Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 153

Chapter 153

【Integrity First】Pinch in the live broadcast room:

"No? I'm shocked?? This, this, this direction, it seems that something is wrong? Has there been such a tendency for npcs to be interested in players in this dungeon before?!"

"No!!"

"Senior lovers of this Ping'an Sanatorium can tell responsibly...not at all! I also didn't find that No. 01 has other hobbies besides slaughtering people!"

The body of No. 01 is terribly hot.

He is like a huge and heavy furnace, with a tall and strong body, with tense muscles lying down, and there is a terrifying strange force hidden under each piece, which is impossible to compete at the physical level.

Wen Jianyan almost had the illusion that he was like a kitten and puppy being carried, and all the fierce struggles were easily invisible.

There are bright lights overhead.

The air in the lungs is squeezed out, bringing a vertigo-like suffocation.

His back was pressed against the cold wall, and his bones were aching. Due to the difference in body size, his toes could only hang down, unable to touch the surface at all.

damn it.

The words the other party just uttered set Wen Jianyan's alarm bells ringing.

He has never been a pure kid who is blank about this, and even said that, as a fraudster, he is very familiar with this type of "communication"—although Wen Jianyan disdains to do it, he has to admit that there are still some problems. Few peers are very good at using their own charm to achieve their goals through in-depth communication with ulterior motives.

The man's broad palms with well-defined bony bones grasped the bend of his legs, and even continued upwards with ulterior motives.

The golden eyelashes drooped down, and in the depths of the pair of blue, burning eyes, there was an undisguised scorching feeling.

Greedy and excited, fiery and restless.

Due to the close distance, Wen Jianyan could clearly feel the change in the aggressiveness of the opponent's body.

day.

The love this time is really a literal love.

After realizing this, Wen Jianyan felt his head buzzing.

Damn, this dungeon is probably a little sick!

However, thanks to the viewing angle which is now higher than his own height, Wen Jianyan looked over Edward's broad shoulders and was able to see 04 sitting at the table not far below the stairs.

He still maintains Wen Jianyan's leaving posture, expressionless and peaceful, a pair of cold gray eyes are looking at this direction, but there is an extremely strong, almost biting killing intent in the bottom of the eyes.

Therefore, Wen Jianyan undid the restraint on No. 04 without hesitation.

In the interface of the void, the words [Item Invalidation] four bright blue words emerged.

Wen Jianyan squinted his eyes, under the long eyelashes, there was a little moisture from physiological suffocation, he was separated from Edward's body, and he and No. 04 who had regained their freedom looked at each other through the void.

"…Yes."

Wen Jianyan raised his hand and hooked it on Edward's shoulder and neck. The other party was startled, and his shoulders tensed slightly.

Qing leaned close to the ear of the blond man in front of him, while staring deeply at the distant gray-haired man, his eyes were seductive and seductive, his wet red lips curved, and he lowered his voice, he smiled, slightly Yang's ending sound is sticky with desire:

"You're the one I like."

The blond-haired man's breathing became rapid in an instant, he leaned over and bit the elegant collarbone between the loose shoulder straps fiercely, grinding with his snow-white sharp teeth.

Wen Jianyan no longer struggled.

On the contrary, he smiled.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Ah, ah, ah, help, I don't care who the anchor is talking to now, he is definitely thinking of me right now!! I don't care!!"

"Good guy... The power to stir up the Asura field is really **** amazing... Now 01 and 04 feel that the anchor is confessing to themselves!"

"What kind of large Shura field is this? My whole body exploded!!"

The next second, the statue in the corridor seemed to be alive, and the pale humanoid arms stretched out, wrapping tightly around No. 01's neck.

No. 01 showed a look of astonishment, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Wen Jianyan took this opportunity to break free from the slightly relaxed arm of the other party.

Obviously, different high-risk patients have different control over their own spiritual world. Almost all the bonuses of No. 01 are in terms of physical fitness, and the spiritual worlds of the two are also different. The black and white world will compete and occupy each other according to the master's will.

Well, as a high-risk patient, 04, whose spiritual world is far more alienated than the others, must have his own advantages in combat power, enough for him to compete with No. 01.

It was precisely out of this consideration that Wen Jianyan decisively released the restraint on 04.

01 looked violent, he grabbed the statue's arm with one hand, then leaned back violently, smashing the stone sculpture around his neck into pieces full of pieces.

