Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 230

Chapter 230

Inside the store.

Without warning, Mu Sen's pupils shrank, subconsciously lowered his head, and looked towards his hand.

Under the dim oil lamp, on the little finger, the thin red silk thread that no one can see is tense and trembling violently, with intermittent luster reflected on it, as if being dragged by some invisible force, as if the next Seconds will fall apart and fall apart.

The little finger trembled violently, and on the pale skin, there were bright red marks, which were gradually deepening.

What? ? ?

The horrified "color" flashed across Mu Sen's eyes, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Even when he failed last time, he had never seen such a situation—it wasn't just the power dissipating and the thin thread disintegrating, but there seemed to be some more terrifying power outside, which seemed to affect him in turn!

Mu Sen turned his head abruptly, and looked at the girl not far away in surprise.

The other party was still in a coma, with his head drooping, leaning motionless against the counter, looking slender and fragile, without any ability to fight back.

Why is this happening? !

At the same time, in the illusory space between reality and dreams.

Wu Zhu paused slightly, pinching a terrified bug with his pale fingertips, and it was only a hair's breadth away from crushing it completely.

He turned his head and looked at Wen Jianyan who was leaning against the counter:

"Why?"

"Please believe me, I keep it for a reason!"

Wen Jianyan supported the counter and stood up.

He spoke very fast, and when he was speaking, he was still staring at Wu Zhu's movements, fearing that the other party would accidentally crush him to death, "Everything I did was to successfully climb up to the fifth floor, complete Your task, everything is just a stopgap measure!"

Wu Zhu lowered his eyes, and the golden eyes were filled with the light of candle flames: "So, you know its purpose, right?"

Wen Jianyan's breathing was slightly suffocated.

He was aware of the danger hidden behind this question, but Wen Jianyan could only follow along, and he had to bite the bullet and admit, "Yes."

Wu Zhu stood still, twirling the fragile spider carelessly, and asked in a calm tone: "What are you going to do with it later, huh?"

coming.

Wen Jianyan's heart sank.

The answer is of course: use the Nightmare live broadcast room to solve it.

However, this is something Wen Jianyan absolutely cannot tell Wu Zhu. If the other party knows this, the deal between his nightmares will be exposed, and his dangerous double-sided spy game will be completely destroyed. If it failed, the cooperation relationship between them was already in jeopardy, especially under the premise that Wen Jianyan was still a double-faced person.

As for the desires that have not yet been clearly controlled by the other party, they are all too primitive and barbaric. Sex and appetite are tightly bound, not warm, nor pure, but because of the evil nature of the body, it looks extraordinarily dark. It is full of extremely violent nature, once it is really catalyzed and stimulated by a certain evil desire, and the other party "recognizes" the way of satisfaction, well, the evil consequences he has done before will inevitably be horrifying beyond the capacity of human beings. Way to explode.

Wen Jianyan was not sure if he could bear the price.

Compared to that... death would even be a better choice.

Taking advantage of the cognitive gap between the two parties, Wen Jianyan just managed to cheat some false "equality". However, this equality is based on a fragile and unbalanced power relationship. This extremely unstable relationship can almost break down at any time.

It was like under the thin and fragile layer of ice, there was hot magma that could swallow him up. Once he lost his footing, he would be lost forever.

It has to be said that although Wu Zhu's cognition in some aspects is extremely poor and superficial, he has a beast-like intuition on some very critical issues.

Wu Zhumeng, although opposite, is equally terrifying. If he wants to play with two behemoths at the same time, he may have to be more careful in the future.

In just a few moments, Wen Jianyan adjusted her sudden disordered heartbeat.

He raised his eyes, looked towards the other party, and analyzed clearly:

"The difficulty of each floor has increased too much. Just reaching the second floor, the dangerous difficulty has increased to an unimaginable level. Although my former teammate barely survived several waves of attacks, relying on a little luck to survive, But the strength of the team is basically on the verge of being exhausted, and they are trapped together on the third floor, and my power will be very low."

He said in a very calm, almost cruel tone.

"Using this broadcasting ability, I can temporarily gain the trust of the other party. Using this, I can survive the third floor."

In other words, Wen Jianyan was going to temporarily join the orange candy team and use it as cannon fodder for him on the third floor.

"Aren't you worried about turning their tools around?"

Wu Zhu stood there, watching Wen Jianyan.

The oil lamp was burning, and the faint light illuminated his over-perfect human appearance. It was easy for people to forget that there was a strange existence hidden under this seemingly flat face.

"They are reluctant." Wen Jianyan smiled.

When he said this, his attitude was so easy that it was almost arrogant, his brows and eyes were calm, and there was a deep sense of delusion, "I am worth a lot, being cannon fodder is too wasteful, and they will soon realize that." It will be white."

