Chapter 19

"Qingge, they have gone too far!" Hear someone secretly scold Mo Qingge is ugly eight strange, Mo Xing Shen Xiu eyebrow micro Cu, can't help.

He can bear to scold him, but he can't bear to scold his sister.

"Brother, ignore them!" Mo Qingge took his arm and didn't care about these gossips. "Do you have to worry with these mad dogs one by one?"

Isn't that tiring?

"But..."

"Brother, it's better to use the time to quarrel with mad dogs to make themselves stronger and fan their faces." The tone of Mo Qingge is cold and indifferent.

Hearing this, Mo Xingchen calmed down: "you're right, it's my impulse."

He can change one or two people's thoughts by force, but not everyone's.

Unless, change yourself!

In the meantime, the brother and sister have come to the entrance of the Imperial City auction house. The guests are all dressed in gold and silver.

Those who can come here are the sons of nobles, or people with high power.

Brother and sister were about to go in, but they were stopped by two guards: "wait, where's the beggar? Get out of here, not everyone can come here!"

Mo Qingge's dark skin and ugly scar really look like a beggar.

"Who do you call a beggar?" Behind the ink star sink, can't help but retort.

"Show me the invitation or get out!" The guard has a low voice.

They have been deacons of the Imperial City auction house for many years. As soon as you look at their clothes, you can guess one or two.

So, on weekdays, it's all about watching people and cooking. When you meet a king or a nobleman, you want to stick your face on your knees and lick it. If you meet someone who has no power or power, you won't give him any good looks.

A group of dog people look low guy!

Mo Xing touched his sleeve and took out a token of Hou Fu from his sleeve.

The token is rusty. It's an antique.

"We are from Anping Marquis's house."

"Hou Fu?" When the two guards heard these two words, Da Ya was about to laugh, "just you two beggars, can you have a relationship with Hou Fu? We've been on duty at the auction house for many years. We've never heard such a good joke

"How can the token of Hou's house be so shabby? If you want to make a fake one, you have to make it with good black iron!"

Mo Qingge just feels funny.

"Do you know why you have been on duty for many years and are still a little guard?"

"What do you mean by that?" They don't understand.

"Because you have eye disease!" What's more, it's blind.

"You The two guards just reflected that Mo Qingge was swearing at them.

Ink star sink see two guards angry appearance, immediately by her words to laugh.

"Little beggar, are you tired of living?" The guard became angry and raised the blade in his hand to cut at Mo Qingge's face door.

Mo Qingge's eyes are cold, and his face doesn't change. The Xuanli in the palm of his hand condenses and rises. He has already been ready.

But the next second, a nice and evil voice interrupted the guard's action

"Stop it

The guard's action was stiff in the air, showing a little surprise and respect.

Mo Qingge glanced slightly at the comer.

I saw a man in purple, tall and slender, nose thin lips, skin like cream, three thousand green silk with jade crown, the whole body is full of evil spirits, that pair of symbolic peach blossom eyes, sexy and charming, lively girl killer.

Evil ah, Mo Qingge is the first time to see a man who is more evil than a woman!

The evil temperament of this man is quite different from that of Uncle Huang. Uncle Huang is a cold and ascetic elder brother who doesn't eat human fireworks. This guy in front of him is pure, evil and soft, and evil to his heart!

This man is a flower heart!

"Mr. Helian!" The guard obviously knew the young man in front of him and saluted respectfully.

Helian Rongjin, the second son of Helian family, is the largest aristocratic family in Jinye kingdom. He has great strength, amazing talent and status in the cloud.

Even if the prince of Dongjin Kingdom saw him, he had to give way. How dare they be disrespectful as a little guard?

Helian Rongjin shakes the folding fan in his hand and looks at Mo Qingge with peach blossom eyes: "these two little CHILDES are my friends."

"It's a friend of Mr. Helin." The guard's face turned pale immediately, and his attitude changed 360 degrees. "Two little boys, please come in!"

"Thank you for your generosity." Mo Qingge gave a casual thanks.

"You are welcome to raise a hand." He Lianrong brocade lips slightly Yang, evoke a touch of evil incomparable smile.

Mo Qingge didn't say much. He turned the guard's eyes and went in without saying a word.

And he Lianrong's retinue behind the body was surprised.

Why did the young master help two men to come out, and they were two men who didn't seem to have much status?

"Two CHILDES, this way, please..." the bodyguard of the auction house glanced contemptuously at Mo Qingge's brother and sister, disdaining to say.

"Please take us to see the manager of the auction house. I have some liquid. I want to use it for auction." Mo Qingge said without changing his face.

Suddenly, the guard changed his face and was a little surprised: "young master, are you a alchemist?"

The threshold of alchemists is very high, almost one in a million. How can there be such a young alchemist?

This guy is not bragging, is he?

Mo Qingge does not deny or admit: "please lead the way."

The bodyguard showed a little disdain. He thought that Mo Qingge was making a mystery, so he didn't give them a good face and took them to an elegant Pavilion.

"My Lord, these two young men are here to send the spirit liquid."

"Come in." The middle-aged man in black in accord is indifferent and has no temperature.

"Gentlemen, you can go in."

Mo Qingge and Mo Xingshen step into the elegant Pavilion. There is a man in black sitting in the main seat of the elegant Pavilion. He is the manager of the Imperial City auction house, Lin Shen.

Beside the man in black, there is an old man in white. He seems to be the chief alchemist of Imperial City auction house, Lu Yuan.

Two people are discussing what, even Mo Qingge brother and sister two people come in, did not put in the eye.

"Steward Lin, I don't know if this quenching liquid can be put here for auction?" Mo Qingge took the initiative to go forward and put two bottles of quenching liquid on the table.

The quenched water in the northern Ming Dynasty is called quenched liquid.

"The low-level spirit liquid, quenched spirit liquid, is generally not sold in the auction house. Take it to the free market next to you for trading." Manager Lin didn't look at it, so he said.

"Wait!"

At this time, Lu Yuan's eyes fell on the porcelain bottle containing the quenching liquid and noticed something wrong.

This quenching liquid is different from the quenching liquid he usually made!