Chapter 82

This auction house is the most prosperous and bustling place in the underworld.

As soon as Luo Qingtong goes in, he gets a gracious reception.

"Hello, guest. May I help you?"

The man of the auction house warmly came forward to receive.

In the wide hall, there are hundreds of such guys alone.

"I want to sell medicine."

Luo Qingtong's voice after a special voice change, low voice in a different vicissitudes.

Her bare hands have been specially decorated, and the veins on her loose skin are exposed, showing a kind of Twilight aging.

Luo Qingtong does not intend to expose his identity when he comes to the underworld, so he deliberately creates a mysterious old man for the camp!

In this way, other people will not doubt their ability, and the Dark Lord behind the scenes will not be able to find his true identity!

Luo Qingtong knows how much his pupil skill is coveted, so he won't expose his real identity to others easily.

And that Ming Zun is so powerful and powerful that she can't help defending!

"Selling medicine?" The man did not dare to neglect, "I don't know what kind of medicine you want to sell, old man? Is it medicine or... "

"Liquid medicine. Please come on, you can't be the master. "

Luo Qingtong's voice is light. After the low and old modification of her voice, the light instantly elevates her image.

Suddenly, the man took her as an expert and invited her to a private room.

"Please wait a moment, old man. I'll ask the steward to come right away." The guy said and ran out.

When I was going out, I almost fell down.

Liquid medicine! This old man is here to sell liquid medicine!

Maybe it's a noble pharmacist!

Although he did not see the other side's pharmacist badge, but generally such a master has always been eccentric, arrogant, do not like to put his pharmacist badge in front of people to watch is also very normal!

The guy thought, faster.

After a while, a steward pushes open the door of the private room where Luo Qingtong is.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, sir." The steward's tone was very respectful and polite, "I don't know what kind of liquid medicine you want to sell? And so on. "

"Xuanyuan Yixin liquid." Luo Qingtong's voice is faint.

The medicinal liquid she sells is the medicinal ingredient extracted from the healing holy spring soaked before yeqianyu.

Although most of the medicine luoqingtong didn't find the corresponding medicine to replace, but according to a small half of the medicine, plus her own deployment, she still refined the corresponding liquid medicine.

Although the effect is certainly not as good as that man's healing liquid, it is enough for Luo Qingtong.

She didn't know what the order of the liquid was.

Luo Qingtong doesn't know much about this strange profession of pharmacist. After all, the original master doesn't have these memories in his mind, so she can only find out by herself.

"The effect of this medicine lies in the injury of meridians. As long as it is the injury of meridians, no matter how heavy it is, just take it and wait! It can be used to backfire after the forbidden method is used. If you take it, you will have one more life. Even if you have the same strength, you can kill the enemy. "

Luo Qingtong's tone is light, the introduction is simple and to the point, but he doesn't know that the steward has been completely suppressed.