MTL - Evil Emperor’s Poisonous Consort: Divine Doctor Young Miss-Chapter 11 : Yuanwu Auction House

After spending a long time, the night feathers let the fire spirit believe that even if it does not have any ability at present, he will not drive it away, and will not eat it.

Evening Yu Yu looked at the front and stopped crying, still twitching the fire of the shoulders, and asked a little curious: "You have such a small stomach, how to eat so many things?"

"Hey, those things will turn into spiritual power as soon as they enter my body. When the spiritual power accumulates to a certain extent, I can evolve. After evolution, I can gain new abilities. Master and your strength break through to the spirit five. Step, I can leave the chaotic space, go out to the outside..." Fire spirit answered, while carefully sneaking at the night feathers, I was afraid that the owner was not satisfied with himself.

"Okay, I know, you can go outside to play in a few days."

"Really!" Huo Ling stayed in the chaotic space for a long time, and he could go out after a few days of hearing. The chubby little face showed a smile for the first time.

The night feathers let the fire spirit go alone to play, and he went straight to the bookshelf, and took two Danish medicinal white jade bottles from the box.

The money still has to be changed. There is no medicine, and only this thing can be used.

In front of the black, the night feathers took two white jade bottles and appeared outside the fence.

As soon as he entered the house, Yu Yuyu threw a white jade bottle to Qing Er: "Qing Er, this is for you."

Qing Er gently opened the bottle in his hand and smelled the scent of fresh nose. He was surprised to ask: "Miss, is this?"

"have eaten."

Qinger obediently swallowed the medicinal herbs in the stomach, and the palms sent a cool scent, which soon became swollen.

"Look for two bigger clothes, and then look for scissors and some needles." Night feathers thoughtfully let Qinger go to pick these things.

"Oh." Qinger did not understand what the lady wanted to do, but she found it out of the box.

After a while, under the command of Yu Yu, two simple cloaks were done, not good-looking, but enough to cover the face.

"Miss, let's go to robbery?" Qinger looked at the cloak that had just been done, or the lady thought thoughtfully, and she could not see her appearance when she covered her face.

The night feathers are white and green, and your lady doesn't like those low-level fun.

"Get something with me."

The night feathers took Qinger away from the dilapidated thatched cottage and went straight to the alley near the Yuanwuwu auction site in Ningyuan City.

The two men put the crude cloak on the body and covered the face.

"Don't let people see your face anyway." Night Feather pulled the cloak in front of the forehead and walked to the auction site with Qinger.

Under the curious eyes of the guards, Yu Yu and Qing Er entered the auction.

Cross the magnificent auction hall.

The night feathers came to the door of a small house next to it. There was a small plaque above the wooden door with the three characters "Jianbao".

I saw two guards with knives standing at the door, and the night feathers were so good that the two guards turned out to be the fourth-order strength of the spirit!

The night feathers slammed into the door with a child, and there was a wide wooden table in the room. A middle-aged man fell asleep on the chair.

When I heard the sound of opening the door, the middle-aged man opened his eyes and saw two people wearing worn cloaks. The bottom of his eyes flashed a scorn: "Two, I want to sell something or simply want to identify treasures."

"Auction." Night Yu Yan deliberately lowered the voice.

But still can hear the age is not big.

The middle-aged man showed a bit of impatience on his face. His treasurer was basically just a dummy. He said that he was on duty here. If there is something important, he will ask the real person in charge.

Thinking of the age of the other person and the worn-out cloak, it doesn't look like a person with identity.

The middle-aged man snorted softly: "Our Yuanwu auction is not the pawnshop outside, not a broken thing can be auctioned here."