Trapped in the Artist's Nightmare Chapter 247

All the bags were packed, and everyone took the prepared magic medicine to keep out the cold. When everyone pushed open the door and walked to the corridor, the lights were still as bright as in a fantasy movie. Everyone passed through the corridor silently, and when they saw the seven vertical lines on the wall, they couldn't help but look back at each other.

"The first three lines are drawn very straight and powerfully. I feel they are from the same person's handwriting..." Before Owen Wei finished his words, a voice of "turn off the lights---" came from the lighting brigade. Soon, the lights on various floors were turned off one after another, and everything returned to the familiar darkness.

Everyone turned on their mobile phones in tacit understanding and kept the fluorite with them - because there was no more time to greet the witch who provided the fluorite, so everyone left all the precious goods to the witch.

With the help of the light of fluorite, everyone successfully reached the top floor.

"When I think about leaving through the window where Sister Xi and Lu Heng were buried, I feel uncomfortable..." Mai Peng's emotions were complicated. He was happy to have found a way out, but also felt a certain inexplicable loss.