He turned his head and looked at No. 04 at the bottom of the stairs.

The gray-haired and gray-eyed man climbed up the stairs, and there was undisguised murderous intent and anger in the depths of his misty eyes.

All the stone sculptures lined up in the corridor moved, and countless arms protruded from some of the hanging paintings, all reaching towards No. 01.

—Look at this, probably this is why No. 04 was not worried about him leaving the room from the beginning, and even let him wander around in the corridor, which also explains why he found Wen Jianyan who sneaked out so easily.

Because in the entire spiritual world, all the works of art created by him are his eyeliner and minions.

Wen Jianyan staggered and sat on the chair, fresh air poured into his throat, he panted eagerly, whether it was from anger or suffocation, from the cheekbones to the neck, there was a slight blush under the pale flesh, looking sensational Fragile.

No. 04 came to his side, the gentleman stretched out his hand to Qing, who was in ragged clothes, and said in a cold and low voice:

"are you OK?"

What didn't match the voice was the dark and turbulent mist in his eyes.

Wen Jianyan shook his head and borrowed his hand to stand up.

The eyes of No. 01 fell on the overlapping hands of the two, and Zhang Duanzheng showed a fierce and terrifying expression on his face. He picked up a heavy stone statue next to him and threw it at 04 viciously.

Wen Jianyan took a step back, away from the area where the film could be affected.

He looked up.

The double amber eyeballs are covered with a shiny water film, but they are as cold and cunning as a snake, with a secret smile of a successful trick.

Called.

well played.

He took the opportunity to step back a little bit.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Suddenly, I seem to understand a lot of wars fought because of beauties..."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha, after all, as the protagonist in the center of the Shura field, he is not a poor little pity who is willing to be scrambled by others, but a serious fire-fighting madman, hahahahahaha!"

"Wuuuuu, I really hope that he will accept the little pity... The scene just now, for any good-looking anchor, is not a proper welfare stew! Damn it!"

"As expected of you, liar, you actually ran away under such circumstances...I underestimated you..."

"I'm so **** off! What about the overturned anchor, why doesn't he always overturn under such circumstances!"

At this moment, there was a strange pulling force from the waist.

Wen Jianyan was shocked!

In the next second, with a burst of dizziness and a change of light and shadow, he fell heavily on the ground—the familiar dull pain came from the tailbone, and Wen Jianyan couldn't help showing a grinning expression.

"are you OK?"

A familiar voice came from above.

Wen Jianyan was startled, and looked up in the direction of the voice.

The scene in front of him changed somehow, the messy and luxurious hall disappeared, and there was a corridor in front of him that was equally chaotic, but it was obvious that he had left the spiritual world of No. 04.

He blinks.

"Did you lose your head?"

Su Cheng asked.

Seeing the half-concern and half-disgust expression on the other side, Wen Jianyan finally felt that he was out of danger.

After sending 01 and 03, who were fighting so hard, to 04, Su Cheng and Huang Mao cautiously didn't follow up—the gods fighting prisoners suffered, they didn't want to be victims of chaos.

In addition, they are very aware of Wen Jianyan's behavior style. If they join in hastily, they may even become a drag on the other party. Therefore, at the junction of the two areas, Su Cheng activated the people-pulling props in the first copy— Of course, buy the most advanced.

This, as soon as a teammate comes within range, is pulled out.

They were just trying it out by chance, but they didn't expect to actually drag him out. It was a pleasant surprise.

"Say it..."

Huang Mao's eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's clothes, and his expression became complicated. "You...what's the matter with your clothes?"

The green man in front of him has a full beard and tail, no missing arms or broken legs, but the protective work uniform he was wearing has disappeared, replaced by a broken red skirt with the hem torn open, exposing two slender legs, He was not wearing shoes, and on one of his legs was a garter stocking that was half inseparable. The watery fabric had already been scratched, and there were several large holes in it, exposing the pale and delicate skin underneath.

Why does it look a little... weird?

"It's a group of perverts." Qing rubbed her hair and answered concisely.

Oh, what a pervert...

The yellow-haired Su Cheng suddenly realized, but soon showed a blank expression with an empty mind.

..., it doesn't seem normal, does it?

After a brief conversation, Wen Jianyan quickly revived with full blood and jumped from above:

"Go, let's stay away from here, the farther the better!"

