Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 339

The dark corridor had no end in sight, and the air was bone-chillingly cold. On the walls on both sides, countless large and small, densely packed paintings swayed in the darkness.

Although those faces are still motionless, the strange thing is that people standing outside the painting can clearly feel that they are "alive", spying out silently, waiting for the opportunity to invade.

No matter how you look at it, it is an extremely terrifying scene.

but…

Wu Zhu stared at the young man in front of him, his pale and strange face was still expressionless, but his golden eyes shone slightly in the darkness.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Absolutely, I am afraid that only this kind of non-human born from evil sources can still think about asking for kisses in this environment.

But a promise is a promise.

never mind.

Wen Jianyan sighed, and hooked her fingers reluctantly, "Come here."

Wu Zhu came over immediately.

The sticky darkness around him immediately clung to Wen Jianyan's body as if he had an independent self-awareness, and instantly clung to him like little hands, grabbing him tightly.

Wu Zhu's arm also circled around immediately, but before he could hug him, he was slapped down mercilessly: "Don't move your hands or feet."

Wu Zhu looked thoughtfully at his dangling palm, then at Wen Jianyan who had already leaned over.

The light in the corridor was very dark, but the young man's face was fair and slightly bright, the graceful profile of his profile was hidden in the darkness, and his eyes shone slightly under the brow bone.

Wu Zhu's eyes quickly fell on the other party's lips.

Wen Jianyan's upper lip is thin, with sharp lines, and the corners of his mouth are naturally turned up, as if he often smiles. The lower lip is plump, which softens the lip shape that should be very aggressive.

Due to the too fierce work just now, the lips are still hungry and swollen, with an abnormal light red, which almost completely stretches the unobvious lip lines. Feeling guilty, there was a little moist generation shining in the darkness, it looked surprisingly soft.

Wu Zhu's eyes flickered, and he tolerated Wen Jianyan's rudeness with a good temper.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Jianyan had already moved closer.

He held Wu Zhu's chin with one hand, making him bow his head, while he tiptoed slightly—even Wen Jianyan's figure was considered tall among human males, but the two of them were indeed of the same size. There are so many gaps.

Of course, Wen Jianyan didn't really want to admit this.

Wu Zhu lowered his head.

In the next second, the warm and soft lips of the human came over, touched his lips lightly, and before Wu Zhu had time to do anything, he quickly pulled away.

Wu Zhu blinked.

"alright."

Wen Jianyan withdrew and said lightly.

That's why he was about to open Wu Zhu's hand just now.

In case of being hugged, wouldn't he be unable to escape at all?

"Witch Candle"? ? ? "

He leaned over almost immediately, as if he was very dissatisfied with Wen Jianyan's perfunctory attitude, and was going to try his best to get back his due reward.

However, Wen Jianyan seemed to have been prepared for it, and turned around alertly and dexterously, avoiding the other party's movements.

"Don't be so greedy."

He put one hand on Wu Zhu's shoulder, with a smile on his face, and a gentle and hoarse voice:

"I only promised you this."

Wu Zhu didn't seem to be threatened.

He frowned slightly, his brows were darkly pressed, a pair of beast-like golden eyes looked over from under the brow bone, his pale face still had a ghostly spirit, looking gloomy and vicious.

" Next time. "

Wen Jianyan raised his hand, rubbed the other side's face with his warm fingertips, and said with a smile: "Next time, I will let you kiss enough."

Wu Zhu seemed to understand.

He hesitated for a moment, and his eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's lips.

"Do not lie to you."

The lips parted and closed, revealing the gleaming white teeth and the looming pink tip of the tongue.

Wu Zhu reluctantly accepted this plan.

Wen Jianyan's lips curled up imperceptibly.

Well, looking at it this way, even if some memories are really shared, there shouldn't be much of them, otherwise they wouldn't be fooled so easily.

Especially the words "next time".

After all, after experiencing the instance of [Changsheng Mansion], the other party should have already understood that the so-called next time is basically equivalent to an empty-mouthed pie.

You can't eat it.

