Chapter 513

It's a natural place with plenty of aura.

On the top of the mountain, there is a vast venue with dozens of pavilions connected to each other. A large conference hall, divided into dozens of Xiao conference halls, is arranged in a disorderly way, which will not be disordered at all.

Candle nine Yin a black dress, sitting in a pavilion drinking.

He looks very silent.

A pair of eyes, very unique, seems to have time in circulation.

Facial features are indescribably delicate, beautiful, just like a demon. It's not the feeling of a good young master, but a feeling of evil.

At first glance, it's not easy to provoke.

Of course, all of you here are not idiots. You won't run to offend this big man.

The treasure appraisal meeting is in progress.

A rich middle-aged man, wearing a green Python pattern and a dragon silk dress, came into the meeting with a worried look and a gold box in his hand.

"Oh, isn't this prince Luo? He even came to the treasure appraisal meeting."

"Rare guest, rare guest, welcome your royal highness."

Antique dealers and collectors are both rich or expensive.

Seeing this rich middle-aged man, he immediately recognized his identity, and then stood up one after another to greet him warmly.

However, Prince Luo's face was Earth colored and his eyes were sunken. He was obviously not in the mood to be polite to these people. He just hugged the golden box in his hand and said, "I have a hairpin. Please help me appreciate it."

"Prince Luo is very kind. Please take out the hairpin. Let's have a look."

Hearing this, Prince Luo hesitated, but finally opened the golden box in his arms.

It was a blue hairpin that appeared in front of the crowd.

Cyan texture, not stone, not jade, but gives a very unique feeling - sharp!

The green hairpin is carved into the shape of a flying dragon.

The dragon head is the hairpin head. It is carved in great detail. Even the longan, longbi, longzui, and even Longxu can be seen in detail. This carving can be called uncanny craftsmanship.

And the hairpin body, is not straight, is still the shape of the dragon body, some crooked.

"That's it."

Prince Luo with a very complex eyes, staring at the blue hairpin, can not say is to hate more, or love more, "please judge, its origin."

As soon as the hairpin was taken out, he was sitting in the pavilion. He didn't care about the world. He suddenly raised his head from the drinking candle. A pair of deep eyes containing the power of time, instantly locked in the blue hairpin.

Breath, sink down.

Eyes, also dangerously narrowed up.

Evil spirit.

This blue hairpin has a strong evil spirit.

It's not the kind of small demon that doesn't make the climate, but the breath of very powerful big demon! That is to say, it is a little worse than the level of the big demon elder.

"In my opinion, this hairpin should have been handed down by the emperor in the palace. Looking at the texture and pattern, it has a history of more than 1000 years at least."

"More than that! I feel 2000 years old! "

"Good thing! Prince Luo, this kind of dragon hairpin worn by the emperor has its own dragon spirit. It can protect the peace of the family and the prosperity of future generations. "

All kinds of compliments come out one after another.

The prince Luo, however, just frowned more and more tightly, and his expression became more and more unhappy.

Mediocrity!

At the moment, there are only two words in Prince Luo's mind!