Although the few high-risk patients inside are now fighting among themselves, Wen Jianyan is not sure whether they will come after them again soon, so it is better to take advantage of this time and run early to settle the matter.

The other two nodded in agreement: "Which direction?"

Wen Jianyan pondered for a few seconds, then looked at Su Cheng: "If I'm not wrong, you brought 01 and 03 here, right?"

Su Cheng nodded, showing a worried expression: "Yes."

"Good job." Wen Jianyan patted the other party's shoulder, "It's very my style."

If it was him, he would do the same.

yes…

Thinking of what happened after 01 and 03 joined, Wen Jianyan's expression twisted involuntarily for a moment.

In short, although it made him a little more difficult, it finally left a way to escape.

"Where did you find them?" Wen Jianyan asked.

Su Cheng pointed at one of the directions blankly: "What are you going to do?"

"Stolen house."

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes, and smiled at the two people in front of him, revealing a sly, aggressive smile.

Due to the addition of No. 01, the space of No. 03 is finally not so winding and endless like a labyrinth. According to Su Cheng's guidance, Wen Jianyan and they soon came to the place where No. 01 and No. 03 clashed.

Since three high-risk patients were crowded in a small area, the whole space looked extremely chaotic—even so, the area in front of us could still be regarded as chaos within chaos.

The walls were covered with blood, slash marks, and knife marks. The walls collapsed, as if they had been bombed.

Wen Jianyan looked around, and soon found the hole where Edward broke through the wall.

"Walk."

he commanded.

The three kept a low profile, walked through the hole in the wall as quickly as possible, and soon came to the familiar, Edward's spiritual realm—although it looked full of violence and blood, compared with other high-risk patients, it was really simple. Straightforward to the extreme, there is only one corridor that leads straight into the distance.

Wen Jianyan has already been here once, so he is very familiar with the path here.

He hurried forward, looking for the ward of No. 01——due to the too thrilling experience before, he was walking very fast now, as if he was being chased by someone all the time.

The other two followed behind him, hurrying up and down, almost unable to keep up with his pace.

Su Cheng turned his head, his eyes skipped over the **** graffiti on the wall, his face showed a blank expression: "Speaking of which, have these graffiti changed a bit...?"

"No."

Wen Jianyan didn't look back.

"Oh... Maybe I remember wrong." Su Cheng scratched his head and said.

After all, among them, Wen Jianyan was the one with an excessively strong memory. Since the other party said no, it probably didn't.

Wen Jianyan chose to come to the ward of No. 01 for only one reason, and that was to find the hidden props in the other party's ward. If the hidden props of the other high-risk patients were all in his own ward, No. 01 should be no exception.

As a liar, Wen Jianyan has always believed that as long as there is a chance, he must squeeze out all the remaining value of the prey until there is no more money to be made from the other party.

Now that they are all here, it is better to collect them all before leaving.

Soon, the ward of No. 01 was in sight.

Wen Jianyan was refreshed and pushed open the familiar room.

In the next second, he fell silent.

Su Cheng and Huang Mao looked in from behind him and also fell silent.

The layout of the ward is not much different from before, messy room, huge iron bed, and holes in the wall that were violently dug, but what is different from before is...

On the wall directly opposite in front of you, a big love symbol was smeared with blood.

The style of painting is very strange.

Su Cheng: "..."

This change... It seems that you don't need to have a good memory to be aware of it, right?

Huang Mao: "???"

, although it's my first time here, but this pattern is really not quite right!

It's a bit too out of tune with the simple and rude cult style around!

"...Could this be drawn by No. 01?" Huang Mao showed a puzzled expression: "Shouldn't it? I remember that he should never have the chance to return to his spiritual world?"

"No. 01 doesn't need to come back. This is the spiritual world, which should change according to the patient's mental state." Su Cheng showed a thoughtful expression.

Huang Mao: "It's strange! Why is there love? He fell in love?"

Su Cheng "touched" and "touched" his chin, pondering:

"Shouldn't it? I think there may be some semiotic meaning in it..."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA who killed me from laughing!"

"I didn't expect that the most outrageous answer of Huang Mao's direct words is actually the most correct!"

"I'm dying of laughter, baby Su Cheng, don't guess, what semiotics is not semiotics, don't even think about whether No. 01 has brains and knowledge reserves!"

"Yes, the answer is already in front of you! He is in love! Laugh!"

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