You can only hang it in the sky to see what it looks like.

After settling the person down, Wen Jianyan took his attention away from the other person, and instead looked at the dangerous corridor in front of him, which gradually became quieter.

He had a hunch that neither the oil paintings hanging above nor the corridor itself were simple.

The experience just now confirmed Wen Jianyan's guess even more.

The bottomless corridor, the mirrors hanging on the corridor, and the countless fuzzy figures moving behind the mirrors, all the clues point to the only conclusion.

That is:

This corridor...is probably part of the road outside.

Whether it is outside the "road" or behind the mirror in the corridor, it is an area that humans should not enter.

The previous black team was almost drawn into it by him, and the shadows in the mirror were also trying to break through the barrier and invade here.

However, only "ghosts" can walk on the road outside, but this corridor in the painting shop is also accessible to humans.

Every "building" is created for a reason.

Since the purpose of [Changsheng Building] was to send back the ghosts wandering from the depths of the world, then what is the purpose of this street, this painting shop, and this corridor?

The answer to this question seems to have nothing to do with the entire copy, but it may be crucial to the overall situation. Only by controlling the overall situation can it be possible to compete against a behemoth like Nightmare in the future.

Wen Jianyan took steps and came to one of the walls. With the help of the light source in his hand, he carefully searched for possible traces on it.

As time went by, the paintings were far less peaceful than when he first entered them.

Whether in the dark red frame or the dazzling scarlet frame, all the pictures are slowly changing.

Moreover, whether there are human figures in the painting or not, it seems to be no longer.

These scenes are different, big and small, and there is no repetition.

The painting depicts an endless barren tomb, dilapidated houses, rusty old-fashioned trains, endless forests, and rooms with closed doors...

The only thing in common is that these images all look extremely ominous, as if some shadow is about to move in them.

Wen Jianyan was keenly aware that these seemingly innocuous scenes had slightly changed from when he first entered this corridor. There is a shadow behind the dilapidated house, the door is slightly opened with a gap, and the mound of soil behind the barren grave is scattered...

Everything seems to be a sign of danger.

Those blurred figures moved slowly at the edge of vision, and bunches of cold and numb eyes penetrated the darkness and fell on Wen Tongyan's body, bringing a creepy feeling of being watched by a terrifying existence.

Even those lifelike portraits protected in dark red frames were not much better.

Compared with just now, these portraits, which are already too realistic, now have a strange color.

In the upper right corner, a woman wearing a red dress for a month, with a pale face is looking in the corner, a pair of dark eyes are looking out from the darkness. In the lower right corner, a middle-aged man with a handsome figure and a cold face seems to be Changing the posture, the right hand that originally appeared on the screen seems to have disappeared, hanging down by the side.

Even the moment Wen Jianyan looked away, he could clearly feel that on a painting near his left, a face was covered with battle patterns, as if half of his body had been buried in the ground, as dry as old tree bark The shrunken old woman visibly rolled her eyes, as if she was gradually waking up from the shield distance.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, suppressed the slight feeling of horror in her heart, and took a step towards the back, ready to look for the wall behind her.

However, as soon as he turned around, he almost bumped into a figure that suddenly appeared behind him.

Wen Jianyan's nerves were already tense now, but at this moment, his scalp exploded, and he almost jumped up.

Until the next second, he saw a familiar face—

And a pair of golden eyes.

It's a witch candle.

It seemed that from the moment he observed the environment, this guy followed behind him step by step. When he took a step, Wu Zhu followed, otherwise the last two people could not be so close.

Wen Jianyan raised her hand to press her chest, suppressed her heartbeat that was rushing towards 200 miles, swallowed her saliva with difficulty, and asked with some gritted teeth:

"What are you following me for?"

There was no change in Wu Zhu's expression, nor did he answer Wen Jianyan's question, but just kept watching him with those golden eyes.

Very focused.

Very innocent.

Wen Jianyan was also silent.

never mind.

He raised his hand and wiped his face.

Alas, really, what does he care about with a fragment with memory and intelligence problems.

