Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 232

Chapter Two Hundred and Twelve

"Ah, will you tell me?"

The other party was sitting with his back against the counter, knowing when he had woken up unexpectedly, with a slight smile on his face, gentle and shy, his amber eyes looked extraordinarily deep under the dim light, unexpectedly It gives a sense of impenetrability.

"Could it be that the result is too good?"

At this moment, the information obtained by the body from the opponent's blood also reached Mu Sen's mind.

The anchor in front of him was completely unfamiliar to him.

In other words, it was brought back by Tangerine Candy, and it was not the prophet anchor he had contacted last time. The other party knew what method he had used to deceive the eyes and ears of his prop, Orange Candy, and was brought here as a prophet.

Got tricked.

After realizing this, Mu Sen's face was ashen, and his expression gradually became distorted.

The girl leaned slightly, staring at him with those eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.

The tone was not special, just faint, as if he was sincerely comforting him, but in Mu Sen's ears, Mo carried a hint of condescending ridicule.

Wen Jianyan said with a smile:

"Don't worry, it must be accurate, right?"

It's like... as if he already understood his behavior of failing to count cards earlier and even breaking his own arm.

All of a sudden, the frustration and fear just now were replaced by shame, anger after being fooled.

The old and new grudges were superimposed, and he was severely stimulated.

Mu Sen stood up awkwardly, grabbed the other party's collar roughly, and pulled the other party towards him, his voice raised in a high voice: "Shut up, you bitch—"

Wen Jianyan didn't move, just raised his eyelids slightly and stared at him quietly.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Grass, become angry from embarrassment, bully the weak and fear the strong! How dare you do something to a beautiful woman?!"

"But I have to say, the streamer's taunting started, I would want to hit him too, hahahahahaha."

Wen Jianyan lightly raised her hand, and her slender, white fingers wrapped around the other's bandage-bound wrist, like a soft ribbon, slowly tightened.

A strong pain hit from his wrist, and Mu Sen almost screamed out of shame.

He controlledly let go of the fingers pinching the other side's skirt, and wanted to withdraw his hand immediately, but was grabbed by the other side, making him unable to move, insisting on maintaining this seemingly offensive posture.

In the distance, Tangerine Candy heard the movement behind her, frowned and turned her head, and raised her chin at the other teammate: "Go, separate."

The moment her voice fell, another tall and burly team member immediately stepped forward. He was already very used to Mu Sen's behavior since he entered the dungeon, and at this moment, he was even more stingy with his subordinates.

Wen Jianyan let go of the opponent's wrist.

Mu Sen stumbled back a few steps, his expression contorted due to the pain, and the sharp pain from his wrist seemed to tell him that what he just said was not an illusion, this seemingly slender, frail girl had great strength Scared, the grip was as strong as cast iron, almost crushing his wrist.

"Feel sorry…"

The girl took a step back and hid behind the team members. Her long, soft eyelashes blinked up and down, her eye circles were slightly red, and her skirt was scratched and wrinkled. She looked as if she had been bullied, which aroused her desire for protection. .

"I may have said the wrong thing," she whispered.

Seeing the other party's innocent look, Mu Sen suddenly became angry: "You fucking—"

"enough."

Tangerine Candy's voice sank.

When she usually speaks, she is often full of heart, with a smile in her voice. At this moment, she suddenly abandoned all emotions and became cold and indifferent, almost terrifying:

"Musen, I thought that among the senior anchors, there would be such idiots who get emotional at critical moments... Or do you want to leave this dungeon alive?"

"If you really want to die that much," the little girl tilted her head, a sweet smile appeared on her expressionless face just now, "I can send you on your way ahead of time."

Mu Sen's heart trembled, and he suddenly woke up from the rational state just now.

On the one hand, he encountered this kind of terrifying game where the entire army would be wiped out unless he cut off his own arm. On the other hand, he also learned that the soothsayer he had finally caught was a fake. Just restless.

Now being provoked by this guy's seemingly salty, but in fact provocative words to poke his painful feet, even Mu Mori didn't expect that he would suddenly lose his sense of proportion, be dominated by emotions, forget the surrounding environment, and actually act this stupid act.

In this kind of high-level team battle book, "stupid" is equivalent to "holding back", which is the worst quality that can be tolerated most.

Guo Musen has shown irreplaceable value in the previous two floors, and he is also a member of the oracle. Otherwise, Orange Candy might not even bother to say this threat, and just clean him up as useless waste Lost.

Mu Sen suppressed the negative emotions rolling in his eyes, lowered his head and said:

"...Sorry, I was impulsive."

Tangerine Candy withdrew her gaze: "Follow me."

She thought for a while, then waved to Wen Jianyan: "You too."

The team leader is not only responsible for mediating conflicts, but also caring for the mental health of the team members, especially in the unprecedented crisis they are facing now. One "customer" has entered the store one after another, which means that the next attack may also be a series of attacks. Wave.

One wave is enough, wave...

Even just thinking about it makes my back feel cold.

Watching the back of Tangerine Candy turning away. Wen Jianyan stepped to keep up, and turned her head to show Mu Sen a shy smile.

Mu Sen: "..."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Hahahahaha!"

"This wave is really dumb eating coptis."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! You are so angry!"

The group walked towards the depths of the shop.

Wu Ya stood in the depths of the store and waited for them. Although the glutinous rice flour on the ground had completely disappeared, he had located the last place where the dark footsteps stopped long before the traces disappeared.

"team leader!"

