Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 333

Chapter 335

Yun Bilan's eyes widened, she stared blankly at the "person" in front of her, and could hardly believe her ears.

How can it be?

…How can it be?

Could it be a hallucination when he was dying?

However, the warm touch from the wrist was clearly visible, almost scalding from the skin to the bone, which brought an undoubted sense of certainty, and she had to draw a conclusion that was diametrically opposed to all her common sense and all inferences—

Indeed, indeed it was him.

It was the teammate she thought would never appear.

yes…

Wen Jianyan.

That glib liar, the sloppy president, and the profit-seeking opportunist.

as well as…

In the endless darkness and nightmare, the only person who can bring them freedom and hope.

Seeming to have suddenly realized something, Yun Bilan's eyes were suddenly sober from the sluggishness, like a sharp knife shaking off the dust, revealing the sharp edge of the blade.

She opened her mouth and reminded anxiously

"Small-"

Heart!

You know, Black asked her to come to open the door...not just to use her to find out the attack pattern of the "ghost" outside the door, but also to take advantage of the "ghost"'s attention to be attracted by the prey that came to the door, and take the opportunity to kill it. solve.

This means that the person who delivers the "ghost" to the door now will directly bear all the firepower.

Under the siege of all the anchors, Wen Jianyan had no chance of winning by himself.

However, before the words could be fully uttered, Yun Bilan suddenly felt that the fingers tightly gripping her wrist tightened suddenly, and then pulled her out violently!

Suddenly there was a strong pulling force on the wrist, Yun Bilan was startled, the rest of the words were swallowed back into her throat, her legs stiffened by being restrained for a long time moved subconsciously, and she stumbled forward due to the opponent's strength go.

The young man in front of her held her wrist and turned around lightly and gracefully.

Following a whirlwind, the positions of the two suddenly changed.

Yun Bilan's pupils suddenly shrank.

The cold rain fell from the sky, but before it touched Yun Bilan, her eyes suddenly went dark, and something was lightly pressed onto the face by the young man in front of her.

It's a mask.

The mask that seemed hard but actually soft, with human body temperature, was gently taken off by Wen Jianyan from his own face, and put on Yun Bilan's face instead.

In an instant, the ears seemed to fall into dead silence, time seemed to stop flowing, and the entire space seemed to stand still.

Through the holes in the mask, Yun Bilan's pupils full of horror and fear were revealed.

Wen Jianyan's smiling face was reflected in the depths of his pupils.

He turned his undefended back to Hei Fang, who was full of momentum in the room, and gave Yun Bilan the only mask that could allow humans to survive on this street.

Through the mask, she saw each other's eyes.

The light brown color that is close at hand, with a warm smile, flickers in the darkness, like life itself, although it is full of flaws, it is fresh, warm and full of vitality.

Time seems to have passed only a fleeting second, and it seems that a century has passed.

The sudden terrorist attack from behind broke the dead silence.

Countless blade-like lights exploded from the room, all aimed at the young man standing in front of Yun Bilan. Those lights may be talents, props, or both... Yun Bilan doesn't know, the only thing she can see , only the side face of the other party illuminated by that terrifying light.

The light-colored eyes flickered in the light, like fragile moths about to be swallowed by flames, disappearing from time to time, and would disappear in the next second.

…No.

No.

no no no no no no-

Intense, almost panic-like emotions erupted in his heart, like a bomb that could annihilate everything was thrown into his mind.

At that moment, Yun Bilan's mind was almost blank.

She didn't think about anything.

"No-"

A hoarse and shrill voice broke through his throat, sounding strange and terrifying.

In the next second, violent thorns suddenly burst out of the ground, growing wantonly in the rain, shaking, destroying everything around them, like a huge cage, protecting the young man in front of him.

Wen Jianyan panicked.

He hurriedly pressed Yun Bilan's shoulder, "You, you, you, you, calm down!"

He's fine, of course he's fine!

It's all planned!

Before knocking on the door, Wen Jianyan fed all the points he could control in the entire dungeon to the remains of the Holy Infant, raising it to the highest level he could reach now.

Just as she handed the mask to Yun Bilan, Wen Jianyan activated the props.

Although the invincibility effect brought by the epic props may not be effective in the case of a higher-dimensional crisis in the dungeon, but when faced with a fight between the anchor and the anchor, there is almost no possibility of overturning , not to mention that it still has such a high level now.

In any case, it should not be a big problem to deal with the first wave of tentative black attack.

What Wen Jianyan didn't expect was that Yun Bilan would react so violently.

On the top of the head and around the body, there is a dense wall of thorns. The thorns on the back have been corroded and opened a big hole. They are wriggling crazily and quickly growing and repairing themselves.

Through the mask, Wen Jianyan saw Yun's blue, blood-red, emotionless eyes.

He couldn't help feeling a tingle in the back of his spine, "Hey, I'm fine, everything is under control—"

The black team realized that the problem was wrong, and quickly stopped the attack.

