Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 244

Chapter 145

The fourth floor of Changsheng Building.

Staring at the flaming arrows that were directed straight at him, Orange Tang's eyes flickered for a while, and finally answered directly:

"She's dead."

Su Cheng's pupils shrank, showing a look of horror, he gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "Impossible!"

"Although the sentence may no longer make sense, I don't want to see her death."

Tangerine Candy said.

On the third floor, the seemingly weak anchor played a role that even the seasoned Orange Candy never thought of. After carefully understanding the whole story of the third painting with her teammates, even she had to admit that , without her, it would be difficult for their team to survive on the third floor.

Tangerine Candy appreciates the strong.

It doesn't matter whether Fang is the prophet who took the mission and came to look for him, and whether he is in the same camp as himself.

Even if people are to be killed without mercy next, this appreciation will not change.

It's a pity that a rat droppings spoiled a pot of soup.

It doesn't matter if that guy is right or not.

After all, apart from taking Mu Sen out of the dungeon, Tangerine Candy is no longer ready to fulfill the secondary contract with the oracle.

Unscrupulousness can be forgiven.

In order to survive, in order to survive, it is natural to use all means. A little orange candy is very much in favor of it, and it is not against it.

But the premise is that this kind of "unscrupulous" cannot be a teammate who has just saved his life, resolved the crisis, and has not shown hostility.

Tangerine Candy and her team are originally dedicated to team-based, in her code of conduct, the value of the team is far greater than the value of the individual, team cooperation, and the victory or defeat of the team is far greater than personal grievances.

A teammate's shot cannot be forgiven.

Mu Sen's insidious act of stabbing a knife in the back can be said to have stepped on her reverse scales.

"impossible…!"

Su Cheng gritted his teeth and repeated, his eyes were red, not from sadness, but from strong anger.

"If possible, I would also like to hand over the culprit of everything to you, but unfortunately, I still have a little contract spirit," Orange Candy shrugged and said, "No, there is one thing you can let go, we and God Yu's cooperation has been abolished, and I will no longer take any action from you."

"Shoot?"

Su Cheng suddenly smiled, "You may have misunderstood one thing."

"It's no longer a question of whether you or we can make a move."

As Su Cheng said, he took a step back slowly.

Behind him, there were three other teams, each of which was full of murderous intent, and their eyes were full of hostility.

"There are four shops on the fourth floor, but including you, there are five teams in total," Su Cheng said condescendingly, "Unfortunately, you happen to be the most threatening team."

"It's not a question of whether you can make a move," Su Cheng stared at the team in front of him, and said slowly, "It's a question of whether you can survive the joint efforts outside."

Tangerine Candy's eyes slowly glanced at the teams in front of him, and the arc of the corner of his mouth gradually widened: "Ha, ha ha."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!"

She suddenly laughed happily.

"Okay, that's great!" Tangerine Tang had a crazy, happy smile on his face, "It's a stupid prosperous building, it's all boring deciphering, deciphering and deciphering, there is no essence of team warfare at all, at last It was kind of fun…”

"Come on, let's have fun!"

The atmosphere is very bad.

Although he couldn't see it with his eyes, Wen Jianyan could still clearly feel the sudden change in the air.

In the dead silence, the cold and dark air seems to be able to cut the skin, the paper sedan chair is swaying, and the hurried and dull footsteps of the paper dolls come from outside. Everything should be scary, but in the narrow space, there is an inexplicable existence A more dangerous aura almost completely suppressed the external terror, leaving Wen Jianyan with no time to care.

The limbs are trapped and the movement is restricted.

The back was squeezed against the inner wall of the sedan chair, causing faint pain. In front was another male body, as heavy as a mountain and as cold as ice.

It does not belong to humans, but it has the outline of a human, the appearance of a human.

As the distance was reduced to almost zero, Wen Jianyan was able to more and more easily recognize what kind of existence the man in front of him was.

He obviously has the outline of a human being, the appearance of a human being, and a human body, but the chest that clings to him does not rise and fall. Even though it is so close, he cannot hear the dirty beating. And the dark breath filled the cramped and narrow space as if it had substance, wrapped around the throat like an invisible rope, and slowly tightened—

Under the threat of suffocation, Wen Jianyan had no choice but to raise his head, breathing rapidly in a held and suppressed posture.

The veil on his head was askew, barely covering the lower half of his face.

…is being watched.

The eyes were blindfolded, and in the darkness of ignoring everything, the rest of the senses became sharper. Wen Jianyan realized that there was a very strong line of sight, watching him from a very close place...

It seems to be observing without any emotion, and it seems to be hunting full of desire, which brings a special kind of fear.

Like a prey being targeted in the dark, his hairs stood on end.

The cold air poured into the throat, and under the suppressed suffocation and physiological panic, Wen Jianyan couldn't help breathing faster.

In the next second, cold fingers landed on his face.

The unexpected skin-to-skin contact made Wen Jianyan tremble, and his breathing became slightly disordered.

Fang's fingertips were cold and rough, and slowly, he touched his cheek unhurriedly, stroking forward along the edge of his jaw, and gently and helplessly tilted the Xipa that was half-slanted on his face. Pick up a corner.

Different from the previous times, this touch didn't have any meaning of punishment, it wasn't painful, on the contrary, it was almost gentle—

But it's just an appearance.

