Vol 12 Chapter 527: Wind, I want this

Chapter 527 Wind, I want this
Now that Ling Feng has said this, the excitement of the cockroach can be imagined. The grievances caused by the deliberate intention of the previous Ling Feng and her snoring are all left behind, even picking up and holding Living in Lingfeng, the whole person hangs on Ling Feng’s body and kisses Lingfeng’s face and says,
You are so good at Lingfeng.

Suddenly, I seem to feel that my actions are overdone. Generally speaking, this is the action she will do for Li Lin. She can't help but feel a red face in a moment. Immediately from Ling Feng's body, she looks a little flustered. She doesn't dare to look at Ling Feng at all, just pulls Luo Na. , quickly ran to the place of the trading conference.
The quick action is very strange, and you are a fourth-order swordsman.
Ling Feng is also a slight glimpse, but then relieved. The little girl is shy. And Mitchell looked at Ling Feng, and looked at the back of the cockroach, but smiled faintly. The smile looked like Ling Feng’s original calm heart was also somewhat embarrassing. "Let's go, let's keep up, don't let them run around."
I don't know if it is to cover up the embarrassment, or something else. After Ling Feng finished, he rushed to the place where he was.
The rest of the people, naturally, followed the Lingfeng.
The scale of the exotic treasure trading conference in Mulancheng, the Principality of Yusiri, is indeed much larger than the Yamuda trading conference of the Yanlong Principality. It is enough to reflect the layout of the venue. Lingfeng and his entourage started from the east side of the trading conference, preparing a passage to the west and a passage.
The things on the booths are not very different from those of the trading conference in Yamuda.
After all, there are very few good things. The owners of many booths here have also participated in the Yamunda trading conference. The only difference is counted. It is the trading conference of Mulan City. There is also a special area, where there are high-ranking warriors and specialties for noble children. It is difficult for ordinary mercenaries like 芊芊 to enter.
Even Li Lin is just a person who can enter alone.
Of course, the things in the special session will definitely be very expensive. Moreover, it is definitely not possible to buy land with gold coins. Ling Feng and his party are not in a hurry. Even if the tree of life really appears, the things that the other party needs to replace are not easy to be used by the Elf or the Holy See.
As for the looting, at least at the trading conference, it will not appear, at most after the trading conference has been dispersed. There will be some possibilities. Otherwise, it will definitely become a public enemy of the entire continent. Even if it is the strength of the Holy See, it is absolutely impossible to do such a stupid thing.
What's more, the most fun thing about the Qizhen Alibao Trading Conference is in the ordinary area. Missing.
It is Ling Feng, or something that most people are willing to do, to learn from others and to pick up treasures buried in ordinary booths. Only get the most benefit at the lowest price. It is the most rewarding place in the trade conference.
Otherwise, if you want something, if you have money, you might as well go directly to the auction.
Ling Feng looked and walked, facing the dazzling array of things, for a time, it was also a heartbeat. Just 芊芊 and Rona, this time I went to the booth to see. I ran to the booth for a while and let Ling Feng be a headache. These two women, if they are as quiet as Mitchell, would be fine.
Ling Feng looked at Mitchell around him, the dusty temperament, even in the crowds of the trade conference, is still so different. However, Ling Feng also knows that if he can also be the same as Mitchell. Then she is not embarrassed. Look at it. While still yelling.
Fortunately, at the entire trading conference, and the people who are so young. There are also many, everyone is smiling at them in good faith. As long as there is no extraordinary move, it will not cause any trouble.
Ling Feng this time is to understand, Li Lin why Ling Feng with a smash. If you follow Li Lin, then Li Lin would not want to pick anything for the mercenary group, just follow the shackles and it.
Didn’t you see the young people who were similar to the shackles, not the aristocratic children in the big family, or the important people around them who were protected by high-ranking warriors?
On the other hand, the Rijkaard three people are quite old-fashioned in the booths on both sides of the passage. Whether they see what they like or don't like, they all show the same kind of expression. Even if you go to the booth and pick up something in your hand, it doesn't mean that he is looking at what he is holding. Maybe he is more concerned about picking things. That little gadget for giving away.
Stumbling is full of curiosity about anything. Some of them can name and know the purpose. That's it. If you don't know, you will always ask Ling Feng. It seems that Ling Feng is like a Bai Xiaosheng. Poor Ling Feng himself did not know much, only to pull Rijkaard to satisfy his curiosity.
Suddenly, Mitchell pulled the hand of Le Lingfeng and stretched his finger to a thing on the booth next to him. He said, "Wind, I want this."
Ling Feng is very curious, what will Mitchell look at? Looking up, it is a dull color, showing a touch of blue beads, only the size of a finger. Ling Feng could not help but turn his head and look at Mitchell.
"Very beautiful." Mitchell just said these three words to Ling Feng. If it wasn't for Ling Feng to explain to her in advance, at the trade conference, if anything was fancy to him, let him trade, maybe Mitchell would directly take out his own things and change them.
Although, the other party will definitely change.
Because Mitchell's things, even if they are good, are very useful, and few people will see it.