The gentleman narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his chin gracefully, and signaled the other anchors under him to go forward and "go and have a look."

Although it was a bit inaccurate under the cover of the attack just now, but...

According to the only clues observed, the gentleman has a strange premonition.

It seems that it is not a "ghost" that just appeared outside the store.

Thinking of this, his face darkened slightly.

At the entrance of the store, the wall of thorns was slowly creeping, like some kind of terrifying monster with life, the black team moved forward cautiously, looking at the thorns in front of them.

Just after they approached a relatively close distance—suddenly, the wall of thorns in front of them exploded from the inside, and countless vines danced wildly in the air, attacking everything around them indiscriminately.

The black teammate hastily activated the props to block.

Soon, the vines disappeared, and due to the fast reaction of the black anchor, except for a little scratched skin trauma, it hardly caused any damage.

As the dust dispersed, two figures appeared in front of their eyes.

Yun Bilan had a mask on her face, and she didn't know when she was wearing a human leather jacket, so although she was standing in the rain, she was not attacked by a ghost, and standing beside her...

It's a familiar old face.

The slender young man put one hand on Yun Bilan's shoulder, with a looming sloppy smile on his lips, his light-colored eyes narrowed slightly, and looked over with a very irritating expression

"Hi, long time no see."

Even though the others reacted slowly, they realized what happened just now.

It wasn't the "ghost" who knocked on the door just now, but this guy.

He didn't know what method he used to resist the rules on the door, and tricked the people inside to open the door for him - not only using this to save his teammates, but also avoiding the sacrifice of any member of the team , entered the extremely difficult mounting shop without a single soldier.

In the black live broadcast room

"Ahhh... Finally, I opened the door to this liar! I'm so mad!!"

"Damn, this is the bad perspective of God, it's really annoying, and the live broadcast room has this **** anti-spoiler mode, there is no way to remind the anchor!"

"Yes, I expected the red team to lose two main combat forces in this wave. There are only five people on the opposite side. Losing two will basically be useless. I didn't expect it. Not only did they not lose the second person, but they also lost the first one. It was rescued!"

"Although I have already seen through the ending, I still have to say... this set of operations is amazing! Not only can it resist the rules, but it can also create fake ghosts knocking on the door while resisting. The most important thing is that this guy is simply Play all the psychology on our side in the palm of your hand!"

"Indeed...whether it is the door opening or the person who opens the door, I feel that I have already understood the psychology of the anchor here. I feel that every decision and choice we make here is calculated and predicted by the other party. From this perspective Look, it's really scary."

"To be honest, before I saw that the opponent's performance in this dungeon has always been quite ordinary, and it seems that he has no means or great talent, but now it seems that he really deserves to be the new 008..."

The gentleman's face, which always had a gentle smile, was finally darkened slightly, and he showed a warm smile

"Indeed... Long time no see."

The air in the room became obscure and dignified, and the sharp and cold murderous intent and hostility pierced towards the young man standing at the door.

Wen Jianyan took a step back slowly and calmly.

"To be honest, when I met you on the second floor last time...it's easy for me to find you."

Anis grinned, his bulging protruding eyes rolled in their sockets, clearly captured the other party's seemingly cautious but actually cowering actions, the expression in his eyes was extremely cold and terrifying

"However, this time there is no other room for you to hide in."

Wen Jianyan pressed Yun Bilan's shoulder, her lips moved silently, "...to the left, keep running."

"Catch him!"

Almost before Anis could speak, Wen Jianyan, like a keen rabbit who had already smelled danger, jumped three feet high, and ran towards the door as if his tail was on fire.

"Chase."

The gentleman seemed to be annoyed.

He straightened his neckline gracefully, and walked out. "There's no need to pay attention to the other one. Without No. 08, that team is a mess."

In truth, no one in the room was in a worse mood than the current gentleman.

As the vice president of the oracle, he is the only person here who is familiar with No. 008's behavior style. However, knowing that this guy likes to play these tricks, frauds and scams, he finally fell into the trap of the other party and stepped on the pit.

This feeling of being capsized in the gutter is really...

infuriating.

"There's no need to use any props, that guy should be immune to all attacks and controls now," the gentleman said coldly, looking at the continuous rain in front of him, "but such props usually have a time limit, and they will expire after a while. Without the mask and clothes, he couldn't move an inch."

"I only saw him alone, but he can never act alone, so his teammates must be hiding somewhere outside, follow up, be careful to ambush, don't let him run away, let him and his teammates reunite later , it's not that simple to catch.”

Four sentences, one sentence is more accurate than one sentence, and one sentence is more vicious than one sentence, all of them accurately predicted the limitations of Wen Jianyan's current props and his possible response in the future.

Black team live broadcast room

"Oh oh oh yes!"

"Not bad, I reacted quickly. Not only did I find out the true intentions of the opponent, but I also immediately organized a countermeasure and launched a pursuit!"

"Yes, yes, I think Black can really come back this time!"

"Hahahahahahaha, hurry up! I want to see the liar roll over!!"

Chapter end