Chapter 233

Dongling auction house is one of the many auction houses in the capital of Shenglong emperor. It's not the largest one in the capital of the emperor in terms of scale. However, because of the low threshold and the uneven auction of good and bad things, many people will search for treasures in Dongling auction house.

As far as the rules of auction house are concerned, if the general auction house wants to entrust auction items, the consignor first gives the auction items to the people of the auction house for identification. Some large auction houses only auction the items with a certain value or more, and after identifying their value, the consignor still needs to pay a certain amount of commission money in advance, so the auction house will auction the items.

The amount of the trust money is determined by the value of the auction object, but this rule is not found in Dongling auction house.

Dongling auction house is the only one in the whole imperial capital that can not advance the trust money first, so Linghe will recommend it to the "penniless" monsoon tobacco.

Because there is no restriction of commission money, many civilians and shy bounty hunters will auction their own things, which also forms a very interesting auction mode.

Dongling auction house, you may not be able to buy expensive luxury goods, but here, you can buy many strange things, which is a good place for many people to come to gold.

Before monsoon smoke and Ling he came to Dongling auction house, the scale of Dongling auction house was not large, only a large tent was set up, which seemed very simple, but at the entrance, there were many people in and out, some of them were people dressed in coarse cloth and linen, some were bounty hunters dressed in leather armor, but the most common rich people in the big auction house were the rarest here 。

"Here you are, miss." Linghe road.

The monsoon smoke nodded. When Ling he was getting ready to get off the carriage, the monsoon smoke suddenly pulled him and said, "don't worry."

Ling he is in a fog.

The monsoon smoke laughs. The middle finger of his right hand suddenly develops a faint halo. Under Ling He's puzzled eyes, the monsoon smoke points the halo to Ling He's eyebrow.

Ling he felt a warm stream running through his body, and a strange feeling appeared on his face, as if he had been pasted with wax paper.

"All right." Monsoon smoke until the halo is completely absorbed by Linghe, then it's back, and then a halo is brewing, a little towards your eyebrow!

Ling He, who is touching his cheek, is staring at the change of monsoon smoke.

With the little halo of the brow, the beautiful face of monsoon smoke is gradually covered with skin and flesh. But in the blink of an eye, the face of monsoon smoke has changed from a beautiful girl to a girl with unique appearance and elegant temperament

This scene makes Linghe look stupid directly.

The appearance of monsoon smoke is even more outstanding than all the women Ling he has seen!

Rao is known as the unique seasonal mood clothes, which is far less than the current appearance of monsoon smoke.

Linghe just took a look, and felt that his body and mind were covered by a stream of clear water. With a faint smile, Linghe was swept by the smiling eyes, and the whole person seemed to be bathed in the holy light!

"Little Miss, you are... " Linghe stutters his mouth, and what happens in front of him is far beyond his cognition.