After thinking about it, Leng Xiaoxiao was still not very satisfied with her appearance. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

If you are too handsome, it is easy to attract bees and butterflies and attract people's attention.

So, in a hurry, she touched a handful of mud on the ground, and then wiped her face with her dirty hands. Then he looked at his own reflection in the water again and again, and did not stop until he was satisfied.

This kind of dress really belongs to attacking and retreating.

Leng Xiaoxiao's current appearance no one will recognize her, and it will be much easier to do things.

In the City of Flames, there is a market called Yuexia Street, which is deserted during the day, and at night it begins to be brightly lit and lively.

The monks like to come to this street to trade, whether it is to buy or sell, anyway, it is right to come here.

Leng Xiaoxiao walked into a relatively remote shop, and there was a flag floating at the door of the store, which read 'Qingfeng Pavilion'.

Of course, she didn't know the words on it, but she just felt that the location of this store was relatively remote, and it should be smoother for her to leave after finishing things.

I didn't think much of the rest.

"Do you accept black goods?" Leng Xiaoxiao deliberately lowered her voice and asked.

She tried to make her voice sound as close to a male voice as possible, and she tried several times before entering the door.

"Oh!" Only then did the old shopkeeper raise his head and look at the young man in front of him.

In recent years, there are very few people who come to dump black goods in the daytime, and of course this kind of thing should be kept in the night trade! Otherwise, the meaning of the street under the moon would not exist.

"Young man, it depends on what your goods are? We don't accept everything from our 'Qingfeng Pavilion'. The old shopkeeper continued.

"Then look at this! By the way, I also estimate a price. Leng Xiaoxiao casually took out an object that looked like a small watering can.

Of course, this is left by that senior, and after Feng Feng's appraisal, this should be a very powerful magic weapon. Now it's ownerless, so I think it should be able to sell for a lot of money.

It's a little weird to look weird, but it's practical and easy to use.

If it weren't for Leng Xiaoxiao's dislike of the shape of this magic weapon and thought it looked like a night pot, she wouldn't have taken it out and sold it.

In addition to wearing a pair of reading glasses, the old shopkeeper also held a magnifying glass in his hand. He studied the 'night pot' several times, up and down, left and right, back and forth, and his bean-sized eyes widened.

Looking at his expression, Leng Xiaoxiao knew that this was a knowledgeable person, and it seemed that he had come to the right place.

"I want this treasure of yours, but in terms of price, I still have to ask a pavilion master, please wait!" The old shopkeeper studied it for a while before he said.

"Okay, please as soon as possible!" Leng Xiaoxiao said.

She also knows that time waits for no one! She has to fight quickly, what can she do if her identity is exposed if it drags on for a long time?

The old shopkeeper did not take the 'night pot', but went to the back alone. After a long while, Leng Xiaoxiao drank two cups of tea before he came back.

Leng Xiaoxiao is in a hurry! But the more anxious she is, the more she can't show it. Otherwise, you won't get a high price for selling this 'night pot'.

"Shopkeeper, how about it, how much can you 'Qingfeng Pavilion' pay for this treasure?" Leng Xiaoxiao asked.

She is in dire need of money now, and as long as the price is reasonable, she sells it.

"That's the number!" The old shopkeeper stretched out a finger and said.

"100 million silver coins?" Leng Xiaoxiao felt that the price was appropriate.

"Ten million silver coins!" The old shopkeeper continued.

Things are good, but all he has to do now is try to keep the price as low as possible.