C19 Monster Peach Blossom Eyes

"Qingge, they went too far!" Hearing someone secretly call Mo Qingge ugly, Mo Xing frowned and could not hold it in anymore.

He could endure cursing at him, but he really couldn't tolerate cursing at his sister.

"Brother, ignore them!" Mo Qingge grabbed his arm, not minding the gossip at all. "Don't tell me you want to bicker with these mad dogs one by one?"

Wouldn't that be exhausting?

"But …"

"Brother, it would be better to keep on getting stronger and slap their faces if you have the time to argue with a mad dog." Mo Qingge's tone was cold and indifferent.

Hearing this, Mo Xing calmed down. "You're right, I was impulsive."

He could forcefully change the way one or two people thought, but he could not change the way everyone thought.

Unless he changed himself!

As they spoke, the siblings had already arrived at the entrance of the Imperial City Auction House. The guests that came and went were all dressed in gold and silver, wearing gorgeous clothes.

Those who were able to come here were either the children of noble clans or people of high status.

The siblings were about to enter, but they were stopped by two guards. "Wait! Where did the beggar come from? Get lost! Not everyone can come here!"

Mo Qingge's dark skin and ugly scars made her look like a beggar.

"Who are you calling a beggar?" Behind him, Mo Xing could not help but retort.

"Either show your invitation or scram!" The guard said in a condescending tone.

They had been deacons of the Imperial City Auction House for many years, and it was easy to guess the status of their guests' families just by looking at their attire.

Thus, they usually watched people serve food. When they met royalty, they would rather put their faces on the table and lick it. If they met someone without power or influence, they would not show the slightest bit of kindness.

A bunch of dog-people look down on people!

Mo Xing touched his sleeves and took out a token from the house of the Marquis.

The token was stained with rust. It was an antique.

"We are members of the An Ping manor."

"Hou Mansion?" When the two guards heard this, they were so amused that their teeth almost fell out. "You two beggars can even get along with the house of the Marquis?" We have been in the auction house for many years and have never heard such a nice joke! "

"How can the medallion of the duke's manor be so crappy? If you want to make a fake one, then you'll have to make it out of fine darksteel!"

Mo Qingge found it laughable.

"Do you know why you've been on duty for so many years, and why you're just a small guard?"

"What do you mean?" They didn't understand.

"Because you have eyes!" Furthermore, he was quite blind.

"You!" Only then did the two guards realize that Mo Qingge was scolding them.

Mo Xing saw the two guards burning with anger and immediately laughed at her words.

"Little beggar, are you tired of living?" The guard was infuriated as he raised the blade in his hand and swung it towards Mo Qingge's face.

The look in Mo Qingge's eyes was cold and her expression did not change. The profound energy condensed in the center of her palm and she had already made her preparations long ago.

Who knew that in the next second, a pleasant yet devilish voice would interrupt the guard's movements?

"Stop right there!"

The guard's hand movements were stiff in the air, revealing a bit of surprise and respect.

Mo Qingge cast a sidelong glance at the newcomer.

He saw a tall, slender, purple-clothed man, with a nose and thin lips, skin as smooth as cream, hair tied up in a jade crown, and a body that exuded an aura of nobility and evil.

What a monster! This was the first time Mo Qingge had seen a man that was even more monstrous than a woman!

This person had a completely different demonic temperament than Royal Uncle. Royal Uncle was a cold, restrained, and otherworldly Immortal Big Brother, and this fellow in front of him was pure and soft, a monstrous genius that went down to the bone!

With a single look, one could tell that he was a flower seed!

"Young master Helian!" The guard obviously recognized the young master in front of him and respectfully bowed.

Helian Lianjin was the number one noble family in Jinye Country, the second son of the Helian Family. He was powerful and talented, and his status was like the clouds in the sky.

Even if the crown prince of Dong Jin saw them, he would still have to be polite to them. How could they, a mere guard, dare to be disrespectful?

Helian Rongjin waved the fan in her hand as she glanced at Mo Qingge with her peach blossom eyes. "These two little gongzis are my friends."

"So he's a friend of Young Master Helian." The guard's face immediately paled as his attitude took a 360 degree reversal. "Young gongzi, please come in!"

"Cheikh Duo and Young Noble Lian are generous." Mo Qingge thanked him carelessly.

"It's nothing, no need to be polite." The corners of Helian Jin's lips curled up, forming an incomparably devilish smile.

Mo Qingge did not say much. She rolled her eyes at the guard and went in without saying a word.

And the follower behind Helian Jin had a face full of astonishment.

Why did the Young Master want to stand up for these two men, and why were they two men who didn't seem to have any status at all?

"Two gongzis, this way please …" The guards at the auction house disdainfully glanced at the Mo Qingge siblings.

"Please take us to see the manager of the auction house. I have some spirit liquid here and I want to auction it off." Mo Qingge said without changing her expression.

Immediately, the guard's expression changed and became somewhat surprised: "Young noble, you …. "You are an apothecary?"

The threshold to become an apothecary was extremely high, almost one in a thousand. How could there be such a young apothecary?

This guy couldn't be bragging, right?

Mo Qingge smiled noncommittally. She did not deny it, nor did she admit it. "Please lead the way."

The guard looked at them with disdain. He thought that Mo Qingge was deliberately making things difficult for them, so he did not give them any face and brought them to an elegant pavilion.

"Milord, these two young gongzi are here to auction spirit liquids."

"Come in." The black clothed middle-aged man in the pavilion spoke with a cold tone without a trace of warmth.

"Two gongzis, you can enter now."

Mo Qingge and Mo Xing walked into the private room and saw a man in black sitting at the seat of honor. It was the manager of Imperial City Auction House, Lin Chen.

Beside the black clothed man, there was also a white robed old man. He appeared to be carefree and virtuous; he was Imperial City Auction House's chief alchemist, Lu Yuan.

The two of them were discussing something and even the Mo Qingge siblings came in, not putting them in their eyes.

"Manager Lin, I wonder if this Soul Tempering Liquid can be placed in the auction house for auction?" Mo Qingge took the initiative to step forward and place the two bottles of Spirit Refinement Liquid on the table.

The Spirit Tempering Water of the Darknorth Continent was called the Spirit Tempering Liquid.

"A low-grade elixir like the Spirit Refinement Liquid is not usually auctioned off in the auction. Take it to the free market to trade for it." Manager Lin said without even looking at it.

"Wait!"

At this moment, Lu Yuan's gaze landed on the bottle that contained the Spirit Tempering Liquid and he felt that something was wrong.

This Spirit Tempering Liquid was slightly different from the Spirit Tempering Liquid that he usually refined!

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