The big man's wife is beautiful and sassy

Beautiful fire dancing girl, you dance in the fire and die in the fire. The soul dancer can't feel the pain, and the raging fire bursts out amazing moments.

Fire, is it the other shore leading to dawn, or the express train leading to ghosts?
Han Yiyi frowned: "What do you mean?"

At this time, Alisa's voice sounded.

"The famous painter Margaery is a talented painter. She was already an internationally renowned painter at the age of 22, but unfortunately, she was diagnosed with advanced gastric cancer at the age of 30."

"The last painting she created before her death was called "Fire Dancing Girl". The content of the painting is a young and beautiful girl dancing in the fire until her life is gone."

"You don't even know about such a masterpiece? It's really ignorant."

Alisa's tone was full of contempt.

Han Yiyi: "..."

"This painting is a true portrayal of Margaret herself. The girl in the painting is her. After finishing the painting, she put on her favorite red dress, lit the room, danced in the fire and disappeared. life."

Han Yi's eyes widened, it took a lot of courage to be real or not.

"Even if you know you have terminal cancer, there's no need to be so extreme." Judy couldn't help but said.

Alisa glared at her: "What do you know? As an artist, her body, including her soul, belongs to art and is dedicated to art. What a great spirit this is, you simply cannot understand."

"Although the way she died was tragic, she will always live in people's hearts. She is the painter I admire most."

The corner of Han Yiyi's mouth twitched, well, she really couldn't understand this kind of behavior of playing with fire and self-immolation, it seemed that she was just a layman.

Well, it's good to be a layman.

Warren looked at her: "Don't pay attention to her words. Everyone's worldview is different. Let's find the painting quickly. This painting is in this room, and the password should be on it."

Han Yi nodded.

At this time, the temperature in the room suddenly began to rise.

"Ah... so hot."

Shirene touched the glass of the coffee table, but was so hot that she withdrew her hand. "

Not only the glass, but also the floor began to heat up.

Han Yiyi gritted his teeth: "Hurry up and find paintings, otherwise, we will be roasted to death."

"Who are you scaring?" Tallman wiped his sweat and said disdainfully.

Han Yiyi didn't bother to talk to this person.

Everyone took off all the jackets they could take off, there was no way, it was too hot.

At this time, the temperature in the room rose again.

With a few bang bang bangs, all the cups in the room could not withstand the high temperature and burst open, and the same was true for the glass coffee table.

The light bulbs on the crystal chandelier all started to explode, flying fragments.

"what……"

"Fuck, what is this..."

"how so……"

Everyone panicked, and Tallman cursed violently.

Judy's face was flushed, she held Baker's arm tightly, her chapped lips were obviously severely dehydrated: "I, I can't breathe."

Baker was sweating profusely and anxious. He helped his girlfriend and shouted: "Is there anyone, come on, someone here is dehydrated, we need help."

But no matter how he yelled, the only thing that changed was the rising temperature in the room.

"Oh my God, look quickly." Alisa pointed to a place in shock.

The wooden furniture in the room started to burn because of the high temperature, and even the floor began to melt completely.

All the places that can be touched are all hot, and you will be burned if you reach out.

Everyone completely panicked.

"Is anyone there, open the door, what are you doing?"

"What kind of bullshit game is this? I won't play anymore. Open the door."

But no matter how they called and cursed, no one paid any attention to them.

Han Yiyi burned his palms with several blisters because he was rummaging through the paintings.

Warren pulled her away: "You stand on the sofa, I'll come and find you."

"Let's find it faster together. The temperature is too high. If the painting burns, it will be over."

After Han Yi finished speaking, he looked at the rest of the people: "Stop shouting, no one will answer. The only way to survive is to quickly find the painting, unlock the password and go out."

"Otherwise, everyone will die here."

The faces of several women were already pale, and their eyes were full of fear.

The men were also puzzled, but it was obviously not the time to ask questions. Their survival instinct made them ignore the possibility of being burned, and immediately started looking for it.

"I found it, is it this?"

At this time, Angel held an open painting and looked at them excitedly.

In the opened painting, the color of the eye is fiery red, and the figure of a young girl dances on tiptoe in the fire.

"That's right, that's it." Alisa said immediately.

Everyone walked over immediately.

"Don't snatch it, be careful to destroy the painting." Alisa said immediately.

Although she thinks the painting is just a fake, but for a painter, any painting should be well preserved.

"Where is the password on it?" Tallman said violently.

"Shut up." Warren looked at him coldly.

At this time, with a bang, the sofa curtains all started to catch fire, and in the blink of an eye, the fire started to grow, billowing smoke filled the entire room.

Everyone's heart was shrouded in fear.

Han Yi gritted her teeth one by one, but she didn't find anything unusual about the painting. She thought about it, and immediately walked towards the electronic door.

"What's the date this painting was made?" She looked to Alissa.

Alisa paled: "I, I'll think about it."

She quickly said a number.

Han clicked one by one, and it showed that the password was wrong.

"No, when is this Margaery's birthday?"

Alisa said another number, but the input was still wrong.

Han Yi raised his heart one by one, his face was tense, and he closed his eyes fiercely, but he still couldn't stop the dizziness in his brain.

High temperature and dense smoke, it is really a big test to think of the password under such circumstances.

Warren pressed her shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Don't panic."

Han Yiyi bit the tip of her tongue fiercely, and she looked at the prompt paragraph on the screen again, her hands were trembling uncontrollably.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she looked at Alisa.

"The date of Margaery's death, when did she die?"

Most of the floor in the room had already burned, and the room couldn't see its original appearance at all. The fire was about to spread towards their gathering place.

Alisa tremblingly said a date, Han Yiyi entered it with trembling hands, and with a ding sound, the metal door slowly opened.

Password is correct.

Han Yiyi heaved a sigh of relief, everyone was overjoyed and rushed in.

After a ten-second countdown, the metal gate slowly closed, blocking out all the flames.

Everyone collapsed on the floor in shock, gasping for breath.

Han Yiyi's heart was pounding, and she still couldn't calm down. Warren poured her a glass of water and said, "Drink some."