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Chapter 1492: Hell

He saw Anhui Takelin, who was supposed to die in the plane crash, appear alive in front of him.

Lu Fan only felt his heart tightening, and at this moment, looking at Anhui Taklin, he sensed his gaze. When he looked back, he hurriedly put the black iron mask on his face, pretending that nothing happened.

"It's actually her."

Dongfang Yanran also noticed Anhui Taqlin on the other ship, and a strange look flashed in her eyes: "It's true that enemies never get together, but you don't have to worry, no one dares to cause trouble at the Ziwu Auction venue, even if she

If you dare, I can crush her to death with my own hands and avenge you."

Dongfang Yanran's words were full of confidence, and she did not take Wuntaklin, the evil god, seriously at all.

When Lu Fan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. He had forgotten that the young lady standing next to him was a young supreme being who could defeat three powerful men by himself. With her by his side, a little evil god was nothing.

.

Things are different now.

"It seems that eating soft rice is okay."

Lu Fan muttered softly, but found Dongfang Yanran looking at him in surprise, and waved his hands repeatedly: "You're kidding, the ship has arrived, let's get ready to get off the ship."

The ship docked.

Lu Fan and Dongfang Yanran followed the crowd off the boat and discovered that there were many buildings on the island, all in the architectural style of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. There were also many people standing neatly in the open space in the distance, like the staff of this auction.

"It's an honor for you to come and participate in the Ziwu Auction, which is held every ten years."

In front of the crowd, the middle-aged man at the head smiled:

"We specifically chose Chongyang Island for this auction. This island can be traced back to the Yuan Dynasty. It has been under the jurisdiction of our country in the past dynasties. However, in modern times, it was placed in the high seas area."

"As for why this auction was chosen here, I'll give it a try first. As for the answer, you can search for it on your own on the island first, or you can wait until the auction starts and wait for me to announce the answer."

"Take the guests to their rooms. The auction will start at twelve o'clock in the evening. I hope you can come on time."

The crowd began to disperse here, and it was still the old woman named Po Meng who led them away from the crowd.

"The auction starts at twelve o'clock in the evening?"

Lu Fan looked at the crowd that was gradually spreading: "What kind of article are you making? If you want to make a gimmick, this is not the way to do it, right?"

Taking people from the mainland to the high seas hundreds of kilometers away, weird cruise ships, weird staff, and an auction that starts on time at twelve o'clock in the morning...

Lu Fan feels that even in this era of information explosion, this marketing method is considered unique and can be a subject for research by the world's top marketing companies.

Dongfang Yanran pursed her lips and smiled: "Do you know what Ziwu in Ziwu Auction means?"

"Zi is midnight, noon is noon."

Lu Fan still has some knowledge about this: "It is the time of extreme yin and extreme yang in the day, but in the Feng Shui of our ancestors, extreme yang is also extremely yin. Generally speaking, these two time periods should be

These are the times of the day when yin energy is the strongest, so people who are generally weak should choose to rest or avoid going out as much as possible to avoid getting sick and wandering."

Dongfang Yanran nodded: "Yes, then do you know the name of the organization behind this Ziwu Auction?"

"What?"

"Hell."


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