The high platform that the doll was sitting on was actually the piano in the living room. The wooden furniture such as the dining table and chairs had been burned out of shape. The bright floor-to-ceiling windows that allowed sunlight to penetrate were now only black holes. The glass, curtains, and posters were all gone. There was only a merciless draft.
It was not surprising that this was the real 14th floor. However, when she thought about how the doll had said that this was her home, Ji Jing felt a little sad.
"Why is it like before?" Xu Tian scratched his head." And only you saw it." Moreover, this wasn't made by a doll. Then what was going on?
Ming Ze had never encountered such a situation before. He could only guess." Perhaps the remnant thoughts left behind by the original master resonated with the array formation, and we happened to walk into such an array formation."