When he saw Tangerine Tang's figure, his eyes lit up and he waved to her.

Tangerine Candy: "Is there a result?"

"Um."

Wu Ya nodded, and pointed to a painting in front of her: "One pair of footprints stopped in front of this painting, and another pair stayed there."

He pointed in the opposite direction behind his back.

There, in the dark corner of the shop, one can vaguely see a blurred portrait in a mahogany frame.

"What about the first pair?"

"this…"

Wu Ya showed a calm expression on his face, he shook his head slowly, and said: "Unfortunately, the first pair of footprints disappeared here, I only know that it probably walked towards the rear, but the specific I know exactly where to stop."

Although glutinous rice flour can leave footprints on ghostly beings, it has a time limit, so he must use it after confirming that the "customer" is coming soon.

But because of this, he didn't completely cover the entire store, so that he couldn't trace the whereabouts of the last pair of footprints.

"It's okay, let's deal with what can be dealt with first."

Tangerine Candy raised her head and looked at the painting closest to her.

The paint on the bright red frame is peeling off, and on the canvas in the middle, there is a painting of a room immersed in darkness. Antique wooden furniture is placed in the room, and the furniture is painted in a rich scarlet color. , standing in the room was a pitch-black figure, one big and two small, holding each other's hands, standing squarely in the middle of the picture, with a clear vision, only a pale face could be faintly seen.

The whole painting looks very weird, which makes it very comfortable to watch.

Tangerine Candy took the lead and stepped forward, carefully touching the picture frame with his fingers, but there was no familiar system beep in his ears.

"It's a prop."

She frowned and said.

"How is it possible?" Wu Ya was taken aback, "Could it be that the rules of the first floor have changed?"

"What's the result of your divination?" Tangerine Tang turned his head, looked at Mu Sen, and rolled his eyes impatiently, "You haven't answered me until now."

Mu Sen's face turned blue immediately.

Generally speaking, he can feel the fate through the card array presented in the game, and thus infer the direction of the next move, and this double-death game is the only exception. It is only a prophecy, and it is more Curse, "forcing" the holder of the wooden card to do the act of breaking the card.

Only this kind of game will get any guidance.

Because fate is not on their side.

This is what Mu Sen really wants to say, but he can say it.

Otherwise, the opponent will definitely "force" him to break the cards. Even if they survive this dungeon, he will definitely die, even die.

So, in the end, he could only say dryly:

"The frequency of use before was too high, so this time... there is nothing to point to."

This situation is indeed very common for anchors.

"Oh well."

Tangerine Candy didn't continue to chase, but just shrugged and looked away.

Wen Jianyan was always watching the team's actions from the sidelines.

According to what he has observed now, it is basically possible to confirm the general division of labor in the opponent's team.

In addition to Orange Tang Musen, who is the captain, there is also an existence similar to a psychic, a combat member, and the overall organization tends to be offensive rather than balanced, which is why. Although the one who intercepted and killed them at the stairs just now had only orange candy, he could firmly suppress them.

However, although the organization is balanced enough, the overall quality of the entire team is still there.

Just like Wu Ya's teammate just now, the glutinous rice powder that can track the ghost's footsteps used is not a talent, but some kind of high-rare props, and it can be taken out at will, which shows how rich his family is.

It really deserves to be a team that specializes in team battles. Whether it is points or props, they are very generous.

At the same time, Wen Jianyan also quickly figured out how well the Orange Candy team has mastered the rules in the dungeon.

Obviously, this team did not encounter an attack similar to the TV wave on the second floor like they did.

This also confirmed Wen Jianyan's initial guess.

The second wave of attacks they experienced on the second floor was definitely far more difficult than that floor, but because they triggered the chain reaction of the store's internal mechanism.

In this case, the experience he obtained on the second floor, which is beyond the difficulty of the floor, can be used at this time.

"The rules haven't changed."

At this moment, a gentle and timid voice sounded from the side, attracting all eyes.

Wen Jianyan blinked and said softly:

"What customers buy sometimes must be in the store."

Wu Ya was startled, and hurriedly chased after him: "What do you mean?"

"It means that the products purchased by customers actually exist in this painting." Wen Jianyan tilted his head, "If you want to lift the curse, you must enter the painting and find the source."

"Enter the painting?!"

There was a look of surprise and doubt on his face, obviously knowing that he had to trust the captive's suggestion.

"Don't listen to her," Mu Sen narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth viciously, "She is a prophet. This guy cheated my props and came here on purpose. There are traps hidden in her suggestion. She must be trying to kill her." us-"

"What's the use of killing you?"

The girl timidly said, "As long as I stay in this shop, I will definitely die under the effect of the curse."

"Or…"

Wen Jianyan tilted his head, showing a tiny smile that only Mu Sen could see, "Do you have any other suggestions?"

over time.

In the blood-colored picture frame, the picture knew when it became darker and gloomy, and the face of one of them became clear at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it became more and more like one of their team.

...Wu Ya.

"etc!"

Looking at the face that was four or five points alike, Wu Ya suddenly realized this, he took a breath, and the blood on his face faded: "This, this is my face!"

Under the horrified gaze of the people outside the portrait, the corners of the mouth in the portrait pulled up, slowly revealing a particularly weird smile.

"If there is, you'd better say it quickly."

Seeing Mu Sen's gradually livid face, Wen Jianyan blinked innocently, and once again showed that seemingly harmless, but actually malicious smile:

"We have a lot of time."

Chapter end