Chen Anping stopped where he was.
Looking at the strange man who covered his face with a black robe and exposed one eye, he felt inexplicably panicked.
"A ring with dragon patterns?"
"This is a ring made from the blood of a legendary dragon, and there may be secrets about the dragon clan hidden in it!"
The man made a few "luhoha" sounds, and took out a ring engraved with dragon patterns from the seam of his hand.
The ring is slightly wider than a normal ring worn by an adult. The edges of the ring are lined with lifelike dragon patterns. If you listen carefully, the dragon patterns seem to be alive.
Chen Anping's body was suddenly electrocuted, as if a giant dragon was roaring on the spot.
「What’s going on!」
The man in black robe suddenly clenched his fist and clasped the ring, "Your strength is too weak. If you stare at the dragon pattern for a long time, you will be counterattacked by the power of the dragon pattern."
Chen Anping nodded thoughtfully. It was the same when he first came into contact with the dragon blood jade. Fortunately, the giant dragon Xiaojiu inside was in a sleeping state, which prevented him from being backlashed.
"Get him, I have a way to unlock the secret inside!"
Julong Xiaojiu's voice sounded again, Chen Anping blinked and looked at the man in front of him.
"Boss, what's the price of this dragon-patterned ring?"
The man stretched out a middle finger, shook it in a circle, and said lightly, "A thousand high-grade spiritual stones!"
Hearing this result, Chen Anping showed a bit of doubt on his face, turned around and was about to leave.
"Isn't this too much?"
The man stretched out a hand and quickly clasped Chen Anping's back. The feeling of clasping his hand sent chills down Chen Anping's back.
What a cold palm!
There is no body temperature at all!
Is this still a small world in Qindao?
"Everything is negotiable, little friend. If you like it, I can give you a half discount!"
Chen Anping paused for a moment. He was not bargaining because of the lack of high-grade spiritual stones, and he always felt that this dragon-patterned ring was an ominous thing. During the transaction with the man, he could feel countless pairs of eyes staring at him.
It seems that they are all very interested in this dragon-patterned ring.
But why don’t they buy it?
"Boss, you see I'm really strapped for money, can you get it cheaper!"
"Three hundred high-grade spiritual stones, no less!" The man gritted his teeth and made a sound.
Chen Anping also stretched out a finger, "I only have one hundred high-grade spiritual stones, if..."
"Deal!"
Chen Anping hasn't finished speaking, the man directly pocketed the one hundred high-grade spiritual stones in Chen Anping's hand, and at the same time tightly clasped the dragon-patterned ring in Chen Anping's palm.
While waiting for Chen Anping to come to his senses, the man who was beside him suddenly disappeared.
"Hiss... the people in this ghost market are really weird!"
Chen Anping muttered to himself, and was suddenly startled when another stranger in black robe floated next to him.
This man is about a few whiskers shorter than an average adult man. He has a faint fragrant scent, but the scent is particularly pungent in this dark space, and it is not allowed to be brought in at all.
He stopped next to Chen Anping, holding his throat and forcefully making a strange sound.
"The dragon pattern ring will kill you nine times out of ten, but if you can survive, you will soar to the sky."
Chen Anping lowered his voice and asked in confusion, "Why do you say that?"
"Everyone in the world knows how domineering the Dragon Clan is. They cannot allow a human to ride on their head and pretend to be a tiger. All rings that are passed down by their race will be regarded as enemies by the Dragon Clan."
Chen Anping asked again, "That one just now. Why is the person still alive? "
"Because he is not a human at all!"
"Not a human!" Chen Anping was about to continue asking, but the mysterious man filled with a faint and harsh fragrance disappeared.
Not only that, after Chen Anping rubbed his eyes, he discovered that he had not entered the so-called "ghost market", but stayed on the trading street in Qindao's small world.
There is no space tunnel at the end!
The bustling noise on the street made Chen Anping pause for a moment as if he was waking up from a dream. The dragon-patterned ring in his hand was as heavy as waking up from a dream.
"Xiaojiu, what happened to me just now?"
The dragon Xiaojiu pondered for a moment, "The power of that space is very ethereal, even I can barely feel its existence."
"You mean that just now? Is the ghost market real? "
"It should be, but I'm afraid it's difficult for us to enter again without the permission of the owner of the ghost market."
Chen Anping became more and more confused. Since he came to this small world of Qindao, his knowledge has increased a lot.
A race living on an island is actually able to outline the tunnels in that space so perfectly that it even builds large formations such as the Four Punishment Realms to protect the world.
When he was at Blue Star, Chen Anping was not as powerful as he is now, but at a glance, except for the empty space that blocked Blue Star's atmosphere, everything else seemed to be riddled with holes and trampled on at will.
Chen Anping took a few more glances at the shops on the street. The area at the original end had been blocked, and a child wearing half a black robe was curled up in the corner.
The child is very short and thin, with only skin and bones on his cheeks, but it is these bones that outline a rather handsome face.
Seeing Chen Anping coming over, he put on a pitiful look and prayed.
"Brother... do you have the elixir?"
Chen Anping was stunned for a moment, "Kid, what do you need the elixir for?"
"Mom is sick... Mom is sick... She needs me to go back with the elixir to save her. If it's too late, it will be too late..."
Although Chen Anping is not a philanthropic person, he will not be stingy with things he can help easily.
Because of the longing for his mother, Chen Anping obliged and agreed to the other party's request.
"Child, tell me, what kind of elixir do you need?"
"A elixir for healing the soul!"
Chen Anping looked at his rich space ring. There were no less than a thousand elixirs of various sizes, and there were more than two hundred elixirs for healing the soul.
He took out a slightly better third-grade elixir and handed it to the little boy who was curled up on the ground.
"Take it back to treat your mother!"
"Thank you, big brother..."
At this moment, the little boy's palm suddenly rested on the back of Chen Anping's hand. One finger took out the elixir from his hand, and the other four fingers scratched the back of Chen Anping's hand several times.
Suddenly, the dragon pattern in Chen Anping's hand erupted with a burst of burning pain like fire. Even though Chen Anping was protected by the cold fire and residual flames of Huaji, he couldn't resist the burning pain. He forcibly opened his palm and threw the dragon pattern ring to the ground.
"This..."
"I can't control the dragon pattern ring..."