Chapter 44 [The First Song of the Phoenix, a Blockbuster] (3)
"Your ring has no function at all, at most it is just a little better-looking, well, for the sake of the good materials, it is estimated that it can be sold for a hundred gold coins, but if you want to enter our Zhuge auction house, you must first pay a thousand entrance fees!"
The meaning of the middle-aged appraiser is very clear, you just break the ring, and it is not enough to even pay the entrance fee.
Leng Meiying stood up, her jade fingers twisted slightly, and the dodge ring flew directly into her hand.
Now she is really a little disappointed in this Zhuge family, she has such a big reputation, but she can't even detect the ability of such a ring.
Leng Meiying just wanted to leave, but her temperament was too special, she just stood up prettyly, and in the eyes of the middle-aged appraiser, she was full of killing intent.
"You, what do you want to do?" The middle-aged appraiser stood up in a panic, and then shouted.
Leng Meiying's eyebrows swept slightly, and then walked out vigorously, but the middle-aged appraiser thought that she wanted to do it.
"Boom!" The door to the living room was slammed open, and five martial artists rushed in.
"Master Hong, what's going on? This man is making trouble? The leading martial artist stared at Leng Meiying, but asked the middle-aged appraiser.
Leng Meiying ignored them and continued to move forward.
How does Aohuang pay attention to the ants on the side of the road?
"Yes, it's this woman, take a piece of garbage for me to identify, but the result is not satisfied, hum, your things are rubbish, no matter how dangerous it is, it's useless for me, this teacher can't be lewd if it's rich, and it's mighty and unyielding!"
"Master Hong is really high-spirited...... "Several martial artists who protect the hall were like a tide of sycophants.
Seeing that Leng Meiying had no intention of stopping, several palm protectors drew their swords in unison and shouted angrily: "If you don't stop, do you want us to do it?" ”
Leng Meiying didn't even have the interest to look at them, and walked towards the door without stopping.
For her, what stands in the way is just garbage, dare to stand in the way? Kill it!
Just as the two sides were about to clash, a voice suddenly sounded from behind the Guardian Martial Master.
"What's going on?"
A majestic figure stepped in, eight feet tall, with a three-foot Qingfeng at the waist, a three-inch golden snake hanging from his ears, a majestic gaze, and a point of steel in his elegance, not angry or threatening.
Leng Meiying's pace was stunned, and the people who came to see her at the same time, a trace of surprise flashed on her face.
"Young master!" The Guardian Martial Artists shouted respectfully in unison.
"Miss Firmament, it's you, why did you come here?"
The person who came, it was Zhuge Duhan, who didn't pay attention to his subordinates, but looked at Leng Meiying fixedly.
Although Leng Meiying was still wearing a mask, her unique temperament was instantly recognizable to him.
Master Hong's face suddenly changed greatly, does the young master Zhuge Duhan know this person? And it looks familiar.
But if the two know each other, why does she still go through the proper procedure if she wants to sell something? For a moment, Master Hong was puzzled.
Leng Meiying also felt a little stunned, Zhuge Duhan is the young master of the Zhuge family?
However, if he is the young master of the Zhuge family, then she has to give him a face today.
Not to mention anything else, Zhuge Duhan is quite good to her cold sleep, and even the artifact of Yu Mi Ring is willing to lend her something else for study. Therefore, Leng Meiying nodded at Zhuge Duhan and said hello.