Endless Debt.

Chapter 221 The Inner Ghost of the Night Clan

The woman's words had nothing to do with the task in front of him, but Bologo was still shocked. From Seri's mouth, he knew that the Night Clan had long since disappeared into history, but suddenly a female Night Clan appeared in front of him, and she seemed to be I also plan to buy that meat ball back to raise more night clansmen.

"Who is that friend of yours?" the woman asked again.

"The auction is not over yet, and there may be many things that I can't understand after that." Borrog procrastinated.

The woman narrowed her eyes, showing anger, but soon she smiled relieved, as if she didn't care about it.

"Are you betraying your friend?"

Amyu's voice sounded, in order not to attract the woman's attention, she tried to reduce her presence as much as possible from the beginning of the conversation.

Naturally, Burlogo couldn't answer her, but shook his head with a very small movement.

sell?

Bologo wanted to betray Thurley, but the problem was that Thurley was suspicious.

According to Se Lei, after the Daybreak War, the Eternal Night Empire of the Night Clan collapsed completely. Most of the Night Clan were sunburned to death in the sun, and a very small number of the Night Clan were also imprisoned and could not leave for life. The most mysterious The Night King also disappeared after the Daybreak War.

But with such a cruel ending, a night clan lord like Threi was missed. According to his status, even if he wasn't sunburned to death in the sun, he should be locked up somewhere.

Actually?Not only is Serley living well in the Undead Club, but he also dates, drinks with different women every day, and throws all kinds of weird parties...

If the Undead Club is actually a kind of imprisonment for Seri, then the treatment of Seri is too good.

Under various signs, Bologo had to start to doubt what kind of role Cerrey played in the Daybreak War.

The general who fought for the Night King's front line?
Those generals died in the sun long ago, and Threy was obviously not one of them.

At this point, all Burlogo could think of was the inner ghost who backstabbed the Night King.

Thurley is an insider... For some reason, Bologo wasn't surprised when he recalled Thurley's appearance as a dancer in a nightclub.

If the situation is true, Seri is the sinner of the entire Night Clan. Once Seri's name is mentioned in front of a woman, maybe the two will have a conflict now.

As for after the auction, tell the woman Thurley's name.

Bologo looked around. Among the guests who were immersed in the frenzy and kept bidding, it seemed that only Burlogo knew the outcome of the auction.

Oh, by the way, and his partner who has been missing.

"Aren't you making an offer yet?" asked Burlogo.

The bidding for the flesh-and-blood spawn has come to an end. As an undead, Bologo thinks it's nothing, but for others, the flesh-and-blood spawn is undoubtedly a chance to survive, and the price is very hard for this price.

"I don't like repeating quotes."

The woman wrote lightly that Bologo could detect this. Since the two chatted, she no longer looked at the high platform, but kept watching Bologo.

"It's you who make me feel a little interesting. It's not easy to make friends with the Ye Clan these days." The woman said meaningfully.

"I can only say that I am very good at making friends, and everyone likes me."

"Haha."

Hearing what Burlogo said, the woman couldn't help laughing.

Will burrogo make friends?Obviously no, if he could, the two of them should have been in a love duel just now. This guy didn't understand the woman's hints at all, and instead adhered to the idea of ​​an expert, analyzing women endlessly.

"You see, everyone likes me, even the Night Clan," Burrog said.

The woman understood the meaning of Bologo's words, she put away her smile, shook her head and said.

"My liking is not the same as what you think I like, just like you see a funny puppy on the side of the road, I think the same about you."

The woman's expression turned cold, the quotation came to an end, the host counted down the time, and at this moment the woman gracefully raised her hand.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by her, she waved it briefly, and then took it back, she didn't offer an offer, she didn't say anything, she just made such a simple action, everyone cast doubtful eyes, and Some people have already anticipated the tragedy that will follow.

Teasing the host is no fun.

But to everyone's surprise, the host slammed the hammer and shouted with joy.

"Congratulations, you took a picture of it."

Another buyer was stunned. He was ready to give a price, but the host directly made the final decision.

Before the buyer reprimanded anything, the host said again.

"Her value is extraordinary, and you cannot compare to her."

The voice is stern, unmistakable.

"Even if you give everything you have, it's still incomparable."

There is no need for any mammon coins, nor any representations. The appearance of a woman here is a manifestation of value in itself.

Other people in the venue cast their eyes here one after another, trying to see the woman clearly, but the woman didn't care about it at all, and kept staring at Bologo as before, which made others look at Bologo.

They mistakenly thought that the two were together, and whispered constantly.

"I've got another thing to buy," she said, looking at Burlogo.