In an instant, Wu Zhu's eyes flickered, his Adam's apple rolled up and down for a moment, and he continued to ask:

"Aren't you afraid of accidents?"

"Of course I'm afraid."

Unexpectedly, Wen Jianyan admitted it unabashedly.

He took another step forward, and before he knew it, he had already approached Wu Zhu.

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes, her pale lips raised, revealing a slight smile:

"But, aren't you still here?"

"As long as you pass the third floor, and between the fifth floor, there is only the last floor left, and the target is right in front of you... I believe that by then, you won't let me go completely, right?"

Qing smiled, whether it was eyes or gestures, there was a bit of sweetness and softness.

The light "colored" eyeballs showed a clear texture under the light, like hard candy that was slowly melting, warm, intimate, and sticky.

"...We are partners."

Inside the store.

Mu Sen was startled, and looked down at his fingers.

I don't know when I left, but the pain that gradually became more severe gradually slowed down, the red marks drawn by the thin thread dissipated, and the thin thread that was about to fall apart gradually became solid again, and everything seemed to be recovering normal.

He cast a surprised look at Wen Jianyan who was sitting on the ground.

The other party sat there with his head down, as if he didn't know anything about it.

Why did he gradually regain control?

What did you just post?

Mu Sen frowned, feeling that he couldn't understand everything before.

"Hey, Mu Sen, what are you still doing?"

The shout of orange candy came from not far away.

He was startled, and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, only to see that the other party was staring at him impatiently, and pointed to the old-fashioned clock above his head: "Don't you even check the time?"

The moment the first team enters the store and lights the oil lamp, the 15-minute countdown will begin.

The countdown is over and the darkness is coming. If there are any teams that have not entered this level by then, they will be eliminated, and at that time, this level will also attract a new round of challenges.

On the dial, the slow speed of the minute hand is definitely moving towards the direction of 12, which means that the night is coming within one minute, and the "customer" is about to come to the door.

"Team, what about her?"

A team member looked down at Wen Jianyan who was sitting in front of the counter and asked.

Tangerine Candy turned to look at Musen:

"So, is your certification over? Is she a prophet?"

Mu Sen, who just boasted that "it will be ready soon", slowly shook his head, showing shame: "Unfortunately, there is not yet..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Tangerine Tang seemed to lose interest:

"Okay, let me know when you have the result."

She waved her hand to signal him to shut up, then raised her chin to her team members:

"Carry it into the counter."

The little girl smiled and looked at the sleeping Wen Jianyan: "Such a beautiful big sister, whether she is a prophet or not, can't die so soon."

Mu Sen knew he was wrong, so he closed his mouth firmly.

Soon, darkness fell.

Boundless shadows enveloped everything outside the glass door, as if entering the next world, no light could penetrate it, only the oil lamps in the shop flickered slightly, barely illuminating the shop in front of us.

but…

The difference between the first and second floors is that the shops on the third floor do not have shelves.

Instead, it presents an even weirder picture.

Scarlet wooden tables and chairs are placed in the huge shop, and the walls on all sides are covered with paintings. The scrolls of the frames are all made of the same texture as furniture, giving off a strong ominous signal.

Every painting is a portrait painting.

Wu Zhu lowered his eyes, the jumping candlelight illuminated his side face, he was still pinching a struggling spider with his fingertips, he didn't know how much he had listened to Wen Jianyan's rhetoric just now.

The waiting time was quiet and long. Although Wen Jianyan's "color" has not changed, his heart is still a little up and down.

Finally, Wu Zhu spoke.

"As you please," he said.

Wu Zhu let go of his hand, and with pale Xiu's fingers slightly clenched, he placed the tortured and dying spider on the counter. Although it was out of the grip of the terrifying breath, the spider remained motionless, shivering in place, He didn't dare to escape at will.

Wen Jianyan blinked, and let out a sigh of relief.

Wang Zi, Wu Zhu finally accepted his explanation.

Moreover, I don't know if it's an illusion... The other party's mood seems to have subtly improved?

Wu Zhu leaned over slightly, his golden eyes were like a calm lake or a bottomless abyss, clearly reflecting the green face in front of him, he raised his hand, and gently pressed the other's side neck.

His fingers were extremely cold, and when they touched the warm and soft human skin, there was a slight shudder.

Qing seemed to want to retreat, but was held back on the verge of action, and was held in his palm obediently and obediently.

Taking advantage of the other party's strength, Wen Jianyan looked up at Wu Zhu.

Rubbing the joint between the neck and jaw with fingertips, feeling the beating flow of blood under the soft skin, Wu Zhu narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his lips, and revealed a smile similar to pleasure, sharp and white Teeth appear between opening and closing:

"You know how to call me."

And, next time, he'll charge a small fee.

"I am looking forward."

Wu Zhu whispered.

Chapter end