Wen Jianyan shook his head, walked around the tall man behind him, and walked towards the other wall of the corridor.

Wu Zhu followed suit again.

Wen Jianyan didn't bother to care about him, and let the other party come closer to him again, and stop close behind him.

Now is not the time to worry about this.

Wen Jianyan walked forward step by step along the corridor, examining the pictures on the wall with his eyes. Suddenly, his eyes fell on a part of the wall, and he was slightly startled.

wait a minute, that's...

Inside the dark red picture frame, stood a woman in white clothes upright.

There was no expression on her face, she stood upright in the painting, her face was as pale as a dead person, her eyes were motionless.

Wen Jianyan didn't remember that face, but he had a deep memory of that dress.

This is clearly the woman in the painting he saw in the hotel room where he first woke up!!

Wen Jianyan couldn't help being shocked.

The next second, under his gaze, the woman in white looked over without warning! In the darkness, those strange eyes looked particularly frightening.

Wen Jianyan's scalp tightened, and he shrank back!

His back hit a cold, solid chest.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief, and touched her hand behind her back.

OK, take it easy.

He raised his head and looked at the painting again.

The sight was only moved away for a moment, and the posture of the woman in white had changed.

While staring at Wen Jianyan, she slowly raised one arm and pointed in a certain direction.

Like pointing at... a certain painting? !

Wen Jianyan was refreshed, and followed the direction of the opponent's fingers, looking at the past one by one, trying to figure out where the clues given by the opponent came from—

This picture... doesn't quite look like it. This one is not quite right either.

wait a minute, this—

Just as Wen Jianyan's eyes fell on a very suspicious painting, there was a sudden sound of footsteps from the end of the corridor, as if there were many people.

Wen Jianyan was slightly taken aback.

Well, the others haven't left yet... Did they come back to search for him?

When he was in a daze, the hand behind his back suddenly felt cold.

A cold hand grabbed his, and the slender five fingers nimbly inserted into his slightly opened fingers, clasping him tightly in an extremely awkward posture.

Wen Jianyan was startled and turned her head to look.

Wu Zhu raised his eyes and stared at him with that unwavering expression, his pale face moved very close.

Staring at the other person's shining golden eyes, Wen Jianyan's scalp tingled suddenly.

Wait, wait a minute!

How should he explain this scene of a great transformation!

Even if he can lie again, he still has no ability to explain the sudden appearance of the "wraith" to others!

No matter from which angle, Wen Jianyan couldn't find an excuse that could perfectly explain the current situation and avoid exposing his long-planned plan.

What's more, he is not the only one in the team now, but also members of other teams, and even a well-informed and experienced Bai Xue.

Wen Jianyan couldn't help but get headaches when he thought of the troubles that might arise in the future that he had to deal with one after another.

He glanced down, and his eyes fell on his hand that was tightly held by Wu Zhu. Even interlocking fingers.

Not to mention the two people's current posture is really...

Misleading.

"You, you hide first?"

Wen Jianyan lowered his voice and looked at Wu Zhu.

Wu Zhu didn't know if he didn't understand, or if he just didn't want to follow this instruction.

He was still staring at the human in front of him.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Wen Jianyan panicked. He turned around and tried to shake off Wu Zhu's hand, but the other's hand was inexplicably clenched even tighter.

"Hands, let go...!"

"Don't you know how to be invisible, just disappear!"

Wen Jianyan kept glancing at the direction of the sound, while pushing Wu Zhu's shoulder with the other hand, and lowered his voice: "Please! Hide first!"

Wu Zhu was unmoved.

【Integrity First】Live room:

"Wait a minute, this terrible picture, I hesitate to speak"

"Stop talking and wanting."

"Inexplicably hallucinating some people who caught **** on the spot... Is it my illusion? "

"Why is the sense of sight of cheating so strong!! Host, do you know that the scene in your live broadcast room is very unsightly!!!"

At this moment, the opposite side seemed to hear the movement here, the messy footsteps stopped slightly, and then, a vigilant voice came:

"Who is there!"

"say!"

It was Yun Bilan's voice.

Chapter end