sea ​​charm

Chapter 117 Auction ([-])
The woman stood up and took off her mask.

Lan Ximo: "Snow... Shelley."

She never thought that it would be this old face who would fight against Fan.Shelley became more and more mature, and she was not as frivolous as before.

She ran out of the auditorium, very close to the stage, and met Lan Ximo's eyes, "This person has a problem! Grab her!"

Shelley pointed at Lan Ximo, and as soon as he finished speaking, several people jumped out of the crowd, approaching with sharp weapons in their hands.

They approached step by step, and Lan Ximo did not retreat.

She could only step back, the only advantage she had was that she hadn't shown up yet.

The person on the stage slammed the hammer three times, "What's the problem? Now that the matter has been settled, you still mess around like this, take off your mask, and break the rules..."

Several cloaked men rushed in at the gate, and directly carried Shelley and her people out.

Only then did it return to silence. First, it announced the ownership of the clay sculpture, which was undoubtedly Fan, and the host once again emphasized the rules here.

"The person who takes off the mask, there is no negotiation condition, just one-"death"."

The auction ended here. It was more like a farce than an auction.

Lan Ximo walked back with lingering fear, Shelley really died?
full of suspicion...

She went to the dressing room to change the cloak, only to find that there were no muddy figures everywhere, "Where is the person who was with me just now?" She asked.

No one answered, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked straight at Lan Ximo.

"You are not one of us!" Only a voice was heard, but no one was seen, "That man has already been dealt with."

Hearing this answer, the mask in Lan Ximo's hand fell to the ground, she couldn't believe her ears, "It's been dealt with... What does that mean?"

"That's what you understand. I don't know why you are here, but this place is not something you can come to casually." The voice continued.

The footsteps came closer to her, and Lan Ximo repeated his words in her ear.

[Boom—] My heart trembled again.

A picture appeared in my mind. The clay sculpture was held in the hands of a person. I couldn't see the person's face, but I knew it was a woman in a dress.

"who are you?"

The voice pulled her back from the illusion, and that person walked up to Lan Ximo.

Fully armed, no face in sight.

Lan Ximo: "Where is he?"

"I already told you, answering my question now may save your life." He replied.

Lan Ximo is not afraid of being threatened with her life, but maybe everything... can be connected.

Abby brought them here as if they were never coming back.

"What's the origin of that thing?" Lan Ximo looked at her.

She raised the corner of her mouth, and she already had the answer in her heart, "The ancient artifact has appeared."

Lan Ximo's answer was not what that person wanted. He once thought that Lan Ximo was joking, and ordered his men to put the "weapon" around her neck.

"Now I finally know why everyone wants that thing, because it's really dangerous." Lan Ximo finished.

Her eyes turned red, and the person who threatened her fell to the ground in an instant.

The man continued to pretend to be calm, standing where he was, "What did you do to them." He said flatly.

"Then what did you do to the people who came with me?" Lan Ximo asked back.

He cleared his throat, his voice trembling slightly, "You... come with me."

Putting his hands behind his back, he led Lan Ximo out.

(End of this chapter)