Ling Feng is worried that Mitchell will suffer a big loss. At the trade conference, the group had already walked through several channels. Mitchell just took the hand of Ling Feng and turned his head around to look at the surrounding booths. He didn’t look at anything. Now suddenly Such a look looks ordinary. It’s hard to be considered a beautiful bead.
"How is this thing sold?" Ling Feng could only be against the stall owner and asked.
The stall owner seems to be very savvy. It is obvious that women like Mitchell have absolutely different identities. The things that people look at, the natural price will not be normal. Ever since, he was originally treated as a bead for the goods. Suddenly rose to the level of treasures, said to Ling Feng: "This is a good thing, it is the best in my booth. If you want, give a price of 100,000 gold coins."
"No? Is it so expensive?" I was looking for something I liked in the stalls next to me. Suddenly I heard Ling Feng ask about the price. Naturally, I turned around and paid attention to it. After hearing the answer from the stall owner, I immediately got up. "100,000 gold coins. You can buy a seven-level magic core."
Indeed, in the heart of jealousy, the magic core, or the Warcraft egg, are very high standards for measuring whether something is important or not. If it is a big sword with enchanting function, or a staff, or such a price. You can still accept the land. After all, as a mercenary, walking around the country all the year round, naturally knows the importance of weapons.
But such a bead that does not seem to have any special features, you have to be surprised at this price. A pair of eyes couldn’t help but stare at the beads with curiosity, and did not see any name.
Even Lorna looked at this bead, which was also a puzzled look.
Instead, on the edge of the border, Jekkad smiled at the stall owner and said: "Since it is something worth 100,000 gold coins. It must be a good thing. It is better to introduce the function of this bead, how to "A price is 100,000 gold coins. Rijkaard randomly looks at other things on the booth. He knows that the stall owner is watching Mitchell like this bead, and he is dressed in an unusual way. Price.
Besides, if this bead is really worth 100,000 gold coins. The stall owner will not put it together with ordinary small jewelry worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins.
"This...." The stall owner is a middle-aged man, at this time. Can not help but look a little blush. How did he know what this bead is? For a time, I couldn’t say anything.
"That's it, a thousand gold coins, I bought it." It's rare that Mitchell wanted to open something. Although Ling Feng didn't know where the beads were, he bought it, that's for sure. Don't say 100,000 gold coins, that is, millions of gold coins, Ling Feng will not care.
It’s not that Ling Feng’s money has no place to spend, and I want to ask Mitchell’s favor. If you look at this ordinary bead, maybe Lingfeng will not buy it. But who is Mitchell? God level master. What the god-level masters look at will be ordinary things? Killing the wind will not believe it.
Even if Lingfeng is not at all aware of the characteristics of this bead, it can only be obtained by paying some gold coins, and the brow will not wrinkle.
"A thousand gold coins are also very expensive." He bought two beautiful ornaments before, and she was very happy. Just two pieces together, there is no one thousand gold coins. I have to say that picking things up is entirely from the outside. If you look good, you will like it. Moreover, although Ling Feng said, no matter what you buy, you don't need to spend money on your own, and she won't mess things up. Some of them liked it but they were very expensive, and she gave up on her deliberately.
In awkward words, I am saving money for Ling Feng.
The stall owner also knows his own things, even if it is bad, it will not be worse. However, he did not dare not sell. I don’t want to say that he himself can’t recognize the function of this bead. It’s that the people of Lingfeng’s presence show their momentum, and it’s not that he can be offended.
It is said that at the trade conference, both buyers and sellers are equal. But ultimately it is related to their usual identity.
Although the things on the booth of the middle-aged stall owner are not very good, there are still people who look at it. What's more, a thousand gold coins are enough to make him laugh. I didn’t deny it, I took the beads and handed them to Ling Feng. After Ling Feng used his mercenary card to draw gold coins to the other party, the group continued to stroll.
Because things are what Mitchell wants, Rijkaard and others, it is hard to say what to buy expensive. As long as Mitchell likes it, Ling Feng is willing to pay. This is a matter of people's family. Only hey, this time suddenly became a gas bag, and the expression on his face was a little angry.
Originally, I had to pull Ling Feng to help him explain all kinds of things, and now I don’t really care about Ling Feng.
I can see that Rona and Rijkaard are all smiling.
It is because of the heartfelt nature of the children who have been going straight to the public, which makes everyone happy, and thinks of some interesting things about their youth. Even Basten can't help but like to pick up this little girl.
I am afraid that it is Ling Feng himself, I am very aware of it.
"She is angry." Mitchell couldn't help but joking with Ling Feng, and then glanced at it. It seemed that he was pouting and licking the movements of other stalls on his hands, letting Mitchell Very curious, the eyes are slightly bright, smiled and praised, "very cute."
"Don't worry about her first." Ling Feng reluctantly said, "First talk about what this bead is?"
"Wait a minute." Mitchell reached out and took the beads from the hands of Ling Feng, placed them in the palm of his left hand, then placed his hands on the top of the beads and randomly painted several moves. Ling Feng can feel Mitchell's fingers, and even reveals a trace of energy, constantly instilling the beads. Moreover, Mitchell's movements are getting faster and faster, and gestures are becoming more and more complicated.
Suddenly, awkwardly, Mitchell’s beads in the palm of his left hand burst into a dazzling brilliance.