"You say."

the host asked respectfully.

Only then did the woman look away and look at the host on stage.

"I want to buy a report."

"What will you give?"

"It's also a piece of information."

The host fell silent. He was wearing a mask outlined with gold wire, and no one knew what was going on under the mask.

"He will see you in person."

The woman nodded, and turned her eyes back again, and all this was like an episode, the host immediately continued the auction, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Then, his name." The woman's voice was cold.

"Are you showing me strength?"

Burlogo paid no heed to the woman's threats.

"Is that not enough?"

"I said, I'm a newcomer."

"Newcomers don't come here." The woman was a little bored.

"I don't understand everything here, and so does the power you show"

Bologo didn't care about the woman's tone, and continued to talk about the setting he wrote for himself, "Don't you have a good relationship with the host in private? Tell me, as long as I listen to you, I can go through the back door and shoot Want something next?"

Burlogo was smiling and talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"Aren't you afraid of dying?"

"I won't die."

"As for the power behind you that you have shown," Burrogo continued, "I work for a company with good benefits, which should not be much inferior to you."

Listening to Burlog's serious answer, the woman was suddenly a little confused. She couldn't figure out why Burlog was so calm. In her opinion, there were only two possibilities, either Burlog was the same as her, or he was far stronger than her , but obviously, Bologo is just a sublimator, not weak.

Then there is only another result, Bologo is a fool, and only a fool can be so stupid, and only the explanation of a fool can make everything before it make sense.

The woman's gaze changed from irritability to doubt, followed by curiosity and pity.

Bologo's expression remains the same, he seems to be paralyzed, his expression has not changed, even his eyes are the same, the only change is that the golden halo in his eyes appears and disappears from time to time.

The woman raised her forehead slightly, and it was only then that she realized how boring what she was doing was wasting time on people like Burlogo.

"Forget it, you will always say it."

The woman didn't want to argue any more, and waited for the end of the auction. At that time, she had many ways to get Burlogo to say the name of that person.

"Do you know the most valuable item in this auction?"

Seeing the woman was silent, Burlogo chased after her instead.

"I don't know." The woman perfunctory Burrog, she didn't want to talk to Burrog.

"I know."

To be honest, Burlogo's temperament is really confusing. He always has such a serious face, which makes him serious and rigorous no matter what he says or does.

But if you think about it carefully, you will find that there seems to be something wrong with every link. Now the woman also feels this. She thinks that Bologo is a fool with a problem in his mind, but his rigorous attitude does not seem to be lying. He really Those who know what the finale merchandise is.

"You know? Talking to a lady like this is a failure."

The woman shook her head. She felt that Bologo was a guy with a problem in his mind, and all the abnormalities were the wrong way to talk to a fool.

"But I do know."

"Then talk about it?"

On the contrary, Bologo fell silent. This silence lasted for a long time. During the period, the host also sold a lot of goods, and there were many strange things. Fortunately, most of them were in Bologo's cognition. Even if some of them were beyond recognition, they were recognized by Ai Miao.

Amy's level of alchemy was crushed by Bologo, and she explained these things to Burlogo in her mind.

Powerful alchemy armaments, deceitful contract items, human trafficking, and weird products from the Brotherhood of Truth, fortunately, none of them are as strange as flesh and blood, so Burogo doesn't have to ask a woman to explain.

But after this grotesque freak show, Bologo has a new understanding of these lunatics in the Brotherhood of Truth.

In comparison, Burlogo realized that among them, TEDA was actually not seriously ill.

Only then did he understand why the Bureau of Order felt that Teda was very safe and rational. He who only used alchemy dolls for experiments was simply a clean stream among this group of lunatics.

Similarly, this also made Bologo feel that there may be no need to be completely hostile to TEDA, and everything is still possible to adjust.

I just hope TEDA doesn't do stupid things.

Burrogo glanced across the crowd, and he knew Teda was among them.

The atmosphere was heated by the host, and the finale product was about to debut. The scarlet curtain covered the square box, and the host's words were full of enthusiasm.

"Next is the finale product of this auction..."

He said and put his hands on the curtain.

"The heart of immortality."

Burrog said before the host that his voice was so low that only women could hear it, and the woman's expression changed slightly when she heard it, and then stretched out again. She only felt that Burrog was talking gibberish.

"A relic from the Gorilla Sect."

The host lifted the curtain, and the sound was deafening.

"Immortal Heart!"

On the high platform, the scarlet heart stagnated in the cold quartz, but strange ripples were released from it, affecting everyone's heartbeat and blood.

(End of this chapter)