thinks that she spent four thousand big gray worms to buy a set of anti-theft exercises.

"The little girl is not big, but she is quite refreshing!" Zhou Fan smiled and praised her again.

"But what is the blood gold-level combat stage technique? Is it the strongest combat stage technique?" Yi Fu then remembered that she had not asked clearly. If it weren't the strongest, then she wouldn't want it.

"I can't answer this question. Please ask Zhou Fan." Zhao Yazhu said with an incomprehensible expression.

"I want a hundred big gray insects." Zhou Fan quoted the price.

Ei Fu frowned. She knew that Zhou Fan would not lower her price, so she agreed. In this way, she would only have twenty-two big gray worms left.

When Zhou Fan saw that Ei Fu agreed, he smiled and explained to Ei Fu about the blood gold and the fight. He sighed in his heart, no wonder some people say that knowledge is power, knowledge is money. It turns out that knowledge is so valuable.

After listening, Ei Fu nodded with satisfaction. The blood gold-level combat skills are very strong, which is enough.

After Zhou Fan finished explaining to Yifu, he looked at Zhao Yazhu and pondered for a moment and said, "Miss Zhao, have you heard of a burial ghost?"

Heilong once said that the ghost burial coffin was called ghost burial in her era, so Zhou Fan asked this question.

Eifu pricked up her ears and pretended to be careless. In fact, she was listening secretly, but she didn't dare to speak, for fear that Zhou Fan would suddenly ask for her attendance fee.

"Buried ghost?" Zhao Yazhu's face showed a strange look. She reached into the chopsticks of the Yucai Plate and stopped. "You mean the black beast with a thousand hoofs was pulling a black iron sled. There were 144 gray figures sitting around the white bone coffin. On one side there were the monsters that were followed by the little beast with one hundred and forty-four black shadows?"

"It's it." Zhou Fan said with a wry smile.

"You wouldn't want to tell me that it's targeting you, right?" Zhao Yazhu asked with a strange look on her face.

"I just want to say that." Zhou Fan replied.

"How is this possible?" Zhao Yazhu was a little unbelievable: "But burying ghosts can only mourn the strongest, what qualifications do you have? Even if you are a boarder, it is impossible. I have never heard of other boarders being targeted by a buried ghost."

"In fact, this is the second time, but the burial ghost I mentioned is very different from the one you have heard of. Do you want to listen?" Zhou Fan asked in a low voice.

"You want to say it, it's okay if I listen, but don't think I'll spend money to listen to you." Zhao Yazhu put down the chopsticks in her hand and said calmly.

Zhou Fan did not care about it, but told Zhao Yazhu about the ghost burial coffin in detail.

The reason why he was willing to say was to hear whether Zhao Yazhu would have different opinions from the Dragon Lord.

"So the ghost face mark on you is left behind by this so-called ghost burial coffin." Zhao Yazhu said suddenly. She could always see a ghost face mark hidden on Zhou Fan, but she didn't know its origin.

"Miss Zhao, have you ever heard of or seen a ghost burial coffin?" Zhou Fan asked after he finished speaking.

"I haven't heard of it or seen it." Zhao Yazhu said in amazement: "It sounds like, but the appearance and behavior are so similar. I think it may have a lot to do with the Burial Ghost."
Chapter completed!