Trapped in the Artist's Nightmare Chapter 325

A familiar voice sounded in their ears. Gu Qingqing took out her cell phone and took a look: 3:00:01.

"Three hours have already passed?!" Wu You was very surprised, "Why didn't I hear the second time signal?"

"I heard it. We were still under the silver tree at that time." Gu Qingqing remembered clearly that Wu You was studying the trumpet sound played by the silver angel under the tree at that time. "We only have 10 hours left. We must hurry!"

"We currently have a silver leaf and a handful of gold sand." Wu You began to calculate the "disposable assets" that the two people currently had. "Although this leaf is made of silver, it is a leaf that fell from the silver tree in the palace of the Mongolian Khan. I guess it should be worth some money."

The two of them had now walked onto a bustling bazaar, with shops lining the roadside and some stalls in front of the shops selling food and daily necessities. The sounds of people asking for prices and bargaining could be heard one after another, which could truly be called a scene from the ancient world.