Because the touch was too soft, it added a deeper and more terrifying meaning, like a python slowly tightening its body and winding up.

After being touched in such a way, Wen Jianyan shuddered and shuddered.

There is a bad anticipation…

The intuition cultivated on the edge of life and death is clamoring, and the chill is climbing along the back, bringing a feeling like a needle prick,

He knew very well that he had to do something, otherwise, what happened next might be completely out of control—

"you-"

In sight, the wet lips opened and closed.

Wu Zhu frowned.

...that annoying mouth.

Will always spit out cunning, sophistry, full of suggestive, provocative sentences, some are truth, some are lies, but, whether they are true or not, all sentences are useful, hidden mystery, each character It rolls out from the tip of the tongue smoothly and smoothly, as if with a strange magic power, it can always change concepts inexplicably, manipulate emotions, and even affect the development of emotions and the future direction.

Never obedient, never tame.

Even if he uttered a few nice words obediently from time to time, they all concealed a deeper purpose and a bolder provocation.

"You said, you want to go upstairs through another road..." Wen Jianyan said in a curious, seemingly unaware tone, "Do you want to go to the fourth floor and follow the progress of the copy to enter the fifth floor?"

【you】

Wen Jianyan never worships God.

This kind of contempt and fearlessness is from the inside, engraved in the bone marrow, even if he himself is rarely aware of it.

Since their partnership was established, Wen Jianyan rarely used honorifics... Only when he was trying to deceive someone, or achieve some purpose, would he habitually pick up a respectful, distant, and humble Calling, while lowering his posture, he waited for an opportunity to escape.

Under the provocative Xipa, the young man's lips opened and closed, and the tip of his tongue was faintly hidden between the white teeth.

…a nasty, eloquent tongue.

Wu Zhu recalled that in a previous dungeon, before he branded Fang's body, he put his fingers deep into Fang's mouth, stirred, and "kneaded" the touch.

Inside the cold body, something warmed up.

He squinted a pair of golden, animal-like eyes, and in the depths of the pupils glowing with metallic luster, a hot, frightening temperature ignited.

"However, if you don't go back now, in case the road from the third floor to the fourth floor is closed—"

Wen Jianyan was still talking, but Wu Zhu stopped listening.

He doesn't want to listen to whatever the human being wants to say.

So noisy, so treacherous.

What should I do to make him shut up.

As soon as this idea emerged from the depths of his mind, Wu Zhu accepted it without hesitation. He bent down and made Wen Jianyan shut up.

In the darkness, Wen Jianyan's pupils suddenly shrank.

The sharp canine teeth bit on his lower lip, biting down heavily, and the cold, **** lips pressed down tightly.

A kiss like a bite.

No...not like a kiss.

Compared with the tender and loving kiss between couples, it is more like a hunt full of **** and aggression, as if Fang wants to devour him in some way.

The pain came intensely.

Wu Zhu's movements were chaotic and inexperienced. He bit Wen Jianyan's lower lip with his sharp teeth. He could only plunder happily and greedily. He licked and bit the prey as he wanted, sucking Sucking the blood of saliva, he got closer to it greedily, as if he was eager to get more from it, but he didn't know what it was, so he would just repeat the process.

"Uh-"

A strong crisis rose from his back, and rushed straight to his limbs like an electric current. He instinctively wanted to escape, but his limbs were suppressed and half of them could not move.

Wen Jianyan's eyes went black for a while, and his mind was dizzy, but he could clearly feel Fang's close body, the cold fingers around his neck, pressing on the violently throbbing arteries. , caressing slowly, with possession and love that even Wu Zhu himself has not realized.

His lower jaw was forced to lift, unswallowed saliva overflowed from the corners of his lips, and slid down his chin. While he was suffocated, broken and messy whimpers overflowed from his throat.

Oh shit…

Thoughts flashed in Wen Jianyan's mind.

He didn't expect that Wu Zhu's enlightenment would come so quickly.

Although Fang Zai may not be really aware of such feelings and desires, but once a precedent is set, the follow-up will be troublesome, just like a dam that is about to collapse before the flood. Once the gate is really opened, it will be difficult to close it again.

And... one more important thing...

The witch candle guy.

Kissing skills are really bad! !

Wen Jianyan was so oppressed that she couldn't breathe, so she could only let Fang "lick" and bite her lips recklessly, scraping her lips with her teeth, causing slight stinging pain.

In the chaos, he almost had the illusion of kissing a beast.

The sharp teeth carry the desire for blood and food, as if they are about to be "eaten" at the physical level.

Compared with the previous two kisses led by him with ease, this time's kiss was chaotic, primitive, rough, nothing, pure novice level, without any experience!

There is nothing but suffering.

What a shame!

In the chaos, Wen Jianyan raised his hand with difficulty, pressed against Fang's chest, and then exerted force to push Fang away a little—

Gasping for breath, he asked in a desperate tone:

"Would you know it?"

Wu Zhu was pushed back a few times, his golden eyes flickered mistyly, his calm look disappeared, he licked the corners of his lips unsatisfactorily, as if he hadn't come from Relieved from the chaos just now.

With a hoarse voice and red eyes, Wen Jianyan grabbed Fang's collar viciously:

"If you don't, let it come."

Damn it!

Chapter end