He really felt that the dancer danced well and had great performance. The only pity was that he had no mouth.

It would look better if it had a mouth.

So at this moment, Lin Mo was painting the mouth of the dancer's portrait.

When he finished the painting, he felt quite satisfied, but looking at Zhang Meng's expression, it was so miserable that he didn't know what to say.

At this time, Zhang Meng also picked up the palette, adjusted the colors, and helped Lin Mo repair it with a pen.

Or say they are professionals.

After the repair was completed, it was much more coordinated than what Lin Mo had painted before.

Zhang Meng greeted Lin Mo and left quickly.

Apparently she has achieved her goal.

If they want to leave, they have to return to the original room.

Now is a good opportunity, because the maid is looking for them outside, and she must not have thought that they would come back.

So Lin Mo and Zhang Meng ran out quickly without further delay.

Fortunately, there was no movement in the corridor.

The maid is not outside.

Maybe he followed the cat downstairs.

This is opportunity.

The two people sped up and ran back to the previous room, but as soon as they entered, they saw a terrifying face.

It's the two-and-a-half-meter tall maid.

The other party actually didn't leave, but came and waited.

This is definitely a big 'surprise' for Lin Mo and Zhang Meng.

Anyway, Zhang Meng was directly fooled.

This was the first time Lin Mo saw the maid's face head-on.

It's really ugly. Just looking at it for a long time would make you vomit after dinner.

And she really has a mouth.

It can be said that this maid was the only person with a mouth that Lin Mo saw on the Silence.

There must be something special about her.

Maybe, the other party is the real boss on the Silence?

The next moment, the maid opened her mouth, and her tongue, which was similar to an octopus claw, stuck out. It was no exaggeration to say that Lin Mo felt numb on the soles of his feet at that moment.

What exactly is this look?

It is rare to have a bifurcated tongue, but in this case, it was divided eight times.

A stench hit my face.

Lin Mo reacted very quickly, grabbing Zhang Meng's collar and pulling him back. At the same time, he had already slashed out a knife with his other hand and struck the opponent's tongue.

As a result, the blade bounced off as if it had struck metal.

The other party's tongue seemed to be able to extend indefinitely. Seeing several tongues coming at him, Lin Mo hurriedly rolled on the spot.

A few snaps.

The wooden floor was smashed and cracked.

The next moment, a figure emerged from Lin Mo's clothes.

It's light rain.

Then the black dress shrouded the sky and sun.

Or we have to rely on light rain at critical times.

Lin Mo knew that this was an opportunity, a fleeting opportunity.

At the moment, I was carrying Zhang Meng and rushing towards the wall where I could leave.

Then, as if some kind of plastic wrap was broken, the two of them went outside.

The broken painting is being repaired quickly.

The light rain hasn't come out yet.

Lin Mo grabbed the knife and rushed in.

Before he could rush in this time, Xiaoyu rushed out and threw himself into Lin Mo's arms.

Her black dress was somewhat damaged. It seemed that the maid had the blessing of Silence. She was originally A-level, but her current strength may have surpassed S-level.

Will the other party rush out?

Lin Mo assumed that he would, so he could only continue to run away.

Unexpectedly, he ran a few steps and looked back. Zhang Meng was still there. At this moment, she took a paintbrush and painted a red cross on the left and right sides.

Rumble.

The entire Silence shook at this moment, as if it had hit a rock.

But Lin Mo knew that it had nothing to do with the reef, but because of Zhang Meng's red cross.

On the crossed oil painting, the maid seemed to be looking fiercely at Lin Mo and others outside through a layer of glass.

But she can't seem to get out.

Zhang Meng destroyed the world of oil painting with two strokes.

At first, Lin Mo thought it would be fine if he just made a cross and let me go.

But looking at Zhang Meng's enthusiasm, I knew that things were not as simple as I thought. Maybe only a professional painter like Zhang Meng could do this.
Chapter completed!