Who can tell him what the situation is?

Why didn't he know that the imperial capital was still putting on a gamble?

Luo Tianfeng looked around, and many places had set up gambling games, but no one bet that the Mo family would win.

"Mo Lingxuan, someone has done what I have always wanted to do." The last time she and Feng Su had a life-and-death fight, she should have put up a gamble.

Mo Lingxuan looked at her with black lines on his head, and asked, "You're not short of money, are you?" ”

Is she going to join in the fun?

"I'm poor." Luo Tianfeng said seriously, and then walked forward.

Poor, the corners of Mo Lingxuan's mouth twitched fiercely.

Believe her, hell!

No alchemist is poor, if she wants money and gives an elixir, she doesn't know how many people are willing to send gold to her door.

But is it really good for these people to do this?

"Xiaofeng, you can't be serious, right?" Does she really want to bet?

Mo Lingxuan strode to follow, we can't play like this.

Luo tilted the limelight and didn't walk back, nor did he answer his words, just smiled silently.

"Why is there a trade in medicinal herbs in that restaurant just now?" Isn't a restaurant a place to eat?

"There's someone in the back, the temple, it looks like it's some alchemist." To put it simply, it is something that the temple does not want, and it is taken out and sold.

What the temple doesn't want is still valuable in the eyes of many people.

It is cheaper to sell than other places, and naturally many people are willing to come to the door.

Luo Tianfeng stopped and glanced at Mo Lingxuan, "I suddenly feel that I should smash the restaurant." ”

I knew it was a temple, and I still need to be polite?

However, this restaurant gave her a little idea, if her ghost family also took some medicinal herbs out to buy, she would also earn a good income.

Of course, these medicinal materials will not be very precious, and they are also the ones she doesn't want, and they are good for ordinary people or pharmacists and poisoners.

Mo Lingxuan: "......"

She actually thought that it was, and didn't smash it!

Luo Tingfeng walked forward, walked past the street stalls, and looked at the things on the ground.

Demon cores, medicinal herbs, weapons, medicine pods, monster bones, animal skins...... And so on, all sorts of things, you name it.

In this way, the black market is indeed similar to the auction.

Suddenly, a wave struck her perception.

She paused for a moment, then turned to look.

Not far away there is an old stall with a lot of quirky little things on it.

Footsteps moved, and she involuntarily walked over.

Mo Lingxuan was still looking at the herbs not far away, but when he saw her walking away, he immediately hurriedly paid the bill and followed.

Seeing that a customer came to the door, the stall owner immediately got up.

"Girl, I dug these out of the ancient tomb, and it is said that they are all good things left over from ancient times." The owner was warmly introduced.

Ancient times!

"Boss, you're lying." Mo Lingxuan said disdainfully.

Where would there be so many ancient things, despite the patterns on them, they look quite ancient.

"Open the door to do business, how can I lie!" The boss immediately retorted.

Luo Tingfeng listened to their conversation, his eyes moved in the pile of things, and suddenly in the pile of things, the feeling was even stronger!

That's it!

Small pieces of iron?

The boss's words fell, and laughter immediately rang out all around.

"Lao Xiang, you said the same thing last time, but after the guest bought it back, he found out that it was fake."

The boss turned his head and glared at the man, and said angrily: "That's because he doesn't know the goods!" ”

He really dug it out of the grave!