Yuan Xiaotian, who was already unsteady on his feet, was knocked out and wiped 5 or 6 meters along the ground. Lin Muwan was also knocked to the ground by the huge force.

But she stood up quickly, and Jiang Cheng saw her wipe the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand, and then ran back without looking back.

"Mu Wan!" Lin Muyun couldn't help shouting.

The moment Lin Muwan turned around and exposed his back, the murderer seemed to have received some kind of signal and immediately turned around, pointing his toes in the direction of Lin Muwan's escape.

Later, Yuan Xiaotian's figure who fell on the ground struggled to stand up, and then chased Lin Muwan in a very strange posture.

His head, which was split in half, was shaking in the air, with wet liquid dripping from it.

Jiang Cheng's heart suddenly sank as his gaze glanced to one side indifferently.

The murderer who was standing on the other side actually disappeared.

"Where did the murderer go?" Lin Muyun noticed this immediately, and his face was surprisingly ugly. After all, the murderer's target now changed to his only sister.

The direction Lin Muwan ran towards was not the gate, but the safe passage.

How could Lin Muyun not understand that she wanted to lure the murderer away and leave the hope of survival to herself and Mr. Jiang?

Now, the entire hall is empty. The door that represents the way out is not far away. As long as you go out, you can survive.

"You go first, you are too weak. If you stay, you will only cause trouble for me." Jiang Cheng pushed him towards the door, "Wait for me outside, and I will take your sister out."

After saying that, Jiang Cheng didn't give Lin Muyun a chance to explain, and immediately chased him in the direction where Lin Muwan disappeared.

Lin Muyun glanced at the location of the door, then with a fierce look on his face, he walked a few steps quickly, grabbed a chair, weighed it a few times, and then chased towards Jiangcheng.

"call--"

"call--"

Lin Muwan broke into the safe passage, kept her head down, and kept running up the stairs. She had never run so fast before because her body did not allow it.

She was breathing heavily, and her heart was beating as if it was about to explode, but she felt indescribably happy, even overpowering her fear of dying.

She helped her brother and Mr. Jiang to free themselves from the threat of the murderer.

She did it alone.

There were footsteps behind me, and I kept chasing him. It must be Yuan Xiaotian.

She remembered the strange sound of footsteps, as if the feet were not leaving the ground, and the shoes were dragging and wiping on the ground.

She was running so fast just now that she didn't have time to look around. She didn't count how many floors she ran to, but she guessed that there should be some on the 6th or 7th floor.

The stairwell was darker than the outside. She needed to concentrate very hard to see the surrounding scene clearly. The thin mist spread back at some point, causing her stress.

Suddenly, she stopped.

As if she had discovered something strange, she frowned and stared at one place, which was on the wall at the corner.

The wall she was facing.

The next second, her breathing suddenly became rapid, her body subconsciously moved back, and she almost fell down the stairs.

A window appeared on the wall.

No, not the window!

It's a painting!

This is a painting hanging on the wall, an oil painting! This window... is painted, but the painting is too realistic, as if it were real.

As the fog dissipated little by little, the exposed area of ​​the wall became larger and larger. Around the "window", a large, bronze-colored picture frame with a metallic luster appeared.

Lin Muwan's mind went blank. If Jiang Cheng were standing here, he would immediately think of what happened to the shop owner in the reasoning hall.

But it didn't matter, because Lin Muwan saw a terrifying figure behind the window in the painting.

Killer!

The murderer is standing in the painting!

It is separated from itself by that window.

Immediately afterwards, under Lin Muwan's helpless and desperate eyes, the murderer stretched out his remaining arm and slowly opened the window that separated the two people with a "crunch-" sound.

A pitch-black hand poked out from the crack of the pushed-open window and reached out of the painting.

run!

She only had one thought left, run as far as possible, anywhere, just to stay away from here, away from the dark and cramped stairwell, away from this ghost painting, and the murderer!

She rushed behind the security door and opened it. Just as she was about to rush out, she paused and was dumbfounded.

Outside... is the hall she left not long ago, the first floor hall!

What made her even more desperate was that a stiff figure was walking towards her with strange steps, with a face that was split in half, and there seemed to be a hint of a scary smile.

Yuan Xiaotian!

How can it be?

Lin Muwan felt that her whole body was about to collapse. She couldn't figure out what the situation was like now. She had obviously run far away on the stairs, how could she still be on the first floor.

So what were the ones she ran before?

Her body softened and she slowly retreated until she tripped over the steps of the stairs. She turned her head tremblingly, and on the wall at the corner not far away, the murderer had already stretched out his entire arm and most of his head.

The eyes hidden under the transparent tape were staring intently at his face, and the corners of his torn mouth seemed to be uttering silent ridicule.

She slowly tightened her body, with Yuan Xiaotian pressing in front of her, and the murderer about to emerge from the painting behind her. For this girl, it was a nightmare she had never imagined.

The recent scenes are replayed in my mind frame by frame, like a movie, my brother, Xia Qiang, and that reliable Mr. Jiang...

Lin Muwan clenched her arms tightly, and finally couldn't help it, sobbing softly.

Yuan Xiaotian walked closer and closer, and Lin Muwan, who had his head lowered, even noticed the swaying and approaching shadow not far from his feet.

The shadow has no head, only two petals-like things hanging precariously around its neck.

But the next second, there was a "dong" sound in her ears, and then there seemed to be a light in front of her, and Lin Muwan subconsciously raised her head.

Yuan Xiaotian's body staggered and he almost fell down, while a man carrying a chair was frantically picking up the chair and slamming it down on Yuan Xiaotian.

elder brother!

There was light in Lin Muwan's eyes. She had never seen her gentle brother have such a violent side.

However, his brother's attack did not cause any substantial damage to Yuan Xiaotian except for some shaking.

Fortunately, another figure knocked Yuan Xiaotian down at the same time as he broke in, then passed her and immediately rushed behind her.

Lin Muwan's first reaction was to remind him to be careful of the murderer. After all, it had already emerged halfway...

But when she turned around, she saw Jiang Cheng holding the half-opened window, slamming it shut, and clamping the murderer's stretched-out arm and head in the gap, while still cursing fiercely.

Clamp you to death or something.
Chapter completed!