Chapter 6770

An Lan Xin Tong stands in the same place, Leng Leng, a little distracted.

In fact, she has been in this world for so many days, and has not adapted to everything in this era.

"Come on, it's yuegongzi. Yuegongzi is on the stage for the first time."

"It's said that young master Yue was a slave bought by the owner of Xiangzhu building. He paid a lot of money to buy it. He was trained by himself. After so long training, this is his first time on the stage..."

"It's said that young master Yue is really a monster like beauty. When the slave market was bidding, everyone had seen that the owner of Xiangzhu building had the financial resources to bid at that price..."

"Now you can go and have a look..."

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An Lan Xin Tong stands in the same place and is impacted by the stream of people.

She knows that women are very noble in this era of the world. Because there are more men than women, how women behave is understood.

An Lan Xin Tong looked at it and felt that the scene was similar to modern star chasing.

They are all fans!

An Lan Xin Tong tangled, looked at the small purple.

She found that the servant girl Xiao Zi was looking at the front, her eyes were all shining, and she was totally excited.

An Lan Xin Tong tangled next way: "small purple, go, we also go to have a look."

Listening to the women's comments, an lanxintong probably knew where the bamboo house was.

When an LAN Xintong and her maid went into the fragrant bamboo building, they were all overcrowded.

There is a musician playing music. On the stage stands a tall man, covered with veil, wearing a looming dress. Even in such a noisy environment, he still stands quietly, with a quiet and dusty atmosphere. It seems that he has a feeling of arrogance. He imitates the Buddha and despises everyone.

His long hair is like ink, scattered on his shoulders, his eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and his skin is like cream. With his eyes closed, his eyebrows are covered with cinnabar mole, and his blood is picturesque, as if he came out of ink painting. Looking at the man on the stage, an lanxintong had a strange feeling in her heart.

She was originally in this world, this time and space, feeling that the whole person is ethereal, but the moment she saw this man, strange, her heart calmed down.

An Lan Xin Tong stood quietly, her face seems to have a clear wind blowing, blowing her face hair, as if to clean her heart.

It calmed her down.

An LAN Xintong seems to automatically isolate all the sounds and everything around her. In front of her, there is only the man on the stage.

He made her familiar, as if touching her heart.

Yes, even if he was veiled and eyes closed, she still felt familiar, her heart pounding constantly.

Because she seems to feel something.

There is also a speaker on the stage, who is selling this month's childe just like selling goods.

The price of one night's auction starts from 10 Liang silver.

Everyone began to pay money noisily.

It's very expensive to bid until one hundred taels of silver. People who spend money like dirt can't afford it. Normal people don't spend money like that even if they have money.

What's more, even the rich people in big families don't speak decently.

However, there are still people bidding, after a hundred liang of silver, the man next to him directly took down the veil of young master Yue.

Seeing the real face of young master Yue, many people took a breath. It was amazing.

Only an Lan Xin Tong saw the face of the month childe, the whole body mercilessly trembled.