Chapter 59 crooked in his arms.

Agatha Frost's expression was casual and her words were absurd, and Eric Brown instinctively felt that she was just talking nonsense.

But for no reason, his heart still panicked because of her word'death '.

He wanted to ask Agatha Frost something, but there was a long breath in his ear.

The little woman on her shoulder had fallen asleep.

Eric Brown stared at Agatha Frost's pale lips, his eyebrows tightening.

He stretched out his arm to embrace her, and she was all crooked in his arms.

Breathing steadily, as if exhausted.

The auction below continues. Eric Brown is also interested in several medicinal materials this time.

Soon after the shot, it finally came to lot 27.

"Next," said the auctioneer, "this two-hundred-year-old Earthly Fire Dance starts at 20 million! Each price increase is not less than one million.

All present are knowledgeable people, who do not know whether Earthly Fire Dance can be met or not?