Chapter 550
There is a dusty smell of dust accumulation in the face.

Tan Sang covered her mouth and nose, her slender and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, she blinked, and glanced around.

This room is very large, but it is firmly nailed inside without any gaps.

There are white curtains covering many things inside, but because of the white curtains, Tan Sang can't see clearly.

A gloomy wind blew from the corner, walking through this room, it turned out to be a long corridor.There are two lights on both sides of the corridor, similar to old-fashioned table lamps.

The light was scorched and distorted and dimmed, making the whole corridor look a little more eerie.Moreover, there is no window at the end of the corridor. I don't know if it didn't exist in the first place, or it was sealed by someone.

Suddenly it was a little weird.

"Little counselor, where is the treasure you mentioned?"

The system suddenly seemed to be disconnected, and there was no response.Like a stone sinking into the sea, never to be seen again.

Tan Sang knew that the system was probably blocked by some signal again.

So he walked over.

Whether the corridor is long or short, the end of the road is also a room.This is a very narrow space.

There was something creaking on his feet.

Tan Sang lowered his head and kicked, but found that he couldn't kick, and his toes still felt a little painful.

She picked it up and found that it was a small fragment of a statue, and she didn't seem to know where it came from.

Looking at the small room, it is also full of broken sculptures.

Tan Sang was slightly stunned, since he broke it, why did he use a room to collect these wastes?

It's just that I eat too much and have nothing to do.

Wouldn't it taste better if you threw it out?

A look of boredom flashed in Tan Sang's beautiful eyes, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, he threw the white broken stone back.

A very crisp bell sound, jingling.

Tan Sang almost felt the immortal energy coming from inside.

Although she is in the plane world now, using a little bit of magic shouldn't be considered against the law of heaven, right?
A white petal formed on the tip of his finger, and it fell among the debris in the wind. Tan Sang saw the little red bell.

Seeing such fineness, Tan Sang was really disgusted.

This is too inconspicuous.

It is estimated that no one wants to sell it.

Just when Tan Sang was about to throw it down, the little bell automatically formed a red rope and tied it around her white and thin wrist.

"..."

Okay, just keep it on hand.

If you can't sell it, it's not bad to take it back to fool the younger brother.

Tan Sang, who got the fairy artifact, walked out slowly.

*

On the other side, Yan Jin, who was on the set of "Imperial Power and Emperor Industry", suddenly vibrated on his phone, and it was the surveillance camera on the third floor that was on.

Someone entered the third floor.

There is a beautiful figure in the shadow, the woman's gait is light, swaying, and a back view makes people think of a lively beauty who is seductive.

Only Yan Jin could see it at a glance.

This is... my sister!

The little assistant watched the boy dragging his chin with one hand, and the hand on his leg tapped his knee leisurely.

He seemed to be thinking about something, and a dark color gradually appeared in his clean eyes.

Didn't he say not to go to the third floor?

He narrowed his eyes, curled his fingertips slightly, tilted his head, and looked at the back view on the phone.

"How can I make my sister obey?"

He whispered, whispering to someone in a voice that other people could not hear.

Suddenly, the intertwining of light and dark in his eyes became more intense. He frowned slightly, lowered his eyes to suppress the dark color in his eyes, and curled the corners of his lips slightly.

zuo ai?
(End of this chapter)

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