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The door is very high, there are dozens of zhangxu, engraved with the curse seal relief, suddenly, I can't see what material is built, but there is the charm of the avenue, so generous, there is such an extraordinary shop in the pedestrian street of any place, I have to make people marvel, the song is worthy of the royal city.

Walking into Wanbao Pavilion, although it was very late, there were many customers in the store, and there were not as few people as expected.

The momentum in the Wanbao Pavilion is even more magnificent and majestic, there are many floors, the ground is paved with black stone slabs with hemp patterns, the shop is very large, there are hundreds of square meters, there are many counters set up everywhere, and the materials made are extraordinary.

Just a few simple glances, Mo Li was shocked.

He only recognized a few things, all of which were sacred objects recorded in the history of demons.

Placed on the northern counter, the whole body is blood red, crystal clear, but disgusting with lumpy protrusions, it is the blood glaze, which is the ancient battlefield of the extremely evil land, caused by the invasion of yellow amber for thousands of years, it is not an exaggeration to say that this blood glaze can double the purity of its own blood, become a rent-backer, and it is absolutely a treasure.

What else is Dongzheng Knife, Snow Ink, Three-petal Blue Lotus, just these things that Mo Li knows, he can't calm his heart, this is only the first layer, the same way, Mo Li is beating a drum in his heart, can the items he wants to pawn get into the eyes of Wanbao Pavilion.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he had no other way but to gamble.

Mo Li walked to the counter in the middle and asked a middle-aged man sitting at the counter, "Senior, can we do the business of pawning in Wanbao Pavilion?"

The middle-aged man didn't raise his head, he played with a kettle in his hand and said lazily: "What do you have?"

As soon as Mo Li heard that pawns were really allowed here, he took out a pack of soft Chinese from his necklace and handed it over, "Seniors can recognize this thing." ”

As soon as the middle-aged man heard that Mo Li was going to pawn something, he slowly raised his head, took the soft China, looked at it over and over, frowned, and said angrily: "Are you playing with me?"

"The seniors were angry. Let me show you a demo to my seniors. Ignoring the old man's anger, he took the soft Chinese from his hand, took one out of it, and handed it over, "Senior, you put the yellow tail on your mouth." ”

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and put Zhonghua in his mouth, what he dared to do was that he didn't believe that Mo Ligan took out poisonous substances in Wanbao Pavilion to harm him.

For the sake of prudence, Mo Li did not use the demon fire to light the middle-aged man, but took out a lighter and lit it for the middle-aged man, "Senior, you suck and see." ”

The middle-aged man smoked the Chinese according to the method of Mo Li, and after a while, he made out a puff of smoke and floated out, the taste was extremely good, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, click his mouth, close his eyes, and enjoy the extreme.

Mo Li looked at the middle-aged man, smoking a Chinese cigarette with satisfaction, and couldn't help asking, "Look, how can this thing be pawned." ”

The middle-aged man naturally put Zhonghua into the storage bag, and asked with a displeased face, "What pawn?"

"The cigarette I just handed to my senior. "This person wants to pit him, this is Mo Li's first feeling. "You also smoked one, senior, I ordered it. ”

The middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently, "Hurry up, get out of here, and then ink with me here and discount your legs." He also saw that Mo Li was a poor man, dressed in cloth clothes, a living refugee, and decisively and directly laid down Fang Cai's baby.

Mo Li looked at the scoundrel middle-aged man coldly, didn't speak, turned around and walked out of the Wanbao Pavilion.

He didn't send that box of China, what really made him angry was that the other party bullied him so much, blatant robbery, this loss, Mo Li can only admit it now, even if he has invincible strength and a trace of immortality, but now his strength is low, he has no power and no power, and he can only swallow his anger first, because he knows that he is not alone now, and Zhen Xue, if he makes a move, he will be defeated in the end, and he will not be the only one who will die.

The gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, Wanbao Pavilion has already drawn the word death in Mo Li's heart, don't bully the young man to be poor, he must make Wanbao Pavilion look good.

This transaction was considered a failure, and he left Wanbao Pavilion and continued to look for shops that could be pawned in the nine pedestrian streets, "Huh?"

Mo Li saw a shop called Baibaofang in an inconspicuous alley in Jiujian Pedestrian Street, and if he hadn't deliberately looked for it, he really couldn't see it.

The one just now was called Wanbao Pavilion, and this one turned out to be called Baibaofang. It's interesting, I also have a treasure word for you, so I'll choose you.

Baibaofang is not as grand and tyrant as Wanbaoge, and even a little shabby, the style of the plaque is very ancient, made of wood, and some places have fallen slag, the only thing that can be seen is that the three words of Baibaofang are written very steadily.

The door face is also small, not like Wanbao Pavilion, a door is dozens of zhang.

When I entered Baibaofang, there were only a few scattered customers, and they were all just casually looking.

The first floor is only a few dozen square meters, and there are very few things on the place, some spiritual grasses, just in terms of appearance, it is much worse, and it is very ordinary.

In the middle of the hall is probably the owner of this shop, an old man, lying on a chaise longue made of rattan with his eyes closed.

Mo Li was speechless for a while, this old man is really long-hearted, what is this treasure house like, you still have the heart to lie comfortably here.

Alas, he came here, Mo Li was also broken and broken, and he didn't expect this Baibaofang to help him, so he walked to the